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Mr. A. Newton on Mr. J. Wolley’s Discovery 
appreciate the colour red, or clearly determine when red did or 
did not enter into the composition of another hue. I have now 
before me a sketch made by him of one of the eggs obtained the 
first year, in which he has painted the ground of a bright 
pinky-orange—decidedly salmon-colour; but I have been unable 
to detect the original of this drawing in any of the eggs of that 
year, all of which I believe I have at some time or another seen ; 
and of the vast series now in my possession there is not a single 
specimen which, in my opinion, at all approaches “ salmon- 
colour.” I therefore, knowing how careful he always was in the 
choice of his words, can only attribute his making use of that 
term to this slight defect in his vision; and that this defect 
existed I had proof more than once; and, indeed, on one occasion 
he told me he had satisfied himself of this tendency to “ colour¬ 
blindness ” where anything like red was concerned. The original 
of fig. 6 is certainly of a warmer tint than is usually found; but 
my series is not without several examples of it. I also possess 
some specimens of a pale and very beautiful variety, almost 
destitute of dark spots, but with large blotches of tender lilac. 
Excepting in the case of the American allied species, and the 
Australian bird before mentioned, I know of no eggs which can 
be said to bear any close resemblance to those of the Waxwing. 
This same year (1858) saw anEnglishman, however, accomplish 
what Mr. Wolley only partially succeeded in doing. The in¬ 
teresting account of an independent discovery of the breeding of 
the Waxwing, with which the kindness of Mr. H. E. Dresser has 
furnished me, will, I am sure, be read with pleasure, and I leave 
that gentleman to narrate his exploit in his own language :— 
“ In 1858 I was a short time in Uleaborg, while on my way 
from Stockholm via Tornea to St. Petersburg, and having a 
little time on my hands, I spent it in company with Mr. John 
Granberg of Uleaborg, collecting in the neighbourhood of the 
town. We intended to pass a day or two amongst the small 
islands near the harbour, and determined to visit one called 
Sandon, about four Swedish (twenty-seven English) miles from 
Uleaborg. 
“We (that is, Granberg, a student by name Heikel, and myself) 
left the town on the evening of the 3rd of July, in a little boat, 
