CHAPTER 7.

Climate of the north-eastern side of Nicaragua.

Excursions around Santo Domingo.

The Artigua.

Corruption of ancient names.

Butterflies, spiders, and wasps.

Humming-birds, beetles, and ants.

Plants and trees.

Timber.

Monkey attacked by eagle.

White-faced monkey.

Anecdotes of a tame one.

Curassows and other game birds.

Trogons, woodpeckers, mot-mots, and toucans.

THE climate of Santo Domingo and of the whole north-eastern side of

Nicaragua is a very damp one. The rains set in in May, and continue

with occasional intermission until the following January, when the

dry season of a little more than three months begins. Even during

the short-lived summer there are occasional rains, so that although

the roads dry up, vegetation never does, the ground in the woods is

ever moist, and the brooks perennial. In the shady forest,

mosquitoes and sand-flies are rather troublesome; but the large

cleared space about the houses of the mining company is almost free

from them, and in the beautiful light evenings one can sit under

the verandahs undisturbed, watching the play of the moonbeams on

the silky leaves of the bananas, the twinkling north star just

peeping over the range in front, with "Charlie's Wain" in the upper

half of its endless circlings, whilst in the opposite direction the

eye rests on the beautiful constellations of the southern

hemisphere. On the darkest nights innumerable fire-flies flash

their intermittent lights as they pass amongst the low bushes or

herbage, making another twinkling firmament on earth. On other

evenings, sitting inside with lighted candles and wide opened

doors, great bats flap inside, make a round of the apartment, and

pass out again, whilst iris-winged moths, attracted by the light,

flit about the ceiling, or long-horned beetles flop down on the

table. In this way I made my first acquaintance with many

entomological rarities.* (* In moths, numerous fine Sphingidae and

Bombycidae; and in beetles, amongst many others, the rare Xestia

nitida (Bates) and Hexoplon albipenne (Bates) were first described

from these evening captures.)

The heaviest rains fall in July and August, and at these times the

brooks are greatly swollen. The one in front of my house sometimes

carried away the little wooden bridge that crossed it, and for an

hour or two became impassable, but subsided again almost as soon as

the heavy rain ceased falling, for the watershed above does not

extend far. Every year our operations were impeded by runs in the

mines, or by small landslips stopping up our tramways and levels,

or floods carrying away our dam or breaking our watercourses; but

after August we considered our troubles on this score at an end for

the season. Occasionally the rains lasted three or four days

without intermission, but generally they would come on in the

afternoon, and there would be a downpour, such as is only seen in

the tropics, for an hour or two, then some clear weather, until

another great bank of clouds rolled up from the north-east and sent

down another deluge. In September, October, and November there are

breaks of fine weather, sometimes lasting for a fortnight; but

December is generally a very wet month, the rains extending far

into January, so that it is not until February that the roads begin

to dry up.

I had much riding about. The mines worked by us, when I first went

out, extended from Consuelo, a mile higher up the valley, to Pavon,

a mile below Santo Domingo; and even after I had concentrated our

operations on those nearer to our reduction works, there were many

occasions for me to ride into the woods. I had to look after our

wood-cutters and charcoal-burners, to see that they did not

encroach upon the lands of our neighbours, as they were inclined to

do, and involve us in squabbles and lawsuits; paths had to be

opened out, to bring in nispera and cedar timber, our property

surveyed, and new mines, found in the woods, visited and explored.

Besides this, I spent most of my spare time in the forest, which

surrounded us on every side. Longer excursions were frequent. The

Nicaraguans, like all Spanish Americans, are very litigious, and

every now and then I would be summoned, as the representative of

the company, to appear at Libertad, Juigalpa, or Acoyapo, to answer

some frivolous complaint, generally made with the expectation of

extorting money, but entertained and probably remanded from time to

time by unscrupulous judges, who are so badly paid by the

government that they have to depend upon the fees of suitors for

their support, and are much open to corruption. These rides and

strolls into the woods were very fruitful in natural-history

acquisitions and observations. I shall give an account of some of

those made in the immediate vicinity of Santo Domingo, and I wish I

could transfer to my readers some of the pleasure that they

afforded me. They gave the relief that enabled me to carry on for

years an incessant struggle, under great difficulties, to bring the

mines into a paying state, continually hampered for want of

sufficient capital, with most inadequate machinery, and all the

annoyances, delays, and disappointments inevitable in carrying on

such a precarious enterprise as gold-mining far in the interior of

a half-civilised country.

