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picion attaches to a Flamingo captured in Staffordshire, 

 respecting which Sir John H. Crewe, Bart., informs the 

 Editor that the bird was seen for a week or so on his pro- 

 perty in tlie northern part of the county, quite early in 

 September 1881. At that time it was probably completing 

 the moult of its primaries and rectrices ; for, having crossed 

 the river Manifold to another property, it was stoned and 

 captured by some youths, who took it to the owner of the 

 land, by whom it was kept alive for a few days and then 

 killed. The specimen was a richly-coloured adult, and still 

 exists, although very badly stuffed. Sir John adds that he 

 made all inquiry he could at the time, at the Zoological 

 Gardens, and other likely places, without being able to hear 

 of the escape of any bird of this species. 



In 'The Zoologist' for 1884 (p. 338), the following 

 particulars are given by Lord Henry Scott respecting a 

 Flamingo shot in Hampshire : — " I have referred back to 

 my journal, and find that the Flamingo was shot on the 

 26th of November, 1883. It had been flying about on 

 the mud banks outside the Beaulieu river for a fortnight 

 previously, and many people had gone out to try to shoot 

 it. It was very wild and wary, and no one had been able to 

 get within gunshot of it, as it was able to fly extremely well, 

 and never allowed any boat to approach near enough to it. 

 The coast-guardsmen frequently shot at it with their rifles. 

 When I heard that the bird was being thus shot at, and had 

 been at the mouth of the river so long, I sent a keeper of 

 mine (a naval pensioner and a capital hand with the punt- 

 gun) in the gunning-punt to try and get the bird for me. 

 In this he succeeded, but was not able to get nearer than 

 about 120 yards. He was laying the punt-gun on the bird 

 at about that distance, hoping he might get nearer and shoot 

 it with the shoulder-gun, when the Flamingo, being on the 

 alert and very wild, rose on the wing, and my keeper Goff 

 fired the punt-gun at it and brought it down with thi-ee 

 shots through it. The bird is a very fine grown one, 

 quite pink all over, and with a good scarlet wing. There 

 was nothing to show that it could have been in captivity, 



