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With many of the feathered race, he pays the 
common tribute of a morning and an evening song; 
and even when the meridian sun has shut in silence 
the mouths of almost the whole of animated nature, 
the campanero still cheers the forest. You hear his 
toll, and then a pause for a minute, then another 
toll, and then a pause again, and then a toll, and 
again a pause. Then he is silent for six or eight 
minutes, and then another toll, and so on. Acteon 
would stop in mid chace, Maria would defer her 
evening song, and Orpheus himself would drop his 
lute to listen to him, so sweet, so novel, and romantic 
is the toll of the pretty snow-white campanero. He 
is never seen to feed with the other cotingas, nor is 
it known in what part of Guiana he makes his nest. 
While the cotingas attract your attention by their 
superior plumage, the singular form of the toucan 
makes a lasting impression on your memory. There 
are three species of toucans in Demerara, and three 
diminutives, which may be called toucanets. The 
largest of the first species frequents the mangrove 
trees on the sea-coast. He is never seen in the in¬ 
terior till you reach Macoushia, where he is found 
in the neighbourhood of the river Tacatou. The 
other two species are very common. They feed 
entirely on the fruits of the forest, and though of the 
pie kind, never kill the young of other birds, or 
touch carrion. The larger is called Bouradi by the 
Indians, (which means nose,) the other, Scirou. 
They seem partial to each other’s company, and often 
resort to the same feeding tree, and retire together 
SECOND 
JOURNEY. 
The Tou¬ 
can. 
