3']G Sir WiUimii Ingram's Birds of Paradise. 
William for his enthusiastic spirit and far-seeing action in safeguarding 
for future generations, maybe, a genus of birds likely at some period 
to be decimated by the plumage hunter. We cannot tell, but it is quite 
a reasonable possibility, that aviculturists of another generation will have 
reason to remember Sir William Ingram's wise, if somewhat costlj' de- 
termination to carry out an idea, a hobby, or by any other appellation 
one desires to call a purpose carried through . I have kept Paradise birds, 
I fear the time is past for me to hope to have their likes again, but I' 
shall never forget the beautiful sight of seeing, such as ; Paradisea 
minor, apoda, and raggiana, displaying in their respective aviaries vifith 
the sui' playing on their lovely plumes. The display is charming 
cnoiigh, but the added beauty of sunlight on their exquisite .Tml deli- 
cately shaded garments is past the power of my pen to describe . Thus 
I make no excuse for envying Bobs in his daily round of watchfulness, 
and may he be long spared to see the continuance of the progressiva 
results already attained. 0. MILLSUM. 
LITTLE TOBAGO. 
T}iii Adopted Island Home of the Birds of Pvuadise 
" Gettinp over to this island from the bay just below Mr. H. H. Tuc- 
ker's house at Spey Side, which is situated on the larger island of Tobago, 
is not exactly such an easy task as is walking across the Savannah at 
Port of Spain ; for instance, if the sea happens to be choppy, and 
roUin^; under the influence of a ground swell, as was the case when two 
of us were permitted to visit there on July 21st, 1914. Between To- 
bago itself and Little Tobago lies a mass of rocky formation known as 
Goat Island, and it was while hugging the shore of this and passing round 
the northern end that our boat became nothing more than a mere play- 
thing — a battledore and shuttlecock — in the midst of the angry, merciless 
waves, for we were, during an interval of ten or more minutes, helplessly 
tossed and thrown about with now and again a douche of sea water finding 
its waj' right upon us and into the boat. It was then that, thoughts 
were deep and silent as to momentarily possible results, notwithstanding 
that we were in as trongly built four-oared boat, manned by four sturdy 
oarsmen, and the captain of the crew, at the helm, who was in charge, 
and had control of the rudder. However, " all's well that ends 
well," and so it was with us, as we were subsequently amply rewarded 
by landing in Little Tobago something under an hour's pull from the 
start. Once ashore we were met by Sir William Ingram's caretaker, 
who turned out to be a versatile, kindly hearted and a most interesting 
entertainer, in the person of Mr. Bob Herold, native of Zurich, in Swit- 
zerland, or, as he desires to be called, "Robinson Crusoe." All that 
could be desired with atmospheric influences we had in breezy, sunny 
weather The attraction which prompted us to arrange to go to Bobs' 
" Paradise Island," was to see, if possible, some of the Birds of Para- 
dise, which the owner of the island, Sir William Ingram, had placed 
thereon, direct from their native haunts away in far off New Guinea, 
and in this respect we were successful for a little while before return- 
ing back again to Tobago two of these priceless creatures flew across 
