(188) right to left. Near the end she began to sink a shaft and from it drew out a large spider. This she killed and took to the nest, but she did not trim off any of its appendages. She returned immediately, preened and played about and "did" one very fine "sun-fit" which I would much have liked to film, but everything was all set and measured forxxthe to get a picture of her eating out of my hand on to the arm of the chair. After sunning she sat quietly for a time by my feet, doing nothing.(I really thinks she likes company when there are no pressing duties to be performed). Getting tired of this she began to glance sidewise up at me and tried two or three of her vertical ridiculous, short^ flights to land on my knee, falling short each time. Finally, with a great burst of energy, she accomplished the feat of jumping and flying fully two feet upward, landing on my hand. I have learned that, if allowed unrestricted access to the box, she will get a beak full in no time, take them to the ground and prepare them and then to the nest. This puts her out of the field of view with a 4" lens very quickly, so this time I partly covered the box with my hand to keep her in view longer. In this picture she will disapper from time to time, but in most cases not going directly to to the nest, but to the ground at my feet, to prepare the worms. This time I got 21 feet of film. Toward the end it will be seen that she eats a few herself. All the others were given to the nestlings. These, it now appears are 16, 17 and 18 days old and still in the nest. They are rapidly losing their down. After taking the film I went to the nest. Young all asleep and Brownie, never having heard of me before, much less having seen me, was as receptivd as a wooden Indian, consequently I departed, to make these notes. It is odd that Brownie's decision to stay on the nest for a while should so often coincide with her taking of the last worm in my box.