specimen of his kind. The remaining occupant, a Yellow-winged 

 Parrakeet, is a merry, good-tempered little fellow, and the tamest 

 bird I have ever possessed. He will readily come on to your 

 finger and eat out of yonr hand. When first I introduced him to 

 the Budgerigars they were inclined to bully him, but once having 

 accustomed himself to his surroundings he asserted himself, and 

 can now comfortably hold his own. 



On a stand in front of this aviary is a cage containing a 

 pair of Pileated Parrakeets {P. spurius) at present in excellent 

 condition, but unfortunately rather unsteady. When I first had 

 them I put them in an aviary and they were very wild, the 

 entrance of anyone into the aviaries being the signal for them to 

 dash themselves wildly against the wire netting protecting the 

 glass. But they have quieted down wonderfully in the few 

 months I have had them, and now after moulting look very 

 different birds to when they arrived. They are firm believers in 

 the virtues of cold water, and generously besprinkle themselves 

 and the surrounding objects every morning. I now keep them 

 in a large square parrot cage to get them steady, and hope to 

 exhibit them this season. They eat well, and are exceedingly 

 fond of apple. 



In striking contrast to the Parrakeets is the occupant of 

 the adjacent cage, a Ceram Lory. Although he always takes an 

 interest in what is going on around him, he rarely allows any- 

 thing to unduly disturb him, and views the approach of strangers 

 with the utmost indifference. He stands a long and tiring train 

 journey like an old campaigner, and when I unpack him on his 

 return from his travels, he invariably greets me with a friendly 

 squawk before climbing soberly back into his cage again. He 

 has a great idea of his own importance, and insists on being fed 

 first. As he requires fruit, sunflower seed, and sop food, his 

 dejeuner necessarily takes some little time to prepare, but until all 

 his needs are supplied he keeps up an ear-piercing whistle, which 

 undoubtedly has a great deal to do with bringing about the 

 desired result. If another bird is fed first he shows temper and 

 screeches abominably. Possibly he thinks the occasion warrants 

 it. At ordinary times he has a loud clear call, is a very fair 

 mimic, and with his beautiful colour (a deep rich crimson) and 

 intelligent ways is certainly an acquisition to the aviaries. 