The brook that ran at the foot of the bank below my house, and

there called the "Quebrada de Santo Domingo," is dignified half a

mile lower down, after passing the mines of the Javali Company and

receiving the waters of another brook coming down from the

westward, by the name of the Javali river. The Indians, however,

both at the Indian village of Carca, seven miles back in the

mountains, and those lower down the river itself, call it "Artigua."

The preservation of these old Indian names is important, as they

might some time or other throw considerable light on the early

inhabitants of the country. In all parts of the world the names of

mountains, valleys, lakes, and rivers are among the most certain

memorials of the ancient inhabitants. The reason the names of the

natural features of a country remain unchanged under the sway of

successive nations, speaking totally different languages, appears

to be this. The successful invaders of a country, even in the most

cruel times, never exterminated the people they conquered; at the

least, the young women were spared. The conquerors established

their own language, and to everything they had known in their own

land they gave their own names; but to things quite new to them,

which nearly always included the mountains, valleys, lakes, and

rivers, and often the towns and many of the natural productions,

they accepted the existing names from the survivors of the

conquered people. Often the names were corrupted, the new

inhabitants altering them just a little, to render their

pronunciation easier, or to make them significant in their own

language. Thus the fruit of the Persea gratissima was called

"ahuacatl" by the ancient Mexicans; the Spaniards corrupted it to

"avocado," which means an advocate; and our sailors still further,

to "alligator pears." The town of Comelapa, in Chontales, the name

of which means, in Spanish, "Eat a macaw," is undoubtedly a

corruption of some old Indian name of similar form to that of the

neighbouring village of Comoapa, although the Spaniards give an

absurd explanation of it, evidently invented, according to which it

was so called because a sick man was cured of a deadly disease by

eating the bird indicated.

