I went there and Greenie came out for one worm. I then went to the glade and the wren came from about 75 feet away where he had been singing and scolding, and took three worms from my hand while I sat in the chair. Brownie then appea-red to get his share, then went down over the bank into the chaparral, working his way east. I then saw him, as I thought, about 120 yards away in the top of a cypress in the direction of Robinson's. He then flew the rest of the way to that place. I went over there to verify this observation and, when about 200 yards from the glade, loud thrasher calls and sustained song were heard from my place and I could see a thrasher sitting on a bare limb in the top of the old oak. I assumed this to be Greenie calling for her mate to come back, so as I could see no signs of B where I was, I returned and tried to induce the singer to come down to me so that I could determine who he was, but he would pay no attention to me, calling persistently and looking intently off to the S.E., using rich phrases of full song. He kept this up for about 15 minutes, then lowered his voice slightly and sang more or less continuously for several minutes, when a thrasher was heard approaching from the S.E. It climbed the tree and proved to be Greenie, the singer being Brownie and the one seen going over to Robinson's being, therefore, G. They sat side by side for a few minutes, then both came down to me for worms, the wren managing to grab one from my hand before G could get there. B then carefully gathered a sheaf of soap-root fibre and root- lets at my feet, left in the direction of the dormitory tree where he was found sitting on his night perch, as already noted. There is no evidence of a nest there (as seen from the ground), but, once again, it will be seen how powerful a nesting instinct, or reflex, actuates these birds at all times. It will also be seen that they are again approaching a cycle of full song after a period devoted almost entire- ly to undersong. We are in a period of rainy weather and everything is dripping wet, though it was not actually raining at the time of