L Bonasa u. togata. Lake Umbagog, Maine. 1894. Sept. 26. Before starting this morning I exposed five plates on our old drummer, from a blind which we have made just twenty five feet from the spot where the bird sits. He was evidently wholly un aware of my presence until just after I had made the last exposure when he suddenly took alarm and ran off along the log, "quitting!" I had a fine view of him through my peep hole but noticed nothing new. The fact that his tarsi, for their entire length, were pressed down on the log was evident. Also it was clear that his wings did not strike his body. Oct. 3. To my surprise our Partridge began drumming at about half past nine this morning. I heard him twice and then I went to the knoll where I found him in his usual place. He behaved rather oddly, stalking about a good deal, sitting down as if to drum, then after one or two flaps closing his wings and preening his feathers or turning around again. A large yellow leaf from a striped maple came whirling down and settled on the log near him. He walked to the spot, looked at it, a moment, picked it up in his bill and then cast it from him to the ground with an impatient jerk of the head. Soon afterward he left while I was absent for a moment. 40