The Artigua--I shall call it so, to do what I can to save the name

from oblivion--is woefully polluted by the gold-mining on its

banks, and flows, a dark muddy stream, through the village of Santo

Domingo, and just below it precipitates itself one hundred and

twenty feet over a rocky fall. One of the forest roads leads down

its banks for several miles to some small clearings, where a few

scattered, Spanish-speaking Indians and half-breeds cultivate maize

and plantains. After leaving Santo Domingo, it at first follows the

left bank of the stream, through low bushes and small trees of

second growth, then crosses a beautiful clear brook coming down

from the east, and finally winding round a slope covered with great

trees and dense undergrowth, reaches the site chosen for the

machinery at Pavon, where a large space has been cleared, much of

which is covered with grass. After descending a steep hill, the

Artigua, with its muddy water, is crossed. Here, in the dry season,

in the hot afternoons, the wet sandy banks were the favourite

resorts of multitudes of butterflies, that gathered in great masses

on particular moist spots in such numbers that with one swoop of my

net I have enclosed more than thirty in its gauzy folds. These

butterflies were principally different species of Callidryas,

yellow and white, mixed with brown and red species of Timetes,

which, when disturbed, rose in a body and circled about; on the

ground, looking like a bouquet; when rising, like a fountain of

flowers. In groups, by themselves, would be five or six specimens

of yellow and black Papilios, greedily sucking up the moisture, and

vibrating their wings, now and then taking short flights and

settling again to drink. Hesperidae, too, abounded; and in a

favourable afternoon more than twenty different species of

butterflies might be taken at these spots, the finest being a

lovely white, green, and black swallow-tailed Papilio, the first

capture of which filled me with delight. Near the river were some

fallen-down wooden sheds, partly overgrown with a red-flowered

vine. Here a large spider (Nephila) built strong yellow silken

webs, joined one on to the other, so as to make a complete curtain

of web, in which were entangled many large butterflies, generally

forest species, caught when flying across the clearing. I was at

first surprised to find that the kinds that frequent open places

were not caught, although they abounded on low white-flowered

shrubs close to the webs; but, on getting behind them, and trying

to frighten them within the silken curtain, their instinct taught

them to avoid it, for, although startled, they threaded their way

through open spaces and between the webs with the greatest ease. It

was one instance of many I have noticed of the strong instinct

implanted in insects to avoid their natural enemies. I shall

mention two others. The Heliconidae, a tribe of butterflies

peculiar to tropical America, with long, narrow, weak wings, are

distasteful to most animals: I have seen even spiders drop them out

of their webs again; and small monkeys, which are extremely fond of

insects, will not eat them, as I have proved over and over again.

Probably, in consequence of this special protection, they have not

needed stronger wings, and hence their weak flight. They are also

very bold, allowing one to walk close up to flowers on which they

alight. There is one genus with transparent wings that frequents

the white-flowered shrubs in the clearings, and I have sometimes

advanced my hand within six inches of them without frightening

them. There is, however, a yellow and black banded wasp that

catches them to store his nest with; and whenever one of these came

about, they would rise fluttering in the air, where they were safe,

as I never saw the wasp attack them on the wing. It would hawk

round the groups of shrubs, trying to pounce on one unawares; but

their natural dread of this foe made it rather difficult to do so.

When it did catch one, it would quietly bite off its wings, roll it

up into a ball, and fly off with it. Again, the cockroaches that

infest the houses of the tropics are very wary, as they have

numerous enemies--birds, rats, scorpions, and spiders: their long,

trembling antennae are ever stretched out, as if feeling the very

texture of the air around them; and their long legs quickly take

them out of danger. Sometimes I tried to chase one of them up to a

corner where on the wall a large cockroach-eating spider stood

motionless, looking out for his prey; the cockroach would rush away

from me in great fear; but as soon as it came within a foot of its

mortal foe nothing would force it onwards, but back it would

double, facing all the danger from me rather than advance nearer to

its natural enemy.

To return to the spiders. Besides the large owner and manufacturer

of each web who was stationed near its centre, there were on the

outskirts several very small ones, belonging, I think, to two

different species. I sometimes threw a fly into one of the webs.

The large spider would seize it and commence sucking its blood. The

small ones, attracted by the sight of the prey, would advance

cautiously from the circumference, but generally stop short about

halfway up the web, evidently afraid to come within reach of the

owner; thus having to content themselves with looking at the

provisions, like hungry urchins nosing the windows of an

eating-house. Sometimes a more audacious one would advance closer,

but the owner would, when it came within reach, quickly lift up one

of its feet and strike at it, like a feeding horse kicking at

another that came near its provender, and the intruder would have

to retire discomfited. These little spiders probably fed on minute

insects entangled in the web, too small for the consideration of

the huge owner, to whom they may be of assistance in clearing it.

(PLATE 9. HUMMING-BIRDS (Florisuga mellivora, LINN.).)

(PLATE 10. TONGUE OF HUMMING-BIRD AND WOODPECKER.

TONGUE OF HUMMING-BIRD, WITH THE BLADES A LITTLE OPENED.

TONGUE OF LARGE RED-CRESTED WOODPECKER.)

