(193) giving no attention to the one in plain sight, Greenie meanwhile calling at intervals from the lookout post. Neither adult seems con- bothered cerned about my movements, but Brownie is plainly puzzled by the necessity for keeping track of her young and finding food and shows it. I had hoped that she would bring the youngsters to me for food and , indirectly that has already occurred. The one in the bush came down and followed her on one of her tripâ to me. I offered him soft food on the wooden spoon, which he swallowed greedily, Brownie watching the operation without concern. I did not touch him. A minute or two afterwards he climbed up into another bush about three feet away and his mother carried food to some of the others that were out of sight. I went and picked him out of the bush without any protest from him at all and gave him some more food. I sat down on the bank with him held loosely in my hand, so that he could get away if he wanted to, as I wished to see how his mother would take it on her return. . She however, was away so long that he finally got restless and wobbled off on his long legs in the direction she had taken. The young now have a single call note. I doubt if they can fly, but think it prob- able that their wings will aid them in an attempted downward pitch from a high point. 10:00 Brownie does her best to feed the young soft food, but as it is crumbly, some of it invariably falls from her bill before she has gone more than a foot or two. She then tries to recover it and more falls out. This is usually repeated until all of it is scattered. She then abandons the attempt, picks it all up again, eating it herself as fast as it is recovered. If enough is left in her bill to make it worth while to carry it to the youngster, on her return trip she generally gathers up and eats the scattered particles. as far as I know I have not seen all of the young, in fact no more than two at a time, and these widely separated, Green-eyes taking care of the more distant one.