many times, before it would notice the sugar: by persevering, however,
they commonly learned. And when one had once fed from the mouth, it was
always ready to suck afterwards, and frequently, as above narrated,
voluntarily sought my lips. Having given one his first lesson, I
gently presented him to the line, and drawing my finger from under
him, he would commonly take to it, but if not, the proceeding had to
be repeated: and even when perched, the repetition of the feeding and
placing on the line was needful to induce the habit. If the bird’s
temper were kindly, it soon began to perch on the line of its own
accord; when I ceased to feed it from my lips, presenting to it,
instead, the glass of syrup. After it had sucked thus a time or two,
it found it as it stood at the edge of a table; and I considered it
domesticated. Its time was now spent in incessant short flights about
the room, alternating with momentary rests on the line; often darting
to another on the wing, when the most rapid and beautiful evolutions
would take place, in which the long tail-feathers whisked about in a
singular manner. I believe these rencontres were all amicable, for
they never appeared to come into actual contact, nor to suffer any
inconvenience from them. After close observation to ascertain the fact,
I was fully convinced that the object of their incessant sallies on
the wing was the capture of minute insects; so minute that they were
generally undistinguishable to the human eye. Yet the action of the
bird shewed that something was pursued and taken, and though from the
extreme rapidity of their motions, I could not often see the capture,
yet several times I did detect the snap of the beak, and once or twice
witnessed the taking of some little fly, just large enough to be
discerned in the air. Moreover, the flights were sometimes very short;
a leap out upon the wing to the distance of a foot or two, and then a
return to the perch, just as the true Fly-catchers do; which indeed the
Humming-birds are, to all intents and purposes, and most accomplished
ones. I judge, that, on a low estimate, each captured on the wing
at least three insects per minute, and that, with few intervals,
incessantly, from dawn to dusk. Abroad I do not think quite so many
would be taken in the air, the more normal way being, I presume, the
securing of the minute creatures that inhabit the tubes of flowers;
yet we perpetually see them hawking even at liberty. My captives would
occasionally fly to the walls, and pick from the spiders’ webs, with
which they were draped. When they rested, they sat in nearly an upright
posture, the head usually thrown a little back, and the crimson beak
pointing at a small angle above the horizon, the feet almost hidden,
the belly being brought into contact with the perch, the tail somewhat
thrown in under the body, and the long feathers crossing each other
near their middle. Their ordinary mode of coming down to drink was
curious.
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