Soon after crossing the muddy Artigua below Pavon, a beautifully

clear and sparkling brook is reached, coming down to join its pure

waters with the soiled river below. In the evening this was a

favourite resort of many birds that came to drink at the pellucid

stream, or catch insects playing above the water. Amongst the last

was the beautiful blue, green, and white humming-bird (Florisuga

mellivora, Linn.); the head and neck deep metallic-blue, bordered

on the back by a pure white collar over the shoulders, followed by

deep metallic-green; on the underside the blue neck is succeeded by

green, the green from the centre of the breast to the end of the

tail by pure white; the tail can be expanded to a half circle, and

each feather widening towards the end makes the semicircle complete

around the edge. When catching the ephemeridae that play above the

water, the tail is not expanded: it is reserved for times of

courtship. I have seen the female sitting quietly on a branch, and

two males displaying their charms in front of her. One would shoot

up like a rocket, then suddenly expanding the snow-white tail like

an inverted parachute, slowly descend in front of her, turning

round gradually to show off both back and front. The effect was

heightened by the wings being invisible from a distance of a few

yards, both from their great velocity of movement and from not

having the metallic lustre of the rest of the body. The expanded

white tail covered more space than all the rest of the bird, and

was evidently the grand feature in the performance. Whilst one was

descending, the other would shoot up and come slowly down,

expanded. The entertainment ended in a fight between the two

performers; but whether the more beautiful or the more pugnacious

were the accepted suitor, I know not. Another fine humming-bird

seen about this brook was the long-billed, fire-throated

Heliomaster pallidiceps (Gould), generally engaged in probing long

narrow-throated red flowers, forming, with their attractive nectar,

complete traps for the small insects on which the humming-birds

principally feed, the bird returning the favour by carrying the

pollen of one flower to another. A third species, also seen at this

brook, Petasophora delphinae, Less., is of a dull brown colour,

with brilliant purple ear-feathers and metallic-green throat. Both

it and Florisuga mellivora are short billed, generally catching

flying insects, and do not frequent flowers so much as other

humming-birds. I have seen the Petasophora fly into the centre of a

dancing column of midges and rapidly darting first at one and then

at another, secure half-a-dozen of the tiny flies before the column

was broken up; then retire to a branch and wait until it was

re-formed, when it made another sudden descent on them. A fourth

species (Heliothrix barroti, Bourc.), brilliant green above, white

below, with a shining purple crest, has also a short bill, and I

never saw it about flowers, but always hovering underneath leaves

and searching for the small soft-bodied spiders that are found

there. Two of them that I examined had these spiders in their

crops. I have no doubt many humming-birds suck the honey from

flowers, as I have seen it exude from their bills when shot, but

others do not frequent them. The principal food of all is small

insects. I have examined scores of them, and never without finding

insects in their crops. Their generally long bills have been spoken

of by some naturalists as tubes into which they suck the honey by a

piston-like movement of the tongue; but suction in the usual way

would be just as effective; and I am satisfied that this is not the

primary use of the tongue, nor of the mechanism which enables it to

be exserted to a great length beyond the end of the bill. The

tongue, for one-half of its length, is semi-horny and cleft in two,

the two halves are laid flat against each other when at rest, but

can be separated at the will of the bird and form a delicate

pliable pair of forceps, most admirably adapted for picking out

minute insects from amongst the stamens of the flowers. The

woodpecker, which has a similar extensile mechanism for exserting

its tongue to a great length, also uses it to procure its food--in

its case soft grubs from holes in rotten trees--and to enable it to

pull these out, the end of the tongue is sharp and horny, and

barbed with short stiff recurved bristles.

Continuing down the river, the road again crosses it, and enters on

the primeval forest almost untouched by the hand of man, excepting

in spots where the trees that furnish the best charcoal have been

cut down by the charcoal-burners, or a gigantic isolated cedar

(Cedrela odorata) has been felled for shingles, bringing down in

its fall a number of the neighbouring trees entangled in the great

bush ropes. Such open spots, letting in the sunshine into the thick

forests, were favourite stopping-places; for numerous butterflies

frequent them, all beautiful and most varied in their colours and

marking. The fallen trees, too, are the breeding-places of

multitudes of beetles, whose larvae riddle them with holes. Some

beetles frequent different varieties of timber, others are peculiar

to a single tree. The most noticeable of these beetles are the

numerous longicorns, to the collection of which I paid a great deal

of attention, and brought home more than three hundred species.

