stood there idly. Greenie dropped down from the tree and stood about 6 feet from Snooty on the other side of him. Snooty ran back toward the bushes in front of me and stopped before entering them. Greenie ran up to him and he crouched down on the ground and opened his beak as if for food, although it looked like a plea for mercy, and perhaps it was. Greenie after contemplating him for some time, reached over and tapped him lightly on the bill. As a reward for his forebearance I called Greenie over and gave him a worm. Up to the time I left at 10 o'clock there were no attacks, although the three birds were in the glade, the two adults busy about their own affairs and Snooty rushing in and out of the bushes and through them as if looking for a playmate, but avoiding his parents. I returned in about an hour to find all three still there, each attending to his own affairs and each interested at different times in the worms offered. Brownie Snooty of repeated Greenie's inspection of an earlier hour, but it was of longer duration and she did not touch him. All was peaceful when I left; but, from past experience, the campaign of persecution may be re- sumed at any moment. From 1:45 until about 2:30, and how much longer I do not know, all thrashers were in the glade. During this time the only hostile demonstration was a mild sort of threat made by Brownie when Snooty approached her a little too closely, but it was not followed up. Snooty's eyes are still identical in color with Greenie's. August 10th. At 8:30 Brownie and Snooty were in the glade, both very hungry. For a considerable period it was not possible to give worms to Snooty because,, although he would come for them readily enough, Brownie would manage to interpose herself between us and get it, whether I tossed it or held it in my hand. Holding it behind me where only Snooty did no good as Brownie could not be fooled in this way and would threaten him when he advanced to get it. Brownie finally tired of the game or