like a gazelle’s, has a thick orbit of that fleshy character, to which
pigeon-fanciers give the name of _putty-eye_, in their favourite birds.”
WHITE-WINGED GREBE.[138]
_Diver._
_Podiceps Dominicus._
_Colymbus Dominicus_, +Linn.+
_Podiceps Dominicus_, +Lath.+—Spix. Av. Br. 101.
[138] Length 9 inches, expanse 14, flexure 3⁶⁄₁₀, tail 0, rictus
1³⁄₁₀, tarsus 1³⁄₁₀, middle toe 1³⁄₄, lateral breadth of tarsus
⁷⁄₁₀, breadth of toe ⁴⁄₁₀. Irides bright yellow; feet and beak
black. Upper parts smoky black; wing-quills white; outer webs and
tips of the first four or five dusky. Chin black; throat and cheeks
blackish ashy; breast blackish; belly feathers tipped with white,
giving a mottled appearance. Whole plumage satiny. Intestine 16
inches; two cæca ³⁄₄ inch long.
The ponds of the cattle-pens are the favourite resorts of this little
Grebe. I have been most familiar with it at the pond of Mount
Edgecumbe, which, though not more than an acre or two in extent, used
to be speckled with a good number of these miniature ducks; their
little black heads and the tops of their backs alone being visible
above the surface. On the slightest alarm, they dive with the quickness
of thought; and so vigilant is their eye and so rapid their motion,
that, ordinarily, the fowling-piece is discharged at them in vain. It
is commonly said of some birds, that they dive at the flash of the pan;
but though I always used percussion-locks, I could never succeed in
hitting one, until I formed a screen of bushes, behind which I might
fire in concealment. I then found no difficulty. Hence, I infer that
their quick eye detects and takes alarm at the small but sudden motion
of the falling hammer. They remain long, and swim far, under water;
coming up where quite unlooked for. Some that I have had an opportunity
of observing when swimming a little beneath the surface, shot along
with expanded wings, almost with the celerity of a fish. They do not
always dive, however, when frightened; sometimes they sink deeper than
before, and swim away almost submerged. When not alarmed, they call and
answer each other, with a loud _clang_, like the note of a trumpet.
One of these birds which I had wounded slightly, on being put into a
large washing-bowl half filled with water, swam awhile; but repeatedly,
when alarmed, by striking vigorously with both feet together, leaped
clean over the edge of the basin. When on the floor, it ran a few
steps at a time, very well, but grotesquely; the body elevated on the
legs almost perpendicularly; but ever and anon, as its first impetus
slackened, it fell on its breast, and sometimes rolled over. After a
while, however, becoming more calm, it walked more easily, still much
raised on the legs; but would suddenly squat down on the belly, and so
remain.
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