Hylotomus pilcatus. Maine (Lake Umbagog). 1872. June 6. Shot a male on the edge of the woods above the house. He did not seem particularly shy, simple digging behind the trunk of the tree when I made any sudden movement, almost immediately showing his head again, and in the course of a few minutes sideling back into full view. My attention was attracted to him by his loud ringing laugh, continued for nearly a minute without cessation until I wondered how the bird could get breath. These notes bore a close resemblance to those of Colaptes but were louder and shriller. Dead shot a female June 3; she was hammering a crumbling and prostrate log to pie- ces. 1874. July 28. One shot yesterday clung after death to the top of a huge stub and has not yet fallen. Aug. 13. Shot an adult male on the edge of the Stone clear- ing. I was attracted to it by its loud laughing notes which are very like those of Colaptes but slower, rather louder, and ending in a slight tremulo. It might be readily mistaken, however, for the song of Colaptes. " 15. The note, though like that of Colaptes, is unmista- kable. Sept. 19. Heard one near the Brooks Tavern (Grafton). 1876. May 29. Hoard a number, one of them very near me. Their song is almost indistinguishable from that of Colaptes but is a trifle louder and shriller and always ends in a falling tremulo. June 2. Those Woodpeckers make great havoc among the crumb- ing trees. An old stump which I examined to-day, was furrowed into the very core, the furrow being four inches wide and six foot deep.