ZENAIDA DOVE. 357 



The cooing of this species so much resembles that of the Carolina 

 Dove, that, were it not rather soft, and heard in a part of the world where 

 the latter is never seen, you might easily take it for the notes of that 

 bird. Morning is the time chosen by the Zenaida Dove to repeat her 

 tender tales of love, which she does while perched on the low large branch 

 of some tree, but never from the ground. Heard in the wildest solitudes 

 of the Keys, these notes never fail to remind one that he is in the presence 

 and under the protection of the Almighty Creator. 



During mid-day, when the heat is almost insuffera;ble in the central 

 parts of the Keys resorted to by these birds, they are concealed and mute. 

 The silence of such a place at noon is extremely awful. Not a breath of 

 air is felt, nor an insect seen, and the scorching rays of the sun force 

 every animated being to seek for shelter and repose. 



From what I have said of the habits of the Zenaida Dove, you may 

 easily conceive how difficult a task it is to procure one. I have had full 

 experience of the difficulty, and entire satisfaction in surmounting it, for 

 in less than an hour, with the assistance of Captain Day, I shot nineteen 

 individuals, the internal and external examination of which enabled me to 

 understand something of their structure. 



The flesh is excellent, and they are generally very fat. They feed on 

 grass seeds, the leaves of aromatic plants, and various kinds of berries, 

 not excepting those of a tree which is extremely poisonous, — so much so, 

 that if the juice of it touch the skin of a man, it destroys it like aqua- 

 fortis. Yet these berries do not injure the health of the birds, although 

 they render their flesh bitter and unpalatable for a time. For this reason, 

 the fishermen and wreckers are in the habit of examining the crops of the 

 doves previous to cooking them. This, however, only takes place about 

 the time of their departure from the Keys, in the beginning of October. 

 They add particles of shell or gravel to their food. 



From my own observations, and the report of others, I am inclined 

 to believe that they raise only two broods each season. The young, 

 when yet unfledged, are of a deep leaden or purplish-grey colour, the bill 

 and legs black, nor is it until the return of spring that they attain their 

 full plumage. The male is larger than the female, and richer in the 

 colouring of its plumage. Their feathers fall off" at the slightest touch, 

 and like all other pigeons, when about to die, they quiver their wings 

 Avith great force. 



The branch on wliich I have represented these birds, belonged to a 



