A Man and His Phalarope

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The first scientific description of the Wilson’s phalarope was written by French ornithologist Louis Jean Pierre Vieillot in 1819. The bird is named after ornithologist Alexander Wilson.

Well, kind of.

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The alert reader of the News-Leader‘s news ( a bit of poésie trouvée there, hm?) will have noticed that in fact only the English name of this common sandpiper commemorates the Father of American Ornithology. Its scientific epithet, on the other hand, is tricolor, in clear reference to the lovely red, white, and blue plumage of breeding adults, especially female adults.

How did that happen?

This species has a relatively short history in western ornithology. It was first described not by Vieillot but by the Spanish explorer Félix Azara, who purchased a specimen in Paraguay. Collected in December, Azara’s skin was not in its bright breeding plumage, and so the name he gave it — “le chorlito à tarse comprimé” —  signals instead the remarkable shape of the foot, four times, he says, as wide in one dimension as in the other.

“Chorlito with flattened shanks,” of course, is not an acceptable name by the standards of Linnaean taxonomy. It was Vieillot, ten years after the publication of Azara’s Voyages, who first assigned the species a proper binomial.

The genus Steganopus is established on the sole basis of the description that M. de Azara gives of a bird seen in Paraguay, which he considers a quite separate species and only distantly related to his chorlitos (shanks and tringas), distinctive not only in the shape of its bill but also in its tarsi, which are so extremely flattened on the sides…. 

This species Vieillot names Steganopus tricolor, and tricolor remains its epithet today, whether is assigned, as it has variously been, to the genus Phalaropus or to Vieillot’s Steganopus (“an excellent genus,” writes Coues).

The only problem is that — as so often — Vieillot’s work was little known to English-speaking ornithology. The year after he published his description in the Nouveau dicionnaire, Joseph Sabine (brother of Edward Sabine) announced an

exquisitely beautiful bird, it is believed … never before been described or come under observation. It was received in the collection despatched from Cumberland House, in the spring of the year 1820.

Writing in the Zoological Appendix to Franklin and Richardson‘s Narrative of a Journey to the Shores of the Polar Sea, Sabine named the “new” bird Phalaropus Wilsoni, expressing his hope that

the specific appellation will … be considered a proper compliment to the individual who has so often been quoted in [the Appendix]; in affixing his name to an American bird, it is proposed to record the renown amongst naturalists, which that quarter of the world has acquired by his labours in Ornithology.

Sabine was a great and outspoken fan of his late colleague:

Untaught, and without the aid of scientific books, he has produced a work which, for correctness of description, accuracy of observation, and acuteness of distinction, will compete with every publication of natural history yet extant: nor is it alone on these excellencies that the character of his book stands so high; the beauty of the style, and perspicuity of the narrative, add unrivalled charms to its scientific merits.

Though Sabine’s scientific name is invalid, of course, there is no such thing as “priority” in English names, and it has been Wilson’s Phalarope in the vernacular ever since.

But there is a great irony at work here.

American Ornithology 9, pl. 73
American Ornithology 9, pl. 73

After Wilson’s untimely death 200 years ago yesterday, his friend, patron, and literary executor George Ord saw Volume 8 of the American Ornithology through the press, then undertook to assemble and publish Volume 9, relying on the drawings, paintings, notes, and texts Wilson had left behind. That volume appeared in 1814, and among the birds it treated was one identified by Ord as the Gray PhalaropePhalaropus lobata. Ord writes:

Of this species only one specimen was ever seen by Mr. Wilson, and that was preserved in Trowbridge’s Museum, at Albany, in the state of Newyork. In referring to Mr. Wilson’s journal I found an account of the bird, there called a Tringa, written with a lead pencil, but so scrawled and obscured that parts of the writing were not legible…. From the drawing, which is imperfectly colored, and the description which I have been enabled to decipher, I have concluded that this species is the Gray Phalarope of Turton.

The only problem is that the bird in Wilson’s drawing, and in the plate, above, engraved from it, is not a Gray Phalarope (we call it the Red Phalarope in the Americas) at all — but a fine female Wilson’s Phalarope in bright breeding feather. Wilson’s description, as given by Ord, is also clearly that of the unrecognized tricolor:

The bill of this species is black, slender, straight, and one inch and three quarters in length; lores, front, crown, hind head and thence to the back very pale ash, nearly white; from the anterior angle of the eye a curving stripe of black descends along the neck for an inch or more; thence to the shoulders dark reddish brown, which also tinges the white on the side of the neck next to it; under parts white….

We can’t blame Ord — “I have not had an opportunity of seeing the bird,” he reminds the reader — but Alexander Wilson had in fact discovered, described, and painted the very bird that would be named for him by Sabine seven years after his death in 1813. Charles Lucian Bonaparte put it neatly 25 years later: Wilson,

had he lived to publish the species himself, would doubtless have fixed it on the same firm basis as in other instances of the kind.

But if Wilson had described the bird, he would certainly not have named it for himself. Things sometimes work out in spite of themselves.

