46 CAMPS IN THE CARIBBEES. 
its beauty. The back is black with a blue shade, like 
blue-black velvet; wing and tail-coverts rich green 
with bronze reflections; all the feathers, be it noticed, 
changing with every light that falls upon them. There 
are two species that measure an inch less in length, 
that have the crimson or garnet throat replaced by 
metallic green and violet, and with backs of green 
instead of blue-black. The fourth, and smallest, is a 
little fellow, found everywhere, from coast to mountain- 
top, in the gardens of the town and over the barren 
hills. From his eccentric motions, he is called the 
“fou-fou,” or crazy-crazy, for he darts hither, thither, 
up, down, round and round, with seemingly aimless 
purpose. He is sober in hue, and has only a little 
pointed crest to give him beauty. But this little hel- 
met of metallic green, now shining golden, now pur- 
ple even, and steel-blue, flashes every ray of the sun 
from its bright surface. His head is generally carried 
with the beak pointing downward, so that the crest is 
always seen to the best, advantage. . 
There were three little chasseurs who used to sup- 
ply me with every bug and bird within their reach. 
It takes a boy, especially a boy of the woods, to find 
out the haunts of the denizens of the forest; and but 
for these little collectors, my specimens would have 
been fewer in number. Let us follow little Dan, the 
eldest and sharpest of the humming-bird hunters, as 
he goes out for birds. First he goes to a tree called 
the mountain palm, which replaces the cocoa palm 
in the mountains, the latter growing only along the 
coast. Beneath the tree are some fallen leaves, fif- 
teen feet in length; these he seizes and strips, leav- 
ing the mid-rib bare, a long, slender stem, tapering 
