(274) At 12:10 when I again visited the nest, Brownie arriving at almost the same time, they were ready for a round of worms, Brownie doing the honors. After this all, including Brownie, composed themselves for a nap. No pellets. I have placed a screen below the nest to catch any. 4:30. I have visited the nest a number of time since the foregoing note. The young birds are very active and sometimes come out and stand on the rim of the nest to get food from their parents. A slanting shaft of light through an opening in the foliage about an hour ago showed particles of what I suppose to be fragments of the sheath covering the stems of the feathers floating in the air at each movement in the nest. When the parents came to feed the young the quantity increased and when all was quiet in the nest, none was to be seen. About 4:10 I took a fresh supply of moistened soft food to the nest, the parents being absent. The young birds shrank from me at first when I offered it to them on the spatula, but when I endeavored to imitate the parents' chuckle and touched them lightly on their heads, I got a few acceptances and when I added to my repertoire a somewhat elementary imitation of the parents' approach call, I was kept busy. Soon one of the parents could be heard giving the real call and the youngsters responded instantly, taking food from me freely, reaching for it in fact, even when the parent arrived. This was Greenie with grubs of some sort. When his stock was exhausted- (he gave it all to one bird) he seemed perfectly contented to have me continue the feeding and ate freely himself. Brownie came next without food and Greenie soon left. Brownie seemed satisfied with existing arrangements and very hungry herself. She was sitting on the head of one of the nestlings so that I could not feed it, so I pushed her aside with my hand. She opened her bill at me in protest, but when I put food into her mouth with the spatula forgot all about her momentary disaffection. When neither she nor the young birds