He tells of bird and beast and plant and insect; of the hoatzin, a bird out of place in the modern world, a bird which comes down unchanged from a time when birds merely fluttered instead of flying-and had only recently learned to flutter instead of gliding.
"Jungle Peace"
William Beebe
This was the real home of the birds, and this plant forms the background whenever the hoatzin comes to mind.
"Jungle Peace"
William Beebe
As I have mentioned, the nest of the hoatzin was invariably built over the water, and we shall later discover the reason for this.
"Jungle Peace"
William Beebe