﻿LIST 
  OF 
  PHOTOGRAVURES 
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  Plate 
  LXVI. 
  BURMESE 
  BARRED-BACKED 
  PHEASANT 
  Syrmaticus 
  humiae 
  

  

  burmanicus 
  (Oates) 
  ....... 
  Facing 
  page 
  184 
  

  

  Painted 
  by 
  G. 
  E, 
  Lodge. 
  

  

  It 
  is 
  seldom 
  that 
  these 
  pheasants 
  make 
  their 
  way 
  down 
  to 
  the 
  low 
  plains, 
  but 
  even 
  in 
  

   their 
  mountain 
  home 
  few 
  specimens 
  are 
  trapped, 
  as 
  they 
  have 
  the 
  habit 
  of 
  flying 
  over 
  the 
  

   deadly 
  bamboo 
  fence 
  of 
  the 
  natives, 
  instead 
  of 
  attempting 
  to 
  walk 
  through 
  the 
  dead-fall 
  

   guarded 
  openings. 
  

  

  1 
  found 
  them 
  feeding 
  on 
  seeds 
  and 
  berries, 
  and 
  associated 
  in 
  pairs. 
  They 
  are 
  shy, 
  and 
  

   a 
  fleeting 
  glimpse 
  of 
  a 
  blue-headed, 
  wine-coloured 
  bird, 
  splashed 
  with 
  white, 
  was 
  the 
  usual 
  

   result 
  of 
  a 
  long 
  and 
  patient 
  stalk. 
  

  

  Plate 
  LXVI 
  I. 
  ELLIOT'S 
  PHEASANT 
  Syrmaticus 
  ellioti 
  (Swinhoe) 
  . 
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  page 
  i8 
  8 
  

  

  Painted 
  by 
  L. 
  A. 
  Fuertes. 
  

  

  While 
  not 
  rare 
  in 
  captivity 
  and 
  breeding 
  rather 
  freely, 
  Elliot's 
  Pheasants 
  are 
  uncommon 
  

   in 
  all 
  their 
  wild 
  haunts. 
  Added 
  to 
  this, 
  they 
  are 
  timid 
  and 
  unusually 
  silent 
  birds, 
  and 
  prefer 
  

   to 
  run 
  than 
  fly 
  whenever 
  danger 
  threatens. 
  Their 
  patterns 
  and 
  colours 
  form 
  a 
  complex 
  design, 
  

   which 
  in 
  brilliant 
  sunlight 
  is 
  a 
  very 
  beautiful 
  mosaic, 
  quite 
  unlike 
  that 
  of 
  any 
  other 
  pheasant. 
  

  

  Plate 
  LXVIII. 
  MIKADO 
  PHEASANT 
  Syrmaticus 
  mikado 
  (Grant) 
  . 
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  page 
  196 
  

  

  Painted 
  by 
  G. 
  E. 
  Lodge. 
  

  

  This 
  bird 
  received 
  its 
  name 
  from 
  two 
  long, 
  black, 
  central 
  tail-feathers 
  taken 
  from 
  the 
  head- 
  

   dress 
  of 
  a 
  Formosan 
  savage. 
  Later 
  the 
  same 
  collector 
  who 
  obtained 
  them 
  was 
  fortunate 
  

   enough 
  to 
  secure 
  living 
  specimens 
  of 
  this 
  splendid 
  purple 
  and 
  black 
  pheasant. 
  

  

  The 
  birds 
  appear 
  to 
  be 
  confined 
  to 
  the 
  region 
  of 
  Mount 
  Arizan, 
  in 
  the 
  centre 
  of 
  Formosa, 
  

   at 
  an 
  elevation 
  of 
  six 
  thousand 
  feet 
  and 
  up. 
  Among 
  the 
  oaks, 
  pines 
  and 
  scrub 
  bamboo 
  

   clinging 
  to 
  the 
  more 
  or 
  less 
  precipitous 
  sides 
  of 
  the 
  great 
  mountain 
  the 
  Mikado 
  Pheasants 
  

   make 
  their 
  home. 
  

  

  PHOTOGRAVURES 
  

  

  Photogravure 
  40. 
  GARHWAL 
  HOME 
  OF 
  THE 
  KOKLASS 
  PHEASANT 
  

  

  Pliotographs 
  by 
  William 
  Beebe. 
  Facing 
  page 
  14 
  

  

  In 
  May 
  I 
  found 
  Koklass 
  in 
  pairs 
  among 
  the 
  great 
  forests 
  of 
  deodar, 
  fir 
  and 
  oak 
  in 
  native 
  

   Garhwal. 
  On 
  the 
  steep 
  upper 
  slopes 
  the 
  trunks 
  of 
  these 
  splendid 
  trees 
  all 
  spring 
  diagonally 
  

   from 
  the 
  ground 
  and 
  at 
  once 
  make 
  a 
  sharp 
  curve 
  upward, 
  standing 
  straight 
  as 
  plummets 
  — 
  

   living 
  guides 
  to 
  the 
  angle 
  of 
  the 
  slope. 
  

  

  The 
  park-like 
  spaces 
  between 
  the 
  trees, 
  thick 
  with 
  generations 
  of 
  needles, 
  purple 
  and 
  

   white 
  anemones 
  and 
  the 
  abundant 
  long-stemmed 
  strawberry, 
  are 
  favourite 
  feeding-grounds 
  of 
  

   the 
  Koklass. 
  Here 
  they 
  scratch 
  deep 
  holes 
  in 
  the 
  debris 
  of 
  the 
  forest 
  floor 
  in 
  search 
  of 
  grubs 
  

   and 
  other 
  insects. 
  

  

  Photogravure 
  41. 
  WESTERN 
  HIMALAYAN 
  HOME 
  OF 
  THE 
  CHEER 
  

  

  PHEASANT 
  Facing 
  page 
  56 
  

  

  Photographs 
  by 
  IVilliam 
  Beebe. 
  

  

  Where 
  the 
  spires 
  of 
  tens 
  of 
  thousands 
  of 
  deodars 
  and 
  spruce 
  climb 
  the 
  mountains, 
  and 
  close 
  

   around 
  the 
  out-jutting 
  boulders, 
  the 
  hardy 
  Cheer 
  Pheasants 
  spend 
  their 
  days, 
  feeding, 
  sunning 
  

   themselves, 
  or 
  dusting 
  their 
  plumage 
  at 
  the 
  very 
  brink 
  of 
  the 
  precipices. 
  

  

  The 
  open 
  slopes 
  and 
  cliffs 
  are 
  steep, 
  and 
  as 
  I 
  climbed 
  them 
  in 
  search 
  of 
  the 
  Cheer, 
  I 
  had 
  

   to 
  cling 
  to 
  the 
  shrubs, 
  bright 
  with 
  clusters 
  of 
  scarlet 
  rhododendron 
  blooms, 
  and 
  to 
  the 
  rocks 
  to 
  

   aid 
  my 
  unsteady, 
  shifting 
  footing. 
  For 
  yards 
  I 
  trampled 
  on 
  edelweiss 
  and 
  myriads 
  of 
  tiny, 
  

   pale 
  blue 
  forget-me-nots, 
  while 
  on 
  the 
  shady 
  sides 
  of 
  the 
  rocks 
  begonias 
  carpeted 
  the 
  bare 
  

   surface, 
  their 
  dainty 
  pink 
  blossoms 
  waving 
  on 
  long, 
  curved 
  stalks 
  with 
  every 
  breath 
  of 
  the 
  

   mountain 
  breeze. 
  

  

  