Querquedula discors. Maine (Lake Umbagog). 1873. Sept. 14. A flock of five at the foot of the Rapids under the elm near the Lake House. One was shot near the Out-lot on the 9th. 1874. Sept. 3. Flock of eight alighted in the Lake near Leonard's Pond and one was killed. 1880. Sept. 8. A flock of eight sitting on a mud bank on Great Island. One which we wounded slightly, flew off over the marsh, and dropped in a thicket of bushes, where I afterwards flushed and shot it. " 14. A flock of six in the first pond. Shot three, one an adult male in fall plumage. A wounded one went ashore and hid in the grass where it was caught by my setter. After I had taken it from him it slipped through my fingers and took to the water. We pursued it in a boat, and had great difficulty in catching it. Although it dove and swam a few feet under water when hard pressed, it seemed to rely chiefly on dodging, which it performed with great skill. Occasionally it quacked in feeble tones. Late in the afternoon! a flock of at least forty of these Teal passed me as I was lying in my boat at the mouth of Cambridge River. They swept along over the water in a broad extended front, now raising, now lowering their flight, and disappeared up river. A little later we found a third flock swimming close to the edge of the mud in the river. At one moment they would present the appearance of a long line of dusky little forms gliding along close to the edge of the mud; next the line melted out of sight as their brown backs blended with the shore behind; and shortly after would appear again, lengthening and shortening as they strung out or huddled together. As we paddled towards them they paid not the slightest attention to us, and when we finally [illegible], actually swam towards us, the foremost coming within fifteen paces. They were feeding busily, and the dabbling of their bills in the water produced an uninterrupted smacking sound. Their necks were extended along the surface so that it was difficult to make out their forms and they looked precisely like lumps of animated mud. Finally getting them well together I killed eleven with my two barrels. The five survivors alighted barely more than a gun shot away and again paddled close to them when they flew and I fired at the two hindmost ones, killing both.