XXIII. 

 THE BELL-BIRD. 



[HE great Tropical forest, with its wonder- 

 ful array of trees, and plants, and living 

 creatures, has been the favourite spot 

 where we have come to look for the beau- 

 tiful birds. But at times the traveller may look 

 for them in vain. They seem to have taken their 

 departure, and silence reigns in bush and tree. 

 This does not last for long. All at once the bird 

 life begins again with its usual activity. Tree and 

 bush swarm with birds of the most brilliant cos- 

 tume. The Tanagers perch and climb gaily as 

 ever. The solemn Trogon appears in his resplen- 

 dent plumes seated on some branch in silent ma- 



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