away from his spot, he would flutter round the room, but return and try
to alight there again, and if still prevented, would hover round the
place, as if much distressed. This preference of a particular twig for
alighting is observable in freedom, and will suggest an analogy with
the Flycatchers. I have not observed it in our other species. It gave
us a means of capturing many, in addition to the net; for by observing
a spot of resort, and putting a little birdlime on that twig, we could
be pretty sure of a bird in a few minutes. The boldest was rather
pugnacious, occasionally attacking his gentler and more confiding
companion, who always yielded and fled; when the assailant would perch
and utter a succession of shrill chirps, “_screep, screep, screep_.”
After a day or two, however, the persecuted one plucked up courage,
and actually played the tyrant in his turn, interdicting his fellow
from sipping at the sweetened cup. Twenty times in succession would
the thirsty bird drop down upon the wing to the glass,—which stood at
the edge of a table immediately beneath that part of the line, where
both at length were wont to perch,—but no sooner was he poised in front
and about to insert his tongue, than the other would dart down with
inconceivable swiftness, and wheeling so as to come up beneath him,
would drive him away from his repast. He might fly to any other part of
the room unmolested, but an approach to the cup was the signal for an
instant assault. The ill-natured fellow himself drank long and frequent
draughts. I noticed that no sooner had this individual recovered his
boldness than he recovered his voice also, and both would _screep_
pertinaciously and shrilly, almost without intermission. When they
were accustomed to the room, their vivacity was extreme, manifested in
their upright posture, and quick turns and glances when sitting, which
caused their lovely breasts to flash out from darkness into sudden
lustrous light like rich gems;—and no less by their dartings hither and
thither, their most graceful wheelings and evolutions in the air; so
rapid that the eye was frequently baffled in attempting to follow their
motions. Suddenly we lose the radiant little meteor in one corner, and
as quickly hear the vibration of his invisible wings in another behind
us: or find him hovering in front of our face, without having seen, in
the least, how he came there. It is worthy of observation that Polytmus
in flying upward, keeps the feathers of the tail closed, but in
descending they are expanded to the utmost, at which time the two long
feathers, quivering with the rapidity of their motion, like a streamer
in a gale, form about a right angle. I cannot tell why there should be
this difference, but I believe it is invariable.
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