62 The Oologists' Record, September i, 192 1. 



our turning point on the edge of a small clearing without having 

 found my special desideratum, a nest of the Snake Eagle. Right 

 before us, however, was a large fiat nest up in the bent-over top 

 of a biggish pine. I urged ray horse towards it and commenced 

 to strike the bole when out hurriedly flew a long- winged Snake 

 Eagle, dropping a quill feather from its wdng in its haste to be 

 away. The nest of sticks was lined with pine twigs and contained 

 the usual single large white egg, very slightly incubated. A little 

 beyond a Long-eared Owl was sitting in the dazzling sun on an old 

 Kite's nest and refused to come off until a shot was fired at her 

 when she flew sulkily away. The nest contained one young chick 

 and three addled eggs which were very much nest-stained. Many 

 Golden Orioles were seen in the forest, uttering their loud clear 

 bell-like song, quite unmistakable when once heard. Coming 

 back by the fighting bull corral we saw a flock of 17 Egyptian 

 Vultures and also a single Southern Grey Shrike, while from a tree 

 beside the track we put out two Black Kites from twin nests almost 

 touching one another. Only one nest, however, contained eggs, 

 a pair, one white, and the other well marked with pale red. This 

 nest was lined with bits of old newspaper. . 



The next morning, ist May, my last day at Coria, we rode 

 out to the marsh on the opposite side of the river to look for the 

 nest of the Harting's Harrier we had seen on our previous visit to 

 the spot. On the waj' we found several nests of the Crested Lark, 

 Galerida cristata pallida, all placed in the deep hoof marks of cattle 

 in the dried mud of the track. Some had practically no nest at 

 all, 'others a distinct nest of dried grass. Arrived at the marsh 

 we worked steadily through it on horseback, a troublesome task 

 as the horses continually endeavoured to make for the parts where 

 there were short young reeds to eat. With a plentiful application of 

 rope-end, however, I smashed my way through and reached the 

 spot where the reeds were tallest, growing perhaps 6 to 8 feet out 

 of the water and here I found the last year's nest of the Harrier. 

 Before, however, I could make a circuit to look for the new nest 

 my horse took fright at a bull, which was struggling through the 

 reeds with a great noise, and headed for the bank. Here I found 



M equally unsuccessful, but at that moment we saw the male 



Harrier which appeared to have just left the reeds in the centre of the 

 marsh. We then proceeded to the other side of the marsh, and, 

 turning out sundry bullocks, lay down among the bushes to watch 