More than one-half of these were new to science, and have been

described by Mr. Bates. To show how prolific the locality was in

insect life, I need only state that about two hundred and ninety of

the species were taken within a radius of four miles, having on one

side the savannahs near Pital, on the other the ranges around Santo

Domingo. Some run and fly only in the daytime, others towards

evening and in the short twilight; but the great majority issue

from their hiding-places only in the night-time, and during the day

lie concealed in withered leaves, beneath fallen logs, under bark,

and in crevices amongst the moss growing on the trunks of trees, or

even against the bare trunk, protected from observation by their

mottled brown, grey, and greenish tints--assimilating in colour and

appearance to the bark of the tree. Up and down the fallen timber

would stalk gigantic black ants, one inch in length, provided with

most formidable stings, and disdaining to run away from danger.

They are slow and stately in their movements, seeming to prey

solely on the slow-moving wood-borers, which they take at a great

disadvantage when half buried in their burrows, and bear off in

their great jaws. They appear to use their sting only as a

defensive weapon; but other smaller species that hunt singly, and

are very agile, use their stings to paralyse their prey. I once saw

one of these on the banks of the Artigua chasing a wood-louse

(Oniscus), very like our common English species, on a nearly

perpendicular slope. The wood-louse, when the ant got near it, made

convulsive springs, throwing itself down the slope, whilst the ant

followed, coursing from side to side, and examining the ground with

its vibrating antennae. The actions of the wood-louse resembled

that of the hunted hare trying to throw the dog off its scent, and

the ant was like the dog in its movements to recover the trail. At

last the wood-louse reached the bottom of the slope, and concealed

itself amongst some leaves; but the ant soon discovered it,

paralysed it with a sting, and was running away with it, turned

back downwards, beneath itself, when I secured the hunter for my

collection. All these ants that hunt singly have the eyes well

developed, and thus differ greatly from the Ecitons, or army ants.

The road, continuing down the Artigua, crosses it again, winds away

from it, then comes to it again, at a beautiful rocky spot overhung

by trees; the banks covered with plants and shrubs, and the rocks

with a great variety of ferns, whilst a babbling, clear brook comes

down from the ranges to the right. Some damp spots near the river

are covered with a carpet of a beautiful variegated, velvety-leaved

plant (Cyrtodeira chontalensis) with a flower like an achimenes,

whilst the dryer slopes bear melastomae and a great variety of

dwarf palms, amongst which the Sweetie (Geonoma sp.), used for

thatching houses, is the most abundant. About here grows a species

of cacao (Herrania purpurea) differing from the cultivated species

(Theobroma cacao). Amongst the larger trees is the "cortess,"

having a wood as hard as ebony, and at the end of March entirely

covered with brilliant yellow flowers, unrelieved by any green, the

tree casting its leaves before flowering. The great yellow domes

may be distinguished amongst the dark green forest at the distance

of five or six miles. Near at hand they are absolutely dazzling

when the sun is shining on them; and when they shed their flowers,

the ground below is carpeted as with gold. Another valuable timber

tree, the "nispera" (Achras sapota), is also common, growing on the

dryer ridges. It attains to a great size, and its timber is almost

indestructible, so that we used it in the construction of all our

permanent works. White ants do not eat it, nor, excepting when

first cut, and before it is barked, do any of the wood-boring

beetles. It bears a round fruit about the size of an apple, hard

and heavy when green, and at this time is much frequented by the

large yellowish-brown spider-monkeys (Ateles), which roam over the

tops of the trees in bands of from ten to twenty. Sometimes they

lay quiet until I was passing underneath, and then shaking a branch

of the nispera tree, they would send down a shower of the hard

round fruit. Fortunately I was never struck by them. As soon as I

looked up, they would commence yelping and barking, and putting on

the most threatening gestures, breaking off pieces of branches and

letting them fall, and shaking off more fruit, but never throwing

anything, simply letting it fall. Often, when on lower trees, they

would hang from the branches two or three together, holding on to

each other and to the branch with their fore feet and long tail,

whilst their hind feet hung down, all the time making threatening

gestures and cries. Occasionally a female would be seen carrying a

young one on its back, to which it clung with legs and tail, the

mother making its way along the branches, and leaping from tree to

tree, apparently but little encumbered with its baby. A large black

and white eagle is said to prey upon them, but I never witnessed

this, although I was constantly falling in with troops of the

monkeys. Don Francisco Velasquez, one of our officers, told me that

one day he heard a monkey crying out in the forest for more than

two hours, and at last, going to see what was the matter, he saw

one on a branch and an eagle beside it trying to frighten it to

turn its back, when it would have seized it. The monkey, however,

kept its face to its foe, and the eagle did not care to engage with

it in this position, but probably would have tired it out.

