86 BEAUTIFUL, BIRDS 
that, as you look at it, becomes a soft velvet-claret- 
magenta colour (which your mother knows all about 
and will explain to you), and in his tail there are two 
long “funny feathers” that hang down from the 
bough he is sitting on, and—and zow you must try 
to imagine him. When you have imagined him—or 
before you have, if you are not able to—you must 
make your mother promise—now what? You know, 
of course. You must make her promise never to 
wear a hat with a- Blue Bird of Paradise’s feathers 
in it 
Now we come to the Golden or Six-shafted Bird 
of Paradise, who lives just in one part of New Guinea 
—that long part at the north that goes out into the 
sea, and which we call a peninsula; you have only to 
look at the map and you will see it. Now I think 
of it, the Superb or Black Bird of Paradise—or shall 
we say the Superb Black Bird of Paradise ?—lives 
there too, so I daresay they sometimes see each other. 
Perhaps they call on each other, for, you see, they 
are both of them distinguished. One is superb and 
the other golden, and when two people are like that 
they do not mind calling upon one another. You 
see, neither of them can be hurt by it then. A superb 
person may call upon even a go/den person, and yet feel 
quite well after it, and it will not doa go/den person 
any harm at all to call upon a superb person. So, if 
