BIRD WHISTLES TUNE.
THE PIPING BULLFINCH. HOW IT IS TAUGHT. Although Europeans have known and trained and loved them for many years, piping- bullfinches are new pets to njost Americans (writes Peggy von der Goltz in the New York "Herald Tribune"). We are all accustomed to the trained canary's song; we no longer marvel at the parrot's human vocabulary. But to hear a little red-breasted bird, scarcely larger than a canary, whistle tho "Toreador Song" from "Carmen," or "The Bluebells of Scotland," or "Home to Our Mountains" is a surprise and a delight. The bullfinch's voice is a small one, but it is as sweet and clear as the magic flute.
Tho piping bullfinch is the most intensively trained pet in the world — even if you include sporting dogs and show horses, which are not truly pets. The piper has boon carefully trained every day, lovingly, carefully, unfailingly, for months and months, possibly for more than a year. Since he must be trained in a quiet place where there are few distractions, and where he won't be tempted to imitate traffic noises and other mechanical sounds, the bullfinch is usually educated by solitary people —by retired postmen, old soldiers and Government employees who have seen all they want to see of the world, and by weavers who must sit all day at tho looms. Such people find companionship in the boundless confidence and trust which the bullfinches have for all the world; and they make a profit on patience.
As soon as the youngsters are feathered and able to crack seeds, their training starts. Each bird is placed in a separate cage, and fed on a small wooden platform that extends all across the front of the cage. And every day— many times a day—the trainer stands in front of the cages and whistles, slowly, distinctly, the song he hopes the bird will* learn. Not only must he whistle the same tune; he must whistle it in exactly tho same way, with tho same inflections, the same rhythm, each time. He must not whistle any other tune within the birds' hearing while they are being trained.
And he must take great care to prevent the youngsters from hearing any unpleasant sound, for during their school days the bullfinches are distressingly clever mimics. The creak of a rusty hinge, tho blare of a motor horn—any sound unpleasant to our ears —delights the young bullfinch. His own native song is composed of a collection of small squeaks, squeals, grunts and rattles, and he would rather add to his far from musical vocabulary than learn to pipe a tune.
Some trainers use phonograph records in training pipers; but, while the tune is repeated exactly each time, the machine must be started and stopped at the very instant the music begins and ends; otherwise the birds will commence and finish with a perfect reproduction of the scratching sound of a phonograph needle. I owned such a bird once. He was a darling, and a grand piper; but he did scratch!
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Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 230, 28 September 1935, Page 8 (Supplement)
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506BIRD WHISTLES TUNE. Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 230, 28 September 1935, Page 8 (Supplement)
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