of the feathers (I do not know the technical name) are quite prominent and it is easy to imagine that, superficially at least, they are not so far removed from their ancestor the Archeopteryx (If he was an ancestor). About all they appear to lack to make the resemblance more striking is teeth. 12 Noon. It was raining heavily, so I went to the nest carrying an umbrella (a new appliance for these birds ). B.E. on the nest looking dry and comfortable and not minding the umbrella, and evidently not needing one. G.E. was not in sight, but was found eating suet and chicken-feed at the oval lawn. A Fox Sparrow was scratching in rocking-horse fashion underneath the stand where Green Eyes was eating. Quail were eating the grass, and nearby were Brown and Spotted Towhees, Gambel and Song Sparrows and Juncos. As G.E. left the stand he was replaced by a pair of Wren-tits. 1:30 P.M. Still raining. Brown-eyes on the nest with a few beads of water on her feathers and bill. She shakes them off of her bill. Her body is dry in other respects, but her tail slopes the wrong way for this kind of weather! The leaves above offer considerable protection from the falling rain, but they tend to concentrate it into larger drops. 3:40. Green-eyes incubating contentedly. Search for Brown-eyes discloses her sulking under a pyracantha at the oval lawn. She will not come out--looks at my offerings of worms and soft-food with lack-lustre eye. I note that the other birds in the bushes are not moving. I go closer to B.E., but she will not budge, although plainly looking at the worms in my hand. I go still closer and she suddenly darts out, seizes one and retreats in a panic, running and flying. This is repeated several times. The other birds in the bushes begin to come out, but still/Brown-eyes will only dart out