Velasquez fired at the eagle, and frightened it away. I think it

likely from what I have seen of the habits of the spider-monkeys

that they defend themselves from this peril by keeping two or three

together, thus assisting each other, and that it is only when the

eagle finds one separated from its companions that it dares to

attack it.

Sometimes, but more rarely, we would fall in with a troop of the

white-faced cebus monkey, rapidly running away, throwing themselves

from tree to tree. This monkey feeds also partly on fruit, but is

incessantly on the look-out for insects, examining the crevices in

trees and withered leaves, seizing the largest beetles and munching

them up with great relish. It is also very fond of eggs and young

birds, and must play havoc amongst the nestlings. Probably owing to

its carnivorous habits, its flesh is not considered so good by

monkey-eaters as that of the fruit-feeding spider-monkey, but I

never myself tried either. It is a very intelligent and mischievous

animal. I kept one for a long time as a pet, and was much amused

with its antics. At first, I had it fastened with a light chain;

but it managed to open the links and escape several times, and then

made straight for the fowls' nest, breaking every egg it could get

hold of. Generally, after being an hour or two loose, it would

allow itself to be caught again. I tried tying it up with a cord,

and afterwards with a raw-hide thong, but had to nail the end, as

it could loosen any knot in a few minutes. It would sometimes

entangle itself round a pole to which it was fastened, and then

unwind the coils again with great discernment. Its chain allowed it

to swing down below the verandah, but it could not reach to the

ground. Sometimes, when there were broods of young ducks about, it

would hold out a piece of bread in one hand, and, when it had

tempted a duckling within reach, seize it by the other, and kill it

with a bite in the breast. There was such an uproar amongst the

fowls on these occasions, that we soon knew what was the matter,

and would rush out and punish Mickey (as we called him) with a

switch, which ultimately cured him of his poultry-killing

propensities. Once, when whipping him, I held up the dead duckling

in front of him, and at each blow of the light switch told him to

take hold of it, and at last, much to my surprise, he did so,

taking it and holding it tremblingly in one hand. He would draw

things towards him with a stick, and even use a swing for the same

purpose. It had been put up for the children, and could be reached

by Mickey, who now and then indulged himself with a swing on it.

One day, I had put down some bird-skins on a chair to dry, far

beyond, as I thought, Mickey's reach; but, fertile in expedients,

he took the swing and launched it towards the chair, and actually

managed to knock the skins off in the return of the swing, so as to

bring them within his reach. He also procured some jelly that was

set out to cool in the same way. Mickey's actions were very

human-like. When any one came near to fondle him, he never

neglected the opportunity of pocket-picking. He would pull out

letters, and quickly take them from their envelopes. Anything

eatable disappeared into his mouth immediately. Once he abstracted

a small bottle of turpentine from the pocket of our medical

officer. He drew the cork, held it first to one nostril then to the

other, made a wry face, recorked it, and returned it to the doctor.

Another time, when he got loose, he was detected carrying off the

cream-jug from the table, holding it upright with both hands, and

trying to move off on his hind limbs. He gave the jug up without

spilling a drop, all the time making an apologetic grunting chuckle

he often used when found out in any mischief, and which meant, "I

know I have done wrong, but don't punish me; in fact, I did not

mean to do it--it was accidental." Whenever, however, he saw he was

going to be punished, he would change his tone to a shrill,

threatening note, showing his teeth, and trying to intimidate. He

had quite an extensive vocabulary of sounds, varying from a gruff

bark to a shrill whistle; and we could tell by them, without seeing

him, when it was he was hungry, eating, frightened, or menacing;

doubtless, one of his own species would have understood various

minor shades of intonation and expression that we, not entering so

fully into his feelings and wants, passed over as unintelligible.*

There is a third species of monkey (Mycetes palliatus), called by

the natives the congo, which occasionally is heard howling in the

forest; but they are not often seen, as they generally remain quiet

amongst the upper branches of particular trees.

