THE RUBY-THROATED HUMMING BIRD.

Is it a gem, half bird,

Or is it a bird, half gem?

--EDGAR FAWCETT.

Of all animated beings this is the most elegant in form and the most

brilliant in colors, says the great naturalist Buffon. The stones and

metals polished by our arts are not comparable to this jewel of Nature.

She has it least in size of the order of birds, _maxime miranda in

minimis_. Her masterpiece is the Humming bird, and upon it she has

heaped all the gifts which the other birds may only share. Lightness,

rapidity, nimbleness, grace, and rich apparel all belong to this little

favorite. The emerald, the ruby, and the topaz gleam upon its dress. It

never soils them with the dust of earth, and its aerial life scarcely

touches the turf an instant. Always in the air, flying from flower to

flower, it has their freshness as well as their brightness. It lives

upon their nectar, and dwells only in the climates where they

perennially bloom.

All kinds of Humming birds are found in the hottest countries of the New

World. They are quite numerous and seem to be confined between the two

tropics, for those which penetrate the temperate zones in summer stay

there only a short time. They seem to follow the sun in its advance and

retreat; and to fly on the zephyr wing after an eternal spring.

The smaller species of the Humming birds are less in size than the great

fly wasp, and more slender than the drone. Their beak is a fine needle

and their tongue a slender thread. Their little black eyes are like two

shining points, and the feathers of their wings so delicate that they

seem transparent. Their short feet, which they use very little, are so

tiny one can scarcely see them. They rarely alight during the day. They

have a swift continual humming flight. The movement of their wings is

so rapid that when pausing in the air, the bird seems quite motionless.

One sees him stop before a blossom, then dart like a flash to another,

visiting all, plunging his tongue into their hearts, flattening them

with his wings, never settling anywhere, but neglecting none. He hastens

his inconstancies only to pursue his loves more eagerly and to multiply

his innocent joys. For this light lover of flowers lives at their

expense without ever blighting them. He only pumps their honey, and

for this alone his tongue seems designed.

The vivacity of these small birds is only equaled by their courage, or

rather their audacity. Sometimes they may be seen furiously chasing

birds twenty times their size, fastening upon their bodies, letting

themselves be carried along in their flight, while they peck fiercely

until their tiny rage is satisfied. Sometimes they fight each other

vigorously. Impatience seems their very essence. If they approach a

blossom and find it faded, they mark their spite by a hasty rending of

the petals. Their only voice is a weak cry of _Screp, screp_, frequent

and repeated, which they utter in the woods from dawn until at the first

rays of the sun they all take flight and scatter over the country.

The Ruby-throat is the only native Humming bird of eastern North

America, where it is a common summer resident from May to October,

breeding from Florida to Labrador. The nest is a circle an inch and a

half in diameter, made of fern wood, plant down, and so forth, shingled

with lichens to match the color of the branch on which it rests. Its

only note is a shrill, mouse-like squeak.

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