Aix sponsa. Lake Umbagog, Maine. 1894. Near the mouth of the Megalloway I stalked a flock of 15 Sept.13. Wood Ducks in a small pond just over the west bank. They heard me (it was dead still at the time) and were so alert and suspicious that I was forced to take a very long shot, getting one bird with each barrel. That killed by the second shot fell dead on the water but the other (the one shot at sitting) flew across the meadow to the edge of the woods when Will caught him after a hot chase over fallen logs and through brush heaps. Both were young birds. 1896. As I was returning from Peaslee's Spring to Lakeside, I Aug.9. surprised a brood of ten Wood Ducks feeding in shallow water near the eastern end of the larger pond. Not one of them could fly apparently but they scattered in every direction and using their wings and feet like young Goosanders got into the grass very quickly. Such a squealing and fluttering as they made on first seeing me. 30