We spent all day cruising around the two ridges.183 The rain continued and soon became supplemented by the characteristic fog. We shot some of the dun-colored fantails in the small bushes along the main trail and six thickheads on the eastern trail. We also took a yellow- bibbed dove at the very summit of the eastern ridge, about fifty-one hundred feet, and two long-tail pigeons further to the westward. The long-tail pigeons appear to favor the high branches of the dead and weather- beaten trees that stand on the ridges. When they are to be seen at all they make easy shots against the artificial white light of the fog. Although we concentrated on them specifically all day we saw no more thrushes or redbreasts. One a day of the latter is the best that any of us can do, and it may be that we have cleaned all of them out of the area temporarily. At best both species are never better than extremely rare. We shot nothing more between three o'clock and five, when on the point of abandoning the mountain top, we shot a new black hawk. It had flown up to the top of a dead tree trunk, pruned its feathers, and attempted to shake off the wetness of a very disagreeable day. It is a completely black hawk, measuring about eight- een inches. The iris is orange and legs yellow. The specimen was a male, had an entire small bird and several lizards in its stomach, and was shot at the highest point of the main trail, five thousand two hundred and fifty feet