LEUCOLEPIS. 367 



The following notes are quoted from Beebo (Our Search for 

 a Wilderness, p. 310) : — " The Necklaced Jungle Wren, or 

 Quadrille-bird as the natives know it, is a true Wren, barely four 

 inches in lengthy brown above, with a black collar spangled with 

 white. The face, throat, and breast are rich rufous, with the 

 lower parts pale brown. This is the singer. The song no man 

 may describe." 



Id. t. c. p. 330 : — " Two of the Jungle Wrens or Quadrille- 

 birds sang their incomparable strains, each with a theme of 

 its own. There is absolutely no other bird song wi(h which 

 to compare it. The timbre, when heard at a distance, is that 

 of the Wood-Thrush quality — sweet, liquid, and altogether 

 ethereal." 



The following notes are quoted from Beebe (Tropical Wild Life 

 in British Guiana, p. 233) :-^" I placed my hand against a small 

 sapling to steady myself, while watching further developments, 

 and carelessly gave it a little shake. The flash of a tiny pair of 

 wings almost in my face was the result, and the view of a little 

 brown bird as it rapidly disappeared into the undergrowth. 

 I looked at the sapling and saw a small bundle of leaves resting 

 upon a small branch about four feet from the ground. It had 

 passed unnoticed in the excitement of watching the' parrot and 

 the monkey. Then from the bushes came a few cheerful notes 

 from the most wonderful musical instrument of all, the throat of 

 the Quadrille-bird, and I felt that I had really discovered some- 

 thing worth while. 



" As my hiding place was too close io the nest, T chose another 

 position and sat down to await what would happen. From behind 

 a friendly screening bush the nest looked like a leafy vase held by 

 a twist of the funnel-shaped neck over a supporting branch. The 

 wily little bird was fully two hours in making up its mind to 

 enter its curious home, but it be could be seen dodging in and out 

 among the bushes close by, always too wary to take any chances 

 while the enemy was about. It did not scold as they usually do, 

 but every few minutes burst into song as if thus to find a vent for 

 its increasing excitement. Finally, about noon, when a heavy 

 shower of rain commenced, it entered to protect the eggs from a 

 wetting. 



"The nest was composed almost entirely of leaf skeletons, bound 

 tightly together with a fine fibres and a few blades of coarse grass. 

 The entrance passage was quite large and opened upon the small 



