-* Stalking Expeditions in the Xyika 



The bird-world has been awake for a long time. 

 In the thicket ot an acacia grove my ear catches the 

 well-known measured cadence of a gorgeously coloured 

 shrike (" wurger "), very clever at keeping itself hidden in 

 the branches. Over and over again the bird repeats its 

 ringing cadence' ; it has iour notes, which increase evenly in 

 volume, " Kutii tititi ! " Red-beaked hornbills {Lophoceros 



cr\'t/iror/i\'uc/iu\} \\\ Irom tree to tree at a sate distance: 

 in ti'ont ot us, watching with curiosity the strange new- 

 comers. A harrier (C trait rdini'jn/s] glides over the 

 bog; wondrous-hued rollers sweep screaming here and 

 there. A bustard (/:/t/>u<fi)//s ^nitf/dihi" rises, with its 

 curious vacillating, skiitul llight, and disappears in the 

 direction o! the \-elt \\'ith a loud " raga-garaka-raga- 

 garaka ! This bustard can perform the oddest teats ot 



