First: The Russet-backed thrush song, followed by: The tree toad cricket-crawket twice repeated, then a few clear notes of his own. Next the explosive pitch-it-it of the ground squirrel, not repeated, followed by a few phrases of his own. This combination was repeated almost without change, except for the finishing phrases which were varied. The volume was 3/4 to full. It developed that all this was for the benefit of Nova who was occasionally glimpsed skulking in the bushes near him. I do not know the terminology used in describing bird-song, but I should consider this as a contact song perhaps. May 14th. Early morning song not heard by me. About 10 A.M. Brownie had apparently lost contact again, so he stopped working on the nest, climbed the old oak and sounded off, gradually working westerly. He had forgotten all about the phrases with which he was so much smitten yesterday, and used the following ones: (with some I could not catch): Pitteeek-cure; pitteek-cure-tseep; tsee-poo;(the tsee about an octave higher than the poo--both short and staccato). The old berra-tsee-cup and peet-byouick; a new one: Weet-tork-queet. Roadrunner. 1:30 P.M. As I drove along the street in front, the roadrunner ran in front of my car and up into my garden. B was again apparently out of touch with his new wife. He is now on his way to the canyon singing still another combination of phrases which I could not catch. I wonder if he is in somewhat the same straits as Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater. About 5 P.M. I thought I would see if, by any chance, the road- ranner was making the chaparral bank his headquarters, not having seen or heard him since 1:30. I did not think there was one chance in a thousand. However, he was soon located, sitting quietly in a