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Murres’ Eggs and Bullocks’ Blood

Click to read Joe Metzler's essay on eggers in the Farallones.
Click to read Joe Metzler’s essay on eggers in California’s Farallones.

Tens of thousands of cars, back and forth, every day, all night long, without cease: the Garden State Parkway bridge over Great Egg Harbor is as busy as it is dramatic. Whoosh. Whoosh. On to Cape May. On to Atlantic City. On to Philadelphia and New York.

Of the human hordes crossing the bridge, only a vanishingly few look out at the vastness of the salt marsh to ask where this place got its name; I even know birders who have never thought about it, too absorbed in the Great Black-backed Gulls and the occasional Peregrine Falcon perched atop the light poles whizzing past at 65 mph.

A moment’s consideration, or a quick glance at google, answers the question: this is one of the many sites worldwide whose wild birds — ducks, gulls, terns, shorebirds — once supplied eggs to nearby urban markets, often in astonishing numbers.

The locus classicus for such activities is Audubon’s description of the eggers of Labrador:

At every step each ruffian picks up an egg so beautiful that any man with a feeling heart would pause…. But nothing of this sort occurs to the Egger, who gathers and gathers, until he has swept the rock bare. The dollars alone chink in his sordid mind…. With a bark nearly half filled with fresh eggs they proceed….

The year before, Audubon’s party had encountered a similar scene two thousand miles to the south, beneath the glare of a Dry Tortugas sky:

At Bird Key we found a party of Spanish Eggers from Havannah. They had already laid in a cargo of about eight tons of the eggs of [the Sooty] Tern and the Noddy. On asking them how many they supposed they had, they answered that they never counted them, even while selling them, but disposed of them at seventy-five cents per gallon; and that one turn to market sometimes produced upwards of two hundred dollars….

A hundred twenty years later, James Fisher did the math for us, determining that eight tons was about 250,000 tern eggs.

I’d always assumed that all those eggs were for eating. But then I read this, in the prose notes to James Jennings’s Ornithologia:

 The Torda, Razor-bill, Auk, Common-Auk, or Murre …. lays one very large egg, size of a turkey’s of a dirty white colour, blotched with brown and dusky, on the projecting shelves of the highest rocks…. The eggs of this bird, and of the foolish guillemot, are an article of trade in several of the Scottish isles; they are used for refining sugar.

Though I wouldn’t call Jennings the most reliable source on the shelf, he turns out to be right. David A. Wells, in his Principles and Applications of Chemistry, informed a no doubt eager public that crude sugar is refined

by dissolving the brown sugars in water, adding albumen (whites of eggs, or bullocks’ blood), and sometimes a little lime-water, and heating the whole to the boiling point. The albumen, under the influence of heat, coagulates, and forms a kind of network of fibers, which inclose and separate from the liquid all the mechanically suspended impurities.

I assume that the process today does without auks’ eggs and cow blood, presumably substituting manufactured chemicals for those earthy ingredients.

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The Ambiguous Sparrow

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It’s that time of year again.

The inquiries used to come by telephone, but now they pour in by e-mail, twitter, and facebook: What’s this sparrow in my yard?

And why is it begging from the Song Sparrow / Northern Cardinal / Yellow Warbler … ?

Brown-headed Cowbirds are among my very favorites, with a fascinating breeding strategy evolved over the millennia in parallel with their foster species. Because they stay with the adoptive parents for some time after hatching, the juveniles can be confusing to their human watchers. With a couple of centuries’ experience behind us — collectively, I mean — we know to look for the mid-length blackish tail, the very stout dark tarsus and toes, and the square head with its large eye and short, conical bill.

It wasn’t always so easy, though, and inevitably, the young Brown-headed Cowbird was once described as a new species, the Ambiguous Sparrow, by none other than Thomas Nuttall himself:

Of this very distinct, and plain, mouse-colored Sparrow, I, at present [1832] know scarcely any thing, excepting that it was shot in this vicinity (Cambridge [Massachusetts]) in the early part of the summer of 1830. The specimen is in fresh plumage; and in its general color, both above and below, with the very unusual length and pointedness of the wings, and the distinct graduation of the feathers, it might, without looking at the bill, be at once taken almost for the common Pewee [= Eastern Phoebe, similarly plain grayish].

In 1839, Peabody still listed the Ambiguous Sparrow among the birds of Massachusetts; at that point, there was still only a single specimen known, and Peabody cites approvingly Audubon’s suggestion that the bird might in fact be the “winter plumage” of the White-crowned Sparrow.

Audubon soon bethought himself and rejected what Coues, always eager to call a spade a shovel, dismissed as his “hasty surmise.”

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In describing his plate of the Brown-headed Cowbird, the American Woodsman wrote

The young bird from which I made the present figure [3] was sent to me by my friend THOMAS NUTTALL, Esq., through Dr. TRUDEAU. It is the same as that described by the former gentleman under the name of “Ambiguous Sparrow, Fringilla ambigua,” at p. 485 of his Manual of the Ornithology of the United States and of Canada. On inspecting it, however, I at once felt convinced that it was nothing else than a young Cow-pen-bird, scarcely fledged, it having been found “in the early part of the summer of 1830.” With the view, therefore, of preventing further mistakes I thought it well to figure it.

