ANOTHER “SACALELI” 97 
Great Bird of Paradise, how he has a special tree 
that he comes to, to have those dances that the 
natives call ‘‘Sdcalelis,” and how he flies about with 
his plumes waving, or sits underneath them as if he 
were in the spray of a falling fountain, that I have 
told you; but, besides this, I can only tell you just 
a very little about a Bird of Paradise that I have 
not said anything about, because, you know, there 
are so many of them. The little I can tell you is 
this. I'wo gentlemen—one of them a Mr. Chalmers 
and the other a Mr. Wyatt—were once travelling 
in the part of New Guinea where this Bird of 
Paradise lives, and one morning, when they were 
up early, they saw four of the cock birds and two 
of the hens, in a tree close by them. This is what 
one of these gentlemen says about them (if there 
is any word too long for you, or that you don’t 
understand, you must ask your mother to ex- 
plain it) :— 
“The two hens were sitting quietly on a branch, 
and the four cocks, dressed in their very best, their 
ruffs of green and yellow standing out, giving them a 
handsome appearance about the head and neck”? (yes, 
I feel sure of that), “their long flowing plumes so 
arranged that every feather seemed combed out, and 
the long wires” (he means the “funny feathers ”’) 
“stretched well out behind, were dancing in a circle 
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