[* Mickey came into Belt's possession in rather an interesting way.

He belonged to the well-known German botanist Dr. Seemann, who was

the manager at that time of the neighbouring Javali mine. Seemann

died at Javali; and when Belt went to read the Burial Service over

him, as was his custom upon the death of any European, the monkey

sprang upon him and, seizing him by the neck, clung to him with all

his might. So determined was he to adopt Belt as his protector that

the matter ended by his being taken back to Chontales where he

lived in great contentment.

This frantic clinging to some one for protection was always the

conclusion of Mickey's short experiences of freedom. He probably

did not find his captivity at all irksome, for on getting loose

from his chain he made no attempt to escape into the adjoining

forest, but contented himself with running round and round the

house and garden thoroughly enjoying the hue and cry after him. But

becoming either alarmed at or weary of his escapade, he always

ended by making a rush for the eldest of the children whom he half

throttled with his sinewy little arms while offering voluble

excuses in his own language. On one occasion, however, it was

feared that Mickey was really gone, for, contrary to all precedent,

he had left the garden and betaken himself to the forest where of

course all trace of him was at once lost. But after nightfall a

pattering of small feet was heard in the passage, and there was

Mickey with a very woe-begone and penitent expression on his white

face, asking to be received and forgiven.]

One day, when riding down this path, I came upon a pack of pisotes

(Nasua fusca, Desm.), a raccoon-like animal, that ascends all the

small trees, searching for birds' nests and fruits. There were not

less than fifty in the pack I saw, and nothing seemed likely to

escape their search in the track they were travelling. Sometimes

solitary specimens of the pisoti are met with, hunting alone in the

forest. I once saw one near Juigalpa, ascending tree after tree,

and climbing every branch, apparently in search of birds' nests.

They are very fond of eggs; and the tame ones, which are often kept

as pets, play havoc amongst the poultry when they get loose. They

are about the size of a hare, with a taper snout, strong tusks, a

thick hairy coat, and bushy tail. When passing down this road, I at

times saw the fine curl-crested curassow (Crax globicera), as large

as a turkey, jet black, excepting underneath. This kind would

always take to the trees, and was easy to shoot, and as good eating

as it was noble in appearance. The female is a very

different-looking bird from the male, being of a fine brown colour.

Dr. Sclater, in a paper read before the Zoological Society of

London, June 17th, 1873, stated that in the South and Central

American species of Crax there is a complete gradation from a

species in which the sexes scarcely differ, through others in which

they differ more and more, until in Crax globicera they are quite

distinctly coloured, and have been described as different species.

The natives call them "pavones," and often keep them tame; but I

never heard of them breeding in confinement. Another fine game bird

is a species of Penelope, called by the natives "pavos." It feeds

on the fruits of trees, and I never saw it on the ground. A

similar, but much smaller, bird, called "chachalakes," is often met

with in the low scrub.

Mountain hens (species of Tinamus) were not uncommon, about the

size of a plump fowl, and tasting like a pheasant. There were also

two species of grouse and a ground pigeon, all good eating.

