I catch only occasional glimpses of her, as she stays down the canyon most of the time. (?) At 11:45 Brownie sat in the top of the old oak singing, amongst other phrases: Stick-to-it, stick-to-it, stick-to-it, torpeeto-, quare, torpeeto- quit, tsip, eat-you. He then came down to me through the berry patch, then to the nest where he dozed for a time with eyes closed. At 11:45 he called softly from the nest: Ber-wick, ber-wick. At 11:46 (about): Ber-wick, Ber-wick, tsip, tseeah. About 11:57: Stick-to-it, stick-to-it, byurrick. He left about 12 M, headed west. I went immediately to the western boundary of the property, about 150 yards from the nest, to see if he would again go down the canyon. His song was heard approaching, and in a few moments, he sailed grandly over my head to a bush outside the fence, singing there. When I called him, he considered coming back, but at about 12:04, scrapping was heard further down the canyon, and he left in that direction. Two voices could be heard, gradually receding, then loud song, estimated at not less than 200 yards from where I stood. I waited 15 minutes to see if he would come back with Nova, but he did not. She is having a bad influence on, I fear. 7:40 P.M. At about 7:25 I looked for evidence of the thrashers' return from the canyon, wondering whether Nova's attractions were weakening B's attachment for this place and whether he roosted here now, etc., when I heard thrasher talk near the glade. I went there, called, and B came running to me confidently, taking worms and making low calls. He then climbed the old oak, called softly, dived down into the glade, whence thrasher talk