in a casual sort of way by my side, after having had enough to eat and nothing urgent for the moment, she experimented with a new style of "feather dressing" which was new to me. She fluffed up her back feathers, folded her wings high up on her back so that the tips crossed slightly, then allowed her back feathers to fall over her wings, so that the wings were entirely concealed except for about a half an inch of the tips of about three feathers on each wing. This made her look like a wing- less bird, the wing tips looking like tail coverts. This ar- rangement appeared to please her as she did not change it during the next few minutes while near me. The nest now is almost hidden by the yellow blossoms of the Kangaroo thorn and the surrounding "chaparral" is a mass of bloom. Belle of Portugal, and Cherokee roses, [illegible] Fremontia, Leptospermum and Bush Lupine [illegible] Wisteria . A warm sunny bank, soft ground in which to dig, fresh water for bathing and drinking, a table always set, enemies relentlessly repelled and plenty of friends about. April 16th. This morning Brown-eyes had abandoned half of her new style of "feather dressing" and had one wing exposed, making her look curiously lop-sided and disreputable. She is very suspic ious of the intent of the robins, especially when they fly over- head, crouching low to the ground with her head on one side watching them. I offered her the open box of worms and she ate every worm, swishing out the bran with side sweeps of her bill and then digging up the ground where it had fallen to see if she had missed anything. She did not offer to take anything to her mate on the nest 200 feet away, but remained for some time (Still there after about ½ hour) in the vicinity of the oval lawn digging. While eating from the box held 3 or 4 inches from the ground, she laid two or three worms carefully to one side and it