Amongst the smaller birds were trogons, mot-mots, toucans, and

woodpeckers. The trogons are general feeders. I have taken from

their crops the remains of fruits, grasshoppers, beetles, termites,

and even small crabs and land shells. Three species are not

uncommon in the forest around Santo Domingo. In all of them the

females are dull brown or slaty black on the back and neck, these

parts being beautiful bronze green in the males. The largest

species (Trogon massena, Gould) is one foot in length, dark bronze

green above, with the smaller wing feathers speckled white and

black, and the belly of a beautiful carmine. Sometimes it sits on a

branch above where the army ants are foraging below; and when a

grasshopper or other large insect flies up and alights on a leaf,

it darts after it, picks it up, and returns to its perch. I found

them breaking into the nests of the termites with their strong

bills, and eating the large soft-bodied workers; and it was from

the crop of this species that I took the remains of a small crab

and a land shell (Helicina). Of the two smaller species, one

(Trogon atricollis, Vieill.) is bronze green above, with speckled

black and white wings, belly yellow, and under feathers of the tail

white, barred with black. The other (Trogon caligatus, Gould) is

rather smaller, of similar colours, excepting the head, which is

black, and a dark blue collar round the neck. Both species take

short, quick, jerky flights, and are often met with along with

flocks of other birds--fly-catchers, tanagers, creepers,

woodpeckers, etc., that hunt together, traversing the forests in

flocks of hundreds together, belonging to more than a score

different species; so that whilst they are passing over, the trees

seem alive with them. Mr. Bates has mentioned similar gregarious

flocks met with by him in Brazil; and I never went any distance

into the woods around Santo Domingo without seeing them. The reason

of their association together may be partly for protection, as no

rapacious bird or mammal could approach the flock without being

discovered by one or other of them, but the principal reason

appears to be that they play into each other's hands in their

search for food. The creepers and woodpeckers and others drive the

insects out of their hiding-places under bark, amongst moss, and in

withered leaves. The fly-catchers and trogons sit on branches and

fly after the larger insects, the fly-catchers taking them on the

wing, the trogons from off the leaves on which they have settled.

In the breeding season, the trogons are continually calling out to

each other, and are thus easily discovered. They are called "viduas,"

that is, "widows," by the Spaniards.

Woodpeckers are often seen along with the hunting flocks of birds,

especially a small one (Centrurus pucherani, Mahl), with red and

yellow head and speckled back. This species feeds on fruits, as

well as on grubs taken out of dead trees. A large red-crested

species is common near recently-made clearings, and I successively

met with one of an elegant chocolate-brown colour, and another

brown with black spots on the back and breast, with a

lighter-coloured crested head (Celeus castaneus, Wagl.).

Of the mot-mots, I met with four species in the forest, all more or

less olive green in colour (Momotus martii and lessoni, and

Prionyrhynchus carinatus and platyrhynchus), having two of the

tail-feathers very long, with the shafts denuded about an inch from

the end. The mot-mots have all hoarse croak-like cries, heard at a

great distance in the forest, and feed on large beetles and other

insects.

The toucans are very curious-looking birds, with their enormous

bills. They hop with great agility amongst the branches. The

largest species at Santo Domingo was the Rhamphastus tocard,

Vieill., twenty-three inches in length, of which one-fourth was

taken up by the long bill and another fourth by the tail; above,

all black, excepting the tail-coverts, which are white; below,

throat and breast clear lemon yellow, bordered with red, the rest

black, excepting the under tail-coverts, red. When alive, the bill

is beautifully painted with red, brown, and yellow. I kept a young

one for some time as a pet until it was killed by my monkey. It

became very tame, and was expert in catching cockroaches,

swallowing them with a jerk of its bill.

After passing through some low scrubby forest, very thick with

tangled second growth, the clearings of the mestizoes were reached,

about five miles below Santo Domingo. Maize, plantains, and a few

native vegetables were grown here, and the owners now and then came

up to the village to sell their produce. Their houses were

open-sided low huts, thatched with palm-leaves; their furniture,

rude bedsteads made out of a few rough poles, tied together with

bark, supported on crutches stuck in the ground, with raw-hides

stretched across them; their cooking utensils a tortilla-stone and

a few coarse earthenware jars and pans; their clothing dirty cotton

rags. This was the limit of my journeys in this direction, although

the path continued on to the savannahs towards San Tomas. The soil

at this place is good, and I think that it has been long

cultivated, as much of the forest appears of second growth, in

which small palms and prickly shrubs abound.

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