Bonasa umbellus togata. Lake Umbagog. 1886, October 19. While listening heard a loud rustling and saw a mouse bustling about in the dry leaves. Shot at it and was searching in the leaves where it had been sitting, when another and louder rustling attracted my attention. The sound approached steadily and presently a very large fine grouse appeared, stalking grace- fully through the bushes, nodding his head at each step. After watching him a few moments I shot him. 1889, September 25. Lake Umbagog. Near Bottle Brook I took it (a bird calling) for a Wood Duck. Jim said it was a Partridge. He was doubtless right for on paddling to the spot I discovered a Grouse sitting on a log and shot it. At the report of the gun several others rose and alighted in the trees and bushes. 1889. September 29. Lake Umbagog. Pine Point. Jim shot two Grouse near the camp and I a third which came within 15 yds. of our fire, but which I followed nearly him quarter of a mile back into the woods. Finally killed over a steady point. He was squatting on a bed of green moss under large hemlocks. I saw his glistening eye first, then made out his head and finally the whole bird. 21