Clangula clangula americana. Lake Umbagog, Maine 1884 Oct.23. A flock of fow at the head of Great Island en interested me very much. I watched them through my glass for a long time as they were feeding along the shore just at the edge of the grass. They acted a good deal like Gulls, making short dives, often only burying the head & fore part of the body, splashing the water about by their rapid movements, cutting about in all directions & chasing one another in play. They were very low showing only a slender line of back. A little later, however, after they had caught sight of me Lake Umbagog, Maine. 1888 Sept. 4 A young Whistler which I shot at and probably missed dead and upon reappearing swam off uttering a curious low croak not unlike the spring note of the Rana sylvestris I chased it for some time. It was very cunning dodging on me when hard pressed and always making out into the rough water. It invariably showed its back never sinking this like a Grebe