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the honey tree, round which it was flitting, occasionally 
twittering. When they came toward the tree it perched 
silent and motionless in another, and thus continued while 
they took some honey—a risky business, as the bees were 
vicious. They did not observe what the bird then did; 
but Cuninghame told me that in one instance where a 
honey bird led him to honey he carefully watched it and 
saw it picking up either bits of honey and comb, or else, 
more probably, the bee grubs out of the comb, he could 
not be certain which. 
To my mind no more interesting incident occurred at 
this camp. 
