Urinator imber. Lake Umbagog, Maine. 1897. As we were nearing the mouth of Sturtevant Cove(we were Sept.5. going to fish at the mouth of Sturtevant Brook) we saw an adult Loon of exceptionally large size floating about 100 yards off on the glassy surface. Ordinarily I do not molest these noble birds but I coveted the skin of this gigantic fellow and at once gave him a charge of buckshot. Either one of the pellets hit him or he was a Loon of peculiar habits for he began mak- ing a series of short dives often coming up within less than 40 yards from the spot where he had previously disappeared. He moved for the most part in a circle of about 200 yds. in diameter but often doubled back. He came up repeatedly within half gunshot but on every such occasion merely broke water and immediately disappeared again like a big fish. Had I enough shells to risk snap shots freely I should certainly have killed him but as it was I kept my two charges of heavy shot for fair chances at his head and neck and missed with both at rather long range. When we left the bird he stood erect and flapped his wings sending his long quavering cry back at us as if in derision. By the bubbles which rose to the calm surface just after he had dived very near us I learned that he ordinar ily or, at least, frequently, went straight down to a great depth (I think 20 feet or more) and then frequently turned back or described a half circle before settling on his final