MALAYAN ORNITHOLOGY. 135 
the day’s sport, I took them home, hoping to be able to rear them. 
At first they did very well, hopping about with a most sprightly 
gait, every now and then uttering a harsh croak and flirting up 
their. tails; they lived in perfect harmony with the Pheasants, 
Ground-Thrushes, Doves, and other members of the “ happy family” 
inhabiting my aviary, and fed freely on plantains, pine-apples, and 
other fruit; but in about a week, just as 1 began to have hopes of 
successfully bringing them up, they sickened and died. The sexes 
are alike. 
MecGaLr®MA DUVAUCELI (Less.). The Scarlet-eared Barbet. 
During the last week in August, while bird-hunting in the jun- 
gle, at the foot of Bukit Timah, on the island of Singapore, my 
attention was attracted by the peculiar cries of a pair of small, 
ereen-couloured birds. Creeping quietly through the bushes, I 
got unobserved beneath the tree on the topmost twig of which sat 
one of the birds, and watched it for several minutes. While send- 
ing forth its strange notes, which sounded like the words “ ter-rook ! 
ter-rook |”? uttered several times in succession, it sat perfectly still, 
with head raised, neck stretched out to its full extent, and throat 
distended, apparently quite absorbed in its vocal performance, and 
heedless of my presence till my shot brought it down. 
On dissection it proved to bea male; and its stomach was full 
of berries. Its companion, which I also shot, was of smaller size, 
and had very little black on its head; probably it was a female ; 
but, unfortunately, I did not examine it so as to make sure of the 
sex. 
The most noticeable characteristic of the species is the yreat 
length of the rictal bristles, which project even beyond the point 
of the beak. 
XANTHOLEMA WHMACEPHALA (Mill.). The Crimson-breasted 
Barbet. 
I found this little Barbet fairly plentiful in Pérak; I obtained 
it during March at Kwala Kangsa. 
Hearing a bird uttering a most peculiar, full, clear note in a 
tree within a few yards of my hut, I took out my gun, bent on 
securing what I felt sure was something new to me. Though but 
twelve or fifteen feet away, the bird’s voice was so deceptive, and 
