Our search for a wilderness : $b An account of two ornithological expeditions to Venezuela and to British GuianaBeebe, William
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Our search for a wilderness : $b An account of two ornithological expeditions to Venezuela and to British Guiana
Beebe, William
Birds -- South America; Guyana -- Description and travel; Natural history -- South America; Venezuela -- Description and travel
Jaguars were not seen or heard, except one reported by the mail carrier
who runs between Aremu and Perseverance Landing. Some years ago an Indian
near here found a litter of jaguar cubs containing two normally colored
and one black individual. The latter was purchased by a colonist and sent
to the London Zoo.
A dull-colored, harmless snake, four feet long, with two rows of keeled
scales along the back, was the only serpent we found in or near the
clearing. Lizards were everywhere and one very large iguana inhabited a
bit of wood-road, but evaded all our efforts to add him to our mess pot.
The Amphibians alone in this region would well repay months of study.
Our brief visit gave us only a glimpse of them. The commonest frog
in the jungle near the clearing was a medium sized, dark-bodied one
(_Dendrobates trivittatus_) with green legs and two pale green bands,
one running around the front edge of the head, back over the eyes and
down the sides of the body; the second line being beneath the first. The
under parts were covered with blue lines and mottlings. The first half
dozen seen were normal in appearance, but then one was encountered which
instantly drew my attention. A closer look showed that the back of the
animal was covered with a solid mass of living tadpoles, each over half
an inch in length. When I urged him into a jar, two tadpoles were scraped
off and wriggled vigorously. When put into water they sank to the bottom
and made no attempt to swim, although the tail fins were well developed
and there was as yet no trace of limbs.
I kept this frog in a box with wet earth and a puddle of water, and two
days later half the tadpoles had left his back and were swimming strongly
in the muddy water. They were attached to the back of their parent only
by their sucking disks, and the object of the strange association seemed
only temporary and not intended to last until the tadpoles became adult.
They would probably drop off and swim away one by one when their father
entered some forest pool. This species of frog was very active and
capable of remarkably long jumps.
As I shall mention later, the sharp eyes of my Indian hunter spied a
most remarkable frog in the jungle one day, which I brought home in my
pocket. Its scheme of protective form and color was perfect—the hue of
dried leaves and withered mosses, with deeply serrated sides and a high
irregular ridge over each eye. I placed it among some dried leaves and
tried to focus on it with my Graflex, but could not find it. Then I
stooped down and although the frog had not moved and I knew the square
yard within which it was resting, it took me a full minute before I
located it, and optically disentangled it from its surroundings. I have
never seen such a case of complete dissolution and disappearance. When I
alarmed it, the frog closed its eyes—thus obliterating the dark spots of
its irides, and then little by little opened them again.
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