taken the last one he reached down under the box and pulled one of my fingers, then began pecking about the ground and talking with his mate, who was now digging a deep hole under an old man. Greenie's phrases (such as I could catch) were new and consisted largely of something like this : Chink-oo-whint, Chinko-whint, Cheeko. He repeatedly picked up and dug up soap-root fibres only to drop them again. .Brownie paused to listen (the jays were calling) and suddenly bolted in the direction of the nest, followed by Greenie, but when I got there, there were no signs of either. At 3:50, in order to keep in touch with the birds so that they might not wander off (although it may have the opposite effect!) I squatted on the ground in the glade. Both came at once. I fed them both with one hand. Brownie showed some disposition to poach, at one time taking a worm intended for Greenie, which he at once took away from her without causing any disturbance. I studied both birds carefully. They were both at ease and, I think, were holding their feathers about the same. My impressions were: Brownie is the larger bird. Her bill is longer, heavier and slightly more hooked. Her superciliary stripe is longer, but I think it is changing. Greenie is more slender and looks like a young bird, in form, about 3 months old. He kept repeating: Ching-goo , a slight variation on his talk a few minutes ago. 7:40 P.M. Dr. Alden Miller got here about 4:45. The thrashers had just been in the glade a few minutes before, where I had been trying to hold their attention to keep them from straying (by talking to them and avoiding feeding them) but when we went in, they had gone,