Ceophloeus pileatus. Lake Umbagog, Maine. 1897. level plane flapping heavily and continuously like a Crow. On May 28. reaching the ridge near Moll's Rock he began drumming making a (no. 3). long even roll exactly like a Flicker's or a Downy Woodpeck- er's only many times louder. It was so loud indeed that al- though the bird was now nearly a quarter of a mile off the sound reached us with startling sharpness and intensity rous- ing the echoes, too, in all directions. I have no doubt that it could have been easily heard a mile away and probably even further. The bird continued drumming as well as, occasionally, cackling (or shouting) in one place for ten or fifteen minutes. Then he crossed to Leonard's Pond and drummed and cackled there for an equal length of time. We all thought that he was try- ing to call his mate to inform her of the danger that threat- ened the nest, but if so he failed for presently he reappeared alone. Our boats were now partially hidden behind some brush thirty yards or more from the nest. The Log-cock either did not observe or did not fear us at that distance for he entered the nest this time without hesitation or delay. After waiting a few minutes to see if he would reappear we rowed off leaving him in the hole. The foregoing literal experience with a nesting Log-cock fails to convey any idea of the impression which the fine bird made on us all as he clung to the trunk of the old ash some twenty feet above our heads, his scarlet crest erect, his eyes