Asio accipitrinus. 2 1895. Maine Sept. 22. Lake Umbagog, turning downward shot back to the marsh again. This evolution was strikingly like that performed so often by the Nighthawk when skimming low over the fields after the light has faded and I believe that it had the same object, namely the capture of some flying insect, perhaps in this case one of the big Dytiscus beetles. The darkness was gathering fast and it was hard to follow the Owl with the eye. Indeed I had quite lost sight of him for a minute or more when it occurred to me to try squeaking like a mouse. I had just squeaked the second time when the Owl shot out of the gloom coming straight towards me about on a level with my head as I sat in the boat. He came within less than 12 feet then turning abruptly with three or four hurri- ed flaps, skimmed off into the darkness. Presently I squeaked again when he again came straight for me this time so near (certainly within six or eight feet) that I was positively a little apprehensive that he might strike my face. We did not see him again but after we had returned to camp a Heron on the marsh- es twice made such a loud and prolonged clamor that we suspected the Owl was at his old sport.