Audubon’s hopes “of preventing further mistakes” have gone unfulfilled, and this will continue to be one of the most frequently misidentified birds in North America; but at least now we know that we’re in good company when we find ourselves feeling a little unsure about that ambiguous “sparrow” in the backyard.

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Ladies First? Nope.

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On this date in 1872, Charles Bendire took the first skin of the long-tailed desert bird that has been known ever since as the Bendire thrasher.

Bendire sent the bird — a female, preserved by “mummification with carbolic acid” — to Elliott Coues, who, “not having then specially studied these birds,” submitted it to Robert Ridgway, who pronounced the specimen a Palmer curve-billed thrasher. Bendire

replied at once that the bird was an entirely distinct species, laying a very different egg [before shooting the adult, Bendire had collected at least six egg sets of the species in June 1872], and having somewhat dissimilar habits; and he finally settled the case by sending [Coues] a male skin, precisely like the original female specimen, together with several of both sexes of … Palmeri, all alike different from the new bird.

Coues doesn’t quite say “I told you so,” but poor Ridgway doesn’t come out looking any too good in this story. The Smithsonian ornithologist’s misidentification, Coues writes,

puzzled me … but presuming, of course, that he knew his own species better than I did, I felt obliged to rest on what he told me, though I was dissatisfied, and in … the Key, with the specimen before me, refrained from alluding to this (supposed) female of … Palmeri….

Ridgway having missed his chance, it was left to Coues to name the new species, a task he, no doubt gleefully, performed in the pages of The American Naturalist in June 1873, calling it Harporhynchus Bendirei, the Bendire’s Mocking-Thrush.

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The skins Bendire sent Coues are now in the US National Museum’s collection, where they lie on their backs with red labels identifying them as the co-types of their species.

Coues treated the two specimens slightly, and tellingly, differently. His formal description is based entirely on the male skin, with just a note at the end that the female is “not distinguishable from the male.” And in incorporating the skins into his private collection, he catalogued the male first, before the female, which had been shot more than three months earlier. It’s an old story and often told, ornithology’s consistent treatment of the male bird as the unmarked category, but rarely do we come across such a glaring example as this one.
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Male? Female? Yes.

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Huns and Their Beards, Huns and Their Birds

René Primevère Lesson, it seems, was given to bestowing the names of barbarian chieftains on his birds. In 1831, for example, he renamed Gmelin’s Muscicapa spadiceus—first described by Latham as the Yellow-rumped Fly-catcherAtilla, identified rather sensationally by Jobling as the “ruler of the Hunnish tribes that ravaged Europe in the fifth century, who reve[l]ed in the appelation ‘Scourge of God’.”

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Attila monument in Hungary’s Bükk Hills

As usual, Lesson doesn’t fill us in on his inspiration for this odd name, but if we are to trust the all-knowers of the all-knowing internet, it was simply an allusion to this big tyrannid’s aggressive nature.

Wikimedia Commons, Dominic Sherony.

There’s more to the joke, I think. Long discredited scientifically, one of the great naturalist’s lesser-known works, the Histoire naturelle de l’homme, may still offer a clue to this puzzle. In his discussion of the historical Huns and their putative descendants, the Magyars, Lesson quotes the fifth-century diplomat Priscus, who had served in a Roman delegation to the Hunnish court and who knew Attila personally:

Attila was short, with a broad chest, small eyes, a sparse beard, a flat nose, and a dark complexion.

In his authoritative description of the new avian genus, Lesson remarks on the bird’s bill, “broadened at the base,” its “bristly mouth,” and its “dusky olive-green” plumage. Is it just possible that he imagined a physical resemblance between the Hunnish king and his feathered namesake?

There is another hint in the name Charles Lucien Bonaparte assigned in 1857 to a genus of west African bulbuls. First described by Swainson thirty years before, the type specimen had been acquired from Sierra Leone by William Bullock, whose entire collection Swainson purchased and slowly worked through.

Swainson was excited by Bullock’s bulbul:

  The very remarkable bird we are about to describe is, to the ornithologist, one of the most interesting contained in this volume…. To Dasycephala it is related by its lengthened, straight, and abruptly hooked bill; by a few incurved setaceous feathers and hairs over the nostrils, by the length of the tarsus and of the middle toe; and, by the great inequality between the lateral toes.

Of those characters, Swainson was most impressed by the “feathers and hairs” at the nares, and he gave his skin the English name African Bristle-bill, known today as the Red-tailed Bristlebill.

When Bonaparte came along, he rejected Swainson’s assignment of the species to Dasycephalus, deciding that it was sufficiently distinct to merit its own genus. He named it Bleda,

ainsi nommé du frère d’Attila,

“so called after the brother [and co-regent] of Attila.”

Maybe Lesson wasn’t joking, but Bonaparte most surely was.

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