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small shot had lodged in the fleshy portion of the 
breast. It was a very slight wound, yet the Chimango 
with its trained sight had noticed something wrong 
with the bird from the moment it flew off, apparently 
in its usual free, buoyant manner. 
On another occasion I was defrauded of a more 
valuable specimen than the Tyrant-bird. It was on 
the east coast of Patagonia, when one morning, while 
seated on an elevation, watching the waves dashing 
themselves on the shore, I perceived a shining white 
object tossing about at some distance from land. 
Successive waves brought it nearer, till at last it was 
caught up and flung far out on to the shingle fifty 
yards from where I sat; and instantly, before the 
cloud of spray had vanished, a Chimango dashed 
down upon it. I jumped up and ran down as fast as 
I could, and found my white object to be a Penguin, 
apparently just killed by some accident out at sea, and 
in splendid plumage ; but alas! in that moment the vile 
Chimango had stripped off and devoured the skin from 
its head, so that as a specimen it was hopelessly ruined. 
As a rule, strong healthy birds despise the Chi- 
mango; they feed in his company; his sudden 
appearance causes no alarm, and they do not take 
the trouble to persecute him; but when they have 
eggs or young he is not to be trusted. He is not 
easily turned from a nest he has once discovered. 
I have seen him carry off a young Tyrant-bird 
(Milvulus tyrannus) in the face of such an attack 
from the parent birds that one would have imagined 
not even a true Hawk could have withstood. 
