The hornbill darts with a succession of long bounding flights from one tall tree to another. The large woodpecker taps a hollow tree close by, his gorgeous plumage glistening like a mimic rainbow in the sun. A flight of green parrots sweep screaming above your head, the _golden oriole_ or mango bird, the _koel_, with here and there a red-tufted _bulbul_, make a faint attempt at a chirrup; but as a rule the deep silence is unbroken, save by the melancholy hoot of some blinking owl, and the soft monotonous coo of the ringdove or the green pigeon. The exquisite honey-sucker, as delicately formed as the petal of a fairy flower, flits noiselessly about from blossom to blossom. The natives call it the 'Muddpenah' or drinker of honey. There are innumerable butterflies of graceful shape and gorgeous colours; what few birds there are have beautiful plumage; there is a faint rustle of leaves, a faint, far hum of insect life; but it feels so silent, so unlike the woods at home. You are oppressed by the solemn stillness, and feel almost nervous as you push warily along, for at any moment a leopard, wolf, or hyena may get up before you, or you may disturb the siesta of a sounder of pig, or a herd of deer. Up in those forests on the borders of Nepaul, which are called the _morung_, there are a great many varieties of parrot, all of them very beautiful. There is first the common green parrot, with a red beak, and a circle of salmon-coloured feathers round its neck; they are very noisy and destructive, and flock together to the fields where they do great damage to the crops. The _lutkun sooga_ is an exquisitely-coloured bird, about the size of a sparrow. The _ghur[=a]l_, a large red and green parrot, with a crimson beak. The _tota_ a yellowish-green colour, and the male with a breast as red as blood; they call it the _amereet bhela_. Another lovely little parrot, the _taeteea sooga_, has a green body, red head, and black throat; but the most showy and brilliant of all the tribe is the _putsoogee_. The body is a rich living green, red wings, yellow beak, and black throat; there is a tuft of vivid red as a topknot, and the tail is a brilliant blue; the under feathers of the tail being a pure snowy white. At times the silence is broken by a loud, metallic, bell-like cry, very like the yodel you hear in the Alps. You hear it rise sharp and distinct, 'Looralei!' and as suddenly cease. This is the cry of the _kookoor gh[=e]t_, a bird not unlike a small pheasant, with a reddish-brown back and a fawn-coloured breast. The _sherra_ is another green parrot, a little larger than the _putsoogee_, but not so beautifully coloured.