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vainly endeavouring to force her way through the bars of the eage, simply 
sulked. They fed the youngster, who had been the innocent cause of their 
capture, no more. Once indeed I saw the father forget himself. He took some 
banana in his bill to his erring son, but when he was about to give it to him, 
he seemed suddenly to recollect that he was ina cage, and swallowed the 
morsel himself. In a week’s time they were taking their bath with the rest 
of their future companions : a sure proof of comparative contentment. The 
process of taming, with regard to the cock at least, was much accelerated by the 
good humour and attention of another bird, whose character I shall portray 
later on. 
THe OLive-GREEN TANAGER. 
No less than thirty-nine species of these fruit-eating tanagers belong to our 
colony. The next to fall into my hands was the olive-green tanager (Saltator 
magnus) commonly known as “ Tom Pitcher, ” an account of a fancied resemb- 
lance of its note to the name. Many local names of birds and animals in the 
colony are onomatopeeic. To me, the bird seems to say: “‘ Sweet, sweet 
Brickdam, yo’ know. ”’ 
The bird is the largest of the group, and much larger than all the preceding 
tanagers; the bill is shorter and blunt, giving the bird something of a 
chubby look; the tail, proportionately longer. Its colour above, as its 
name implies, is olive-green ; below, it is lightish grey with undefined down- 
ward streaks of a darker colour; it has a bright yellow eye-brow and a 
corresponding mark below the eye. It is a plump, sturdy bird, quite a handful, 
and rather stupid. 
A young specimen which had fallen out of the nest was brought tome as a 
young thrush. That it was not a thrush was very apparent. I fed the 
youngster forcibly for twelve days on bread and milk, and banana, and at 
last the bird realized that it was much more pleasant for it to open its bill 
when I presented the food than wait till I had gently but firmly prised it open 
with my finger-nail. Of the many birds I have reared by hand I don’t remem- 
ber any one of them to have acted so foolishly. 
The bird is common generally, and is often mistaken for a thrush, two species 
of which are counted here, and that probably on account of its somewhat 
thrush-like breast. It does much damage to gardens by nipping off succulent 
buds. In a cage it seems to take life with a stolid, tolerant, selfish and some- 
times querulous indifference, and so will never be taken up as a pet. 
Buack-Facep TANAGER OR BucKTOWN SACKI. 
A common and more beautiful bird is the black-faced tanager or, as it is 
generally known among schoolboys, the Bucktown (Calliste cayana). It got 
its vulgar name from the fact that it is common in buck-Indian villages. It is 
easily caught in a trap and as easily tamed. It isa much smaller bird than Tom 
Pitcher being only about five inches from tip of bill to tip of tail. It is a pretty 
bird of more than average intelligence and makes an admirable cage-bird. 
