Colymbus holboellii. 1889, October 24. (2) Lake Umbagog. Sunday Cove. What was evidently a hopeless attempt to learn anything from it: broke give up. We were approaching the flock I saw a trout that must have weighed fully eight pounds lean clear of the water within twenty yards of us. It came out broadside to us and I distinctly saw its red spots and broad square tail. 1890, October 13. Lake Umbagog. Tyler Cove. We also saw two Horned Grebes and what I took to be a Red-necked Grebe. The latter was very noisy, calling kr-r-uck, kr-ar-r-r, krur, almost like a Raven (This cry is diagnostic and characteristic of Holboell's Grebe, as I learned by late experi- onee.W.B., 1907). 1893, October 8. Lake Umbagog. Pine Point. after dark this At frequent intervals during the evening and, at times, thus quite regularly, every half minute or so, a strange sound came to remembered to have our ears from the lake, a sound which none of us had ever heard before. To be more accurate there were two sounds which, although radically different, evidently proceeded from the same source for one invariably accompanied or rather preceded the other. The first was a peculiar pulsating whistle, hollow in tone and closely simi- lar to the sound made by the wings of the Golden-eye. This was immediately followed by a strident crar-ar-r-r-r which was usually repeated two or three times. It was always preceded by and some- times alternated with the whistle. Both sounds were loud enough to be easily heard at the distance of a mile or more. They came from