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tiling's, not nearly so noisy as an ordinary Canary, and very 
tame. One wort! more, it is uliiiost as cheap to keep two little 
birds as one. anil I am quite sure they do better if they can 
answer each other, and sing more if there is a little i-ivalryi 
The Nest of the Grey-winged Ouzel. 
By Douglas Dt5war, I.C.S.. F.Z.S. 
As oui- admiralile editor recently succeeded in breedinji in 
his a\iary a pair of Grey-winyed Ouzels {Mcnda hoiilhoiil), it has 
occurred to me that the members of the Foreign Bird Olul) might 
be interested in the breeding operations of the bird in a state of 
nature. 
On several occasions this year I have listened with unal- 
loyed pleasure to the sweet Blackbird-like song of the Grey- 
winged Ouzel at Xaini Tal — a station in the Himalayas consisting 
of several hmidred bungalows dotted (m the Avell- wooded slopes 
that tower 1,200 feet above a large mountain lake that is itself 
U.OOO feet above the sea level. On the northern slope of one of 
the hills on the north side of the Naini Tal lake is a deep ravine 
through which runs a little stream. The sides of the i-avine are 
covered with trees — mainly rhododendron, oak, and holly. 
On July 1st, 1910, I went a thousand feet down this i-avine 
to visit a nest of the splendid Spotted Forktail {Hemicwns macula- 
tusj which I had discovered a week previously. Having duly 
inspected the blind, nearly naked, newly-hatched Forktails, I went 
further down the stream to try and see something of a pair of 
Red-billed Blue Magpies {Uroclssa occipitalis) — a species closely 
allied to the Yellow-billed Blue Magpie recently described by 
Captain Perreau in Bird Notes. 
The Magpies were not at home that afternoon, and while 
waiting for them I caught sight of a Ijird among the foliage below 
me of what I at first took to be a Himalayan Whistling Thrush 
{yiyiopkoneus teinminc/iij. 1 followed the movements of the bird 
with my field glasses afnd saw it eventually alight on part of the 
gnarled and twisted trunk of a rhodotlentlron tree. The bird had 
apparently caught sight of me and remained for several minutes 
motionless on the trunk. His whole attitude was that of a bird 
who had a nest to conceal. Closer inspection showed that he was 
a cock Grey-winged Ouzel. As I continued watching him a ray 
