The Tropical World: Aspects of man and nature in the equatorial regions of the globe.Hartwig, G. (Georg)
History
The Tropical World: Aspects of man and nature in the equatorial regions of the globe.
Hartwig, G. (Georg)
Natural history -- Tropics; Tropics
In the deep forests of Guiana and Brazil, which they never quit for
the open plains, reside the Manakins (_Pipra_), pretty little birds,
whose largest species scarcely attain the dimensions of the sparrow,
while the smallest are hardly equal to the wren. The plumage of the
full-grown male is always black, enlivened by brilliant colours, that
of the female and of the young birds greenish. Their flight is rapid
but short, and they generally roost on the middle branches of the
trees. In the morning they unite in little troops, and seek their food,
which consists of insects, and small fruit, uttering at the same time
their weak but melodious notes. As the day advances they separate and
seek the deepest forest-shades, where they live in solitude and silence.
The famous orange-coloured Cock of the Rock of Guiana (_Rupicola
aurantia_), which owes its name to its comb-like crest, is nearly
related to the Manakins. It is a great rarity, even in its own country,
and as it dwells in the most secluded forests, is but seldom seen by
travellers. Richard Schomburgk relates the following wonderful story of
the bird, which, if not proceeding from so trustworthy a source, might
almost be considered fabulous. ‘A troop of these beautiful birds was
celebrating its dances on the smooth surface of a rock; about a score
of them were seated on the branches as spectators, while one of the
male birds, with proud self-confidence, and spreading tail and wings,
was dancing on the rock. He scratched the ground or leaped vertically
into the air, continuing these saltatory movements until he was tired,
when another male took his place. The females, meanwhile, looked
on attentively, and applauded the performance of the dancers with
laudatory cries. As the feathers are highly prized, the Indians lay
in wait with their blow-pipes near the places where the Rupicolas are
known to dance. When once the ball has begun, the birds are so absorbed
by their amusement, that the hunter has full time to shoot down several
of the spectators with his poisoned arrows, before the rest take the
alarm.’
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