(261) end of the branch nearest me (about 3 feet away) but it was not firm enough for a take-off, so she tried numerous others until she found one enough higher than the coping to enable her to drop upon it without much of a preliminary push. She then made several trips back and forth to the nest with worms. About 8 I went to the glade--no young birds there--but Brownie came and, curiously enough, gathered a cargo of soft food which she carried 225 feet to the nest, instead of coming to me for worms. As previously noted I have tried various expedients to make it possible for these birds to carry soft food without having it crumble and fall from their bills en route to the nest. This has been difficult to accomplish--in fact it has not been completely accomplished--because of the habit which these birds have of breaking things up on the ground before carrying them away, thus defeating the results sought, where the material is friable. The attempt to keep the first brood together by establishing two feeding centers is a failure because Brownie regards me as one of them and will find me wherever I go. Consequently if I get the young birds to come to me any place, Brownie comes and breaks up the meeting. The task would be less difficult if there were not the second brood with its incessant demand for food. (?) 9:30 I tried to fool Brownie with a mirror when she just came to hand. I am sure she saw herself in it, as it was only a matter of inches from her and I moved it so she could not help getting at least glimpses of herself, as I could readily tell, but she would take only casual glances at herself. I had hoped that she might try to chase herself away, but she is evidently too wise. At 10:00 I thought I would try to get Brownie to come into the dining room where this is being written, but much to my astonishment, the timid Greenie came instead, actually coming through the window far enough to set his feet on the floor to get the offered worm. To