. Birds I have kept in years gone by : with original anecdotes and full directions for keeping them successfully . a stateof captivity are the pip, an obstruction of the rump-gland,from insufficient opportunities for batliing: this complicationwill be readily diagnosed by the bird continually turning roundto peck itself just above the insertion of the tail feathers, whenthe obstructed gland must be relieved by fomenting it withhot water, piercing the little yellowish tumour with a fineneedle, and gently pressing out its contents of inspissated is occasionally brought on by allowi
. Birds I have kept in years gone by : with original anecdotes and full directions for keeping them successfully . a stateof captivity are the pip, an obstruction of the rump-gland,from insufficient opportunities for batliing: this complicationwill be readily diagnosed by the bird continually turning roundto peck itself just above the insertion of the tail feathers, whenthe obstructed gland must be relieved by fomenting it withhot water, piercing the little yellowish tumour with a fineneedle, and gently pressing out its contents of inspissated is occasionally brought on by allowing the bird todrink impure water, or to eat too much succulent green food,siich as rank chickweed: in which case a pinch of chalk, orbetter still, of aromatic confection in its water will efiect aspeedy cure. Should the diarrhoea, however, be a symptomof consumption, induced by confining the bird to a poor diet,the disease and its most prominent symptom may be relieved,and often cured by a regimen of insects; but should the dis-order have existed for any length of time, there is no cure,the case is T IT E B r L L F INCH. 25 CHAPTER VI. THE BULLFIXCn. MY mother having had occasion, as sometimes happened,to pay a short visit to her native country, looked aboutfor some present for me when the time came for her to re-turn home again; and rightly judging that nothing would pleaseme better than a bird, made choice of a Bullfinch, which wasquite a vara avis in our part of the world. I had heard, itis true, and read about such a bird in my ISTatural Historybooks, but had never seen one, nor do I think there wereany to be met with in our neighbourhood wild. The reader will therefore understand the boyish delightwith which I contemplated the strange English Bird, asPerrine, our maid, called my mothers present. We were nevertired of looking at it, and admiring its black head, red breast,and grey back: then its song! what an extraordinary, and yetwhat a sweet, note! and how tame
Size: 1488px × 1679px
Photo credit: © Reading Room 2020 / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1800, bookdecade1880, booksubjectcagebir, bookyear1885
