Crymophilus fulicarius. Poplar Tavern, between Bethel and Lake Umbagog, Maine. 1896. We stopped here for dinner and Mr. Glidden and I crossed Oct.5. the river to look at the trout pond. On our way back and just as we were at about the middle of the suspension foot bridge a light-colored bird started directly beneath us and skimming close over the water flew down stream for a few rods uttering a sharp whit, whit very like the call of a Spotted Sandpiper anxious about its young. Almost at the first glance I recog- nized this bird as a Red Phalarope which, of course, I was greatly surprised to meet in such a place. It alighted again in the middle of the river where it floated lightly and stemmed the swift current with apparent ease, but it took ad- vantage of the eddies as much as possible and presently began working about the lower sides of some large boulders where it seemed to find food in abundance for it pecked rapidly and in- cessantly at their rough surfaces wet with the lapping of the waves. It also fed on the surface of the swirling eddies, moving about very rapidly and in devious courses. It was very tame but whenever I got within about 20 ft. it would rise and fly a few yards uttering its whit. Finally I went to the house, got my 32 cal. collecting pistol and returning shot the bird. It drifted down stream an eighth of a mile or more be- fore I found a chance to reach and draw it in with a long pole. September 9, 1898, a large light colored Philadelphus though too low & thin, appears seen by me in the bushes. 56