[109] It is called Joe Bent by the London bird-catchers.—Translator.
[110] This cylinder oftens occasions their death. It is only by great address and quickness that they can pass through the hole of communication; each time they run the risk of being crushed, especially on coming out, from the prolonged motion of the machine.—Translator.
[111] It is not uncommon in Britain, such as near London, &c.—Translator.
[112] They are fond of picking bones.—Translator.
[113] They are not uncommon in Britain, such as about London, &c.—Translator.
[114] It is found, but rarely, in the fir woods in the north of Scotland.—Translator.
[115] I have, however, seen one old crested tit that was tamed as easily as any other bird. After passing the winter in a cage it refused its liberty in the spring. It was then placed in the garden near the house, where it remained till evening, having hopped about all day, uttering restless anxious cries. Its mistress, fearing some accident befalling it during the night, held the cage towards it, into which it instantly jumped with pleasure. Since then it has been allowed to range three adjoining rooms. It is always lively, coming when its mistress calls, and perching on her finger, and seeking in her half-closed hand the flies she may have there. It made a nest in a window-curtain, into which it would glide secretly in the evening, but would never go whilst any eyes were turned on that side, and seized a favourable moment so quickly, that for some time no one knew where it retired; when it was discovered, the curtains were never touched.—Translator.
[116] This is not quite correct, the female having small moustaches of a light colour.—Translator.
[117] They abound in the fens of Lincolnshire, on the Thames below Greenwich, &c.—Translator.
[118] Great numbers are brought from Holland to London, and sell for about five shillings a pair.—Translator.