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and are so prized, that a fine, well-instructed bird, has been 
known to sell for 4Z. 
We have spoken of our English Goat-suckers, hut there 
are many of this family never seen in our island, and far 
more interesting. In South America there are several sorts, 
whose notes are so singular, that the natives look upon them 
with a degree of awe and reverence, and will never kill them. 
They have received names from the different words they are 
supposed to speak, and absolutely bewilder strangers on first 
arriving in those parts. Thus, one of the most common will 
alight close to the door, and, on a person going out, will flit, 
and settle a few yards before him, crying out, “ Who are 
you? who, who, who are you?” another calls out, “ Work 
away, work away, work away !” a third, in a mournful tone, 
says, “ Willy come go; Willy, Willy, Willy come go !” while 
another, which is also a very common one, is known by the 
name of Whip-poor-Will, from constantly repeating these 
words. But the most extraordinary note yet remains to be 
mentioned, that of the Campanero, or Bell- Bird, found in 
South America, and also in Africa {Coting a carunculata). 
A traveller in the first-mentioned country speaks of it as 
never failing to attract the attention of a passenger, at a 
distance of even three miles, when it may he heard tolling, 
like a distant church-hell. When every other bird, during 
the heat of the day, has ceased to sing, and all nature is 
hushed in midnight silence, the Campanero alone is heard. 
Its toll sounds, then a pause for a minute, then another toll, 
then another pause, and then a toll, and again a pause. In 
Africa, two travelling missionaries have given nearly the 
same account, hut at somewhat greater length. They were 
journeying onwards, in the solitude of the wilderness, when 
the note of the Campanero fell upon their ear. “ ‘ Listen,’ 
said my companion, ‘ did not you hear a church-hell?’ We 
paused, and it tolled again; and so strong was the resem- 
blance, that we could scarcely persuade ourselves that we did 
not hear the low and solemn sound of a distant passing hell. 
When all was silent, it came at intervals upon the ear, heavy 
and slow, like a death-toll; all again was then silent, and then 
