Shing. 1921. Nine Mile Mt. 123. shoulders and black faces make them look like tadpoles as they run. Every so often they throw their tails up in a stiff rolling motion as they run. They are more active in the mornings and evenings than during the heat of the day, when there is such a thing here. Another Polly tried, rather than invite him in by opening the door I made a lot of noise and for a wonder he took the hint and departed. Such wisdom on the part of a Porgy's seems incredible! ~ ~ ~ ~ Fri. Aug. 12. Another clear, beautiful day. Very warm. Went and got my traps (Wood rat, and mice), and stepped on the way back to watch a large hen Blue Grouse which was on the trail. She was lying in the sun as I came up the trail, and I was within ten feet before she stood up chucking deep in her throat, and strutting off with her crest raised. She had a very black face and throat patch set off by a gray border, her under tail coverts where were heavily marked with black and white. When I got too close she flew about are hundred yards and lit in a big spruce about thirty feet up and continued her chucking. Went in to watch her, she stood horizontally on the branches creptched very low chuckling softly, and when