50 ZOOLOGICAL SOCIETY BULLETIN 
Early in the morning the 
birds worked up hill toward 
the higher, warmer ridges 
rather irregular and at no spe- 
cial time, early or as late as 
nine o clock as the fancy or 
abundance of food influenced 
them. At this time they kept 
together in small family par- 
ties, uniting with others only 
when starting down for the 
HOUSE BOATING ON THE MIN RIVER 
From Foochow in quest of Silver Pheasants. 
other flocks, or more properly famil- 
ies, of pheasants in the hills farther 
to the east I found the same interest- 
ing relation between the two difter- 
ent groups of birds. 
SILVER PHEASANT COUNTRY 
Well up from the coast. 
evening drink. Mid-day was spent 
in dense bamboo thickets or tangles 
of thorn palms where observation of 
them was almost impossible. I once 
watched three birds apparently pick- 
ing ticks from one another's heads 
and even from under the uplifted 
wings, at full noon in the dense shade 
of some fallen vines. ‘Toward two 
in the afternoon of a partly cloudy 
day or about three if the sun shone 
warmly and _ uninterruptedly, the 
pheasants began calling to one an- 
other in undertones—sweet notes 
which much resemble the voice of 
our own bluebird, without, however, 
MATTING SAILS NEAR FOOCHOW the plaintive tremolo. The young 
The vegetation here has been trimmed for centuries for fuel birds—nearly in adult plumage as 
