Gallinago delicata. Lake Umbagog, Maine. The ground where so many birds were feeding last evening, although everywhere 1894. "choked" and 'fired', harbored only a single Snipe this morning. At least I At length from some long grass near the river bank I put transferred over it for an hour without disturbing any others. Sept. 22. up over twenty birds in the course of ten or fifteen minutes. all Twelve of them rose at once and went off in a compact flock like Sandpipers, mounting high into the air, circling, and finally pitching down and alighting not far from the spot, where they started. They were very wild at first but after I had fired a few shots at them and scattered them, they lay better. Still I was forced to content myself with long shots most of the time, and consequently missed a number of times. When I returned to the boat and counted my birds I found that I had bagged eleven. I do not remember to have ever before seen Wilson's Snipe behave in the manner just described when the sky was so abso- lutely clear and the sun so hot. Moreover, I saw a good many birds on the ground standing erect watching me or running with skulking, crouching gait over spaces of bare mud, and this is unusual save in cloudy weather. 26. On the Megalloway, a little above the Hannah landing, a Wilson's Snipe kept flying along ahead of our boat like a Sandpiper, alighting on the bare mud at the water's edge. It was too long to allow us to approach within gunshot. Oct. 1. On the flats opposite Leonard's Pond I started by actual count thirty two different birds. With a single exception every one of them flew out of sight, the majority of them going up the Megalloway valley. Nearly all of them rose very wild, so that I had only a few really good shots. I missed at least half of them and bagged only four birds. The sun was 106