(452) place. There is open country in between, so that a watcher can follow all of the movements of birds between the two places. I called many times, but got no answer.(The birds have come to my call from that place numerous times). I went down to my entrance and a thrasher (They may have been there all the time ) darted out of the bushes behind me and back in again. Then talking could be heard in the chaparral bank close to me. Calling did not induce them to come out. After a time I saw two of the thrashers look- ing through the fence at me not more than 6 feet away, but not inter- ested in me enough to come to me. I went into the glade and sat down. New feeding behavior. At last Brownie and Greenie came in side by side, went directly to with heads close together. the soft-food dish and ate at the same time. (Greenie's superciliary stripe is wider, shorter, lighter and more prominent). They continued to eat, with heads close together, talking at the same time. I have not seen them eat of the same dish in this chummy fashion previously. Finally they came to me one at a time for worms, but were plainly preoccupied about other matters and rather excited. Birds preoccupied and excited. Their interest was in each other and not in me. After this they retired into the bushes and moved about talking. There were no signs building of nesting activities . All of this unusual behavior at this time seems to indicate that the present nest is not the result of a mere reflex, but that the birds' present intention is to attempt rearing a brood, even at this late date. At 9:30 I went to the nest, finding Brownie in it. I spoke to her and she looked down over the rim at me, said something, then talked at me in pantomime, stood up in the nest, examined its inter- G in house.ior, settled again. Two birds were then heard. I looked for the other and saw Greenie in the house. He moved over to the nest and the two birds nibbled at each other's bills, talking in a queer way which I can only liken to the sound made by certain ducks when feeding--not quacking--but a sort of queer, queer, queer. G took B's place, but both soon left. As soon as I had made this note I Birds indifferent to me. Looks like serious intentions. Duck-like talk.