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Blue, proving herself to be utterly impracticable, for she 

 laid several eggs that were all broken when she fought 

 the Cambayan for trying to take his turn upon them, I 

 sent her away, and then his lamentations became so 

 continual and insupportable that he, too, had to go. 



In his new home, which, I was glad to think, was a 

 comfortable one, he mated with a little white Japanese 

 Dove (so-called), by whom he had a numerous progeny, 

 not distinguishable, when grown up, from their half- 

 brothers and sisters, the offspring of his first little wife. 



I am sorry to have to record anything bad of that, 

 in so many respects, noble and trustworthy old fellow, 

 my Cambayan Turtle, but the truth must be told though 

 the heavens fall, and it is this. When two of three 

 pairs of hybrids had been hatched to the swarthy Moor 

 and his lily-white spouse, he unaccountably deserted the 

 latter and married one of his own daughters! who built 

 a nest and laid many eggs that all turned out to be 

 barren. 



He is yet alive, I have been given to understand, or 

 was quite recently, but has not repented of his repre- 

 hensible conduct, being as devoted as ever to the hybrid. 



At the Western Aviary in the Zoological Gardens, 

 Regent's Park, the Cambayans have bred as freely as 

 possible, both among themselves and when mated with 

 some allied species, and I may say that upon the whole 

 they are among the nicest birds I have kept, whether 

 as regards personal appearance, docility, quaint lively 



