Gallinago delicata. Lake Umbagog, Maine. Evening at Moose Point. 1900. Sept.8. together. A few minutes later one of them returned and alight ed near me, making the usual loud rustle of wings as it de- cended or, to be more precise, as it checked its speed at the end of the descent. Lake Umbagog, Maine. Trip up Cambridge River. 1900. The Snipe was standing on a sandy bank sparsely covered Sept.21. with short green grass. He was evidently sunning himself and every now and then he closed his eyes and took a brief nap. Jim paddled me thrice to within eight feet of him and I ex- posed three plates at him. He paid little attention to us at first, but as we were returning from the third trip to the shelter of a bank where I changed my plate holders he sudden- ly took alarm, flew across the river, ran up under a shelving bank and squatted there. After this he kept well ahead of us flying, skulking under overhanging banks and tufts of grass and finally taking a long flight out of our sight through the woods. While I was photographing him he squatted once for a moment but most of the time stood in much the same attitude as a Sandpiper.