NOTES. 513. 
wehs pale straw yellow; claws dark yellow with blotches of dusky 
brown bed. 
Specimen No. 16. 
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Colors of soft parts exactly similar to those of No. 8, except in the 
following instances :— 
Orbital region, the whole of it pale lemon yellow; forehead largely 
developed. skin over it rather rough ; tarsus and toes pale lemon yellow, 
darker above knee; in front of tarsus and toes a pinkish yellow ; pouch 
deep gamboge yellow. 
This bird evidently is the full adult male ; its testes were very largely 
developed. 
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Hotes. 
I am very glad to be able to give, before “Stray Feathers” 
altogether disappears, a fine plate, prepared under the kind 
supervision of my esteemed friend Mr. J. H. Gurney, of PERNIS 
TWEEDALIL, ‘Mobis, already referred to ante, pp. 446—8 
and 122, 123. I have nothing now to add to what has been 
already said by Mr. Gurney and myself in regard to this 
species. 
NEITHER the large Flamingo (944.— PHENICOPTERUS ROSEUS, 
Pall.) nor the small Ruddy one (94457s—P. MINOR, G. St. 
Hil.) so far as I have yet been able to ascertain breeds any- 
where in India. The larger species breeds in enormous 
companies towards the head of the Persian Gulf, and I have 
had simply hundreds of eggs of this species sent me thence. 
Where the small one breeds, if at all out of Africa, I do not 
know; but both species frequent the Sambhur lake as 
seasonal visitants, and are much esteemed there for the table, 
and deservedly so since, when in the fine condition they there 
soon assume, they are, I used to think in my old unregenerate 
kreophagite days, superior to the best stubble-fed goose I 
ever tasted. 
But, though neither species, so far as I have yet been able to 
discover (and it may be imagined that I have had them well 
searched for), breeds either at Sambhur or anywhere else in 
India, both species have an untidy habit of dropping their 
eggs about at the lake before leaving. 
I have had several eggs of both sent me from time to time 
picked up at the lake’s edge, or on some mud bank—eggs 
mostly quite fresh when found—and many more eggs of the 
same kind than I have seen or heard of have, I know, been 
converted into omelettes and otherwise sacrilegiously disposed 
of. Now to-day my friend Mr. Ashton sends me an egg of the 
large species picked up on the morning of the 5th of 
