Clangula clangula americana. Lake Umbagog, Maine. 1897. Yesterday at 3 P.M. Watrous visited the Whistler's nest June 7. with 11 eggs near the entrance to Leonard's Pond (he had found the nest May 31). Several of the eggs were cracked. I sent him there again this evening just after sunset. He found all but two of the eggs hatched and the nest full of the pretty ducklings. The old bird did not leave it until he was at the foot of the tree and she returned and entered the hole before he had rowed 100 yards away. He did not count the young. June 8. This is the fourth day of south-east winds but the sun has shone faintly most of the time through a thinly veiled sky Gilbert and I were up before sunrise this morning and at 4.30 we were at the Whistler's nest which Watrous visited last evening. We approached it with great caution, paddling slow- ly and silently the whole distance. The Whistler was absent and at first I feared that she had removed her young during the night but on looking into the hole I was delighted to find them still there huddled closely together in a circle shiver- ing a little for the air was sharp and keen. There were how- ever only six of them with the two eggs still unhatched. What had become of the remaining three four eggs? Watrous tells me that he did not count the eggs on the 6th nor did he count the young last evening but he is very sure that none of the eggs were missing on the former occasion as the nest seemed to be