(190) should be given no more food at the time. When she bit the tin spoon, still she was angry, but when she did not bite my finger it was because she was not angry enough. When she turned to eating the food herself it seems to me that it showed, not only that her annoyance with me had passed, but that it was, in the first place, directed only at the act of (presumably) overfeeding the young. These are, of course, all guesses, and undoubtedly any competent biologist can easily prove that I am ascribing motives, passions and reasoning power to these birds entirely beyond the capacity of their feeble brains, and that they are mere automata acting solely through the residue of the momentum imparted to them when life was first kicked into them by a chance grouping of electrons, protons, neutrons, positrons and photons. June 3rd About 7:30 A.M. I went to the nest, finding the adults ab- sent. The young are so big and dignified looking that I thought at first, that one of them which was sitting higher than the rest, was Brownie. They did not flinch or show fear, so I gave each of them a lump of soft, warm food about the size of a rather large pea and then repeated the dose a few moments later. They were extremely well behaved, no squealing or scrambling. I left before either of the parents returned. These little fellows are now broken in on artificial food, show no fear of me and recognize me as a source of food. Altogether they are such attractive youngsters, especially as regards future potentialities, that it is a great temptation to put them in an aviary and make pets of them. About 9 Green-eyes was practicing his music in the old oak overhead. Brown-eyes did not appear for some time and then carried something to the nest. I went up and offered her food in the spoon which she ate freely. I then handed her one worm at a time which she distributed about equally amongst the nestlings although one, was