(500) in the direction of each new sound as the wind shifted to different points. I believe the nest would have been practicably untenable but for the wind-screen's making a lee. At the nest itself it is calm. Fortunately also it is not cold, (Temp. 60) and the direct rays of the sun are warm. G would not take worms from me. Although she did not freeze, she was frightened. When Brownie came, carrying nothing, I gave them all a good feed. B does not want to go to nest. 9:35. B in the glade, not even hunting for food. He would not come for worms until I went directly to the edge of the brush. He took three worms and prepared them again and again as if to put I escort him off venturing to the nest. I walked toward it slowly calling him might and he followed up to the nest. (I think he would have gone anyway). I gave B&G free access to the worm box and they loaded up the young- sters well, then had a good meal of soft-food from the spoon. They did not change shift. G sticks to nest. 11:00 A.M. The wind continues with unabated violence. I am satisfied that, since about 10 o'clock, no food has been given the nestlings other than that provided by me. Greenie has remained in the nest and B has brought nothing, in fact seems to make no effort to find anything, remaining in the glade most of the time where it is warm and sheltered. He just took one meal-worm to the nest after eating a half dozen himself--a bad sign. He took a long time to get there. Through the medium of the two adults at the nest, I gave the youngsters all the worms they could eat. After that B&G had all the soft-food they wanted from the spoon, G talking in pantomime all the time. They did not change shift. 12:35 P.M. As I passed the glade about 12 o'clock, Brownie was sunning himself with no cares whatever. I went in a little later and found him singing under-song. Finally he condescended to