Gallinago delicata. Lake Umbagog, Maine. Evening at Moose Point. 1900. Sept.8. George (Farnsworth) and I went to Moose Point at evening.) He took his former station while I chose a new one along the shore to the westward. I had scarce settled myself comforta- bly in the canoe which was drawn up on the shore when a Snipe appeared on the high bank within three or four yards of me. After looking at me steadfastly for a moment it began feeding, moving from place to place by short, quick runs like a Sand- piper, at times walking more slowly. After trying repeatedly to probe in the hard-packed sandy loam it began picking up small objects with the tip of its bill precisely as a Sand- piper would do. Finally it discovered a worm on or very near the surface and seizing it firmly drew it out with one vigor- ous tug and at once swallowed it. Then it skulked off into the tall grass on the marsh but quickly returned and came even nearer to me than at first, giving me a fine view, for the bank was nearly bare and the daylight still strong. Shortly after this it moved off along the bank behind me. As twilight was fading into night I heard it scape a dozen times or more in quick succession. The sound came from the same spot each time and there can be no question that the bird uttered it while on the ground, a thing new to my experi- ce. The call was answered by that of another Snipe out in the marsh and presently both birds rose and, as I could tell by their cries, joined one another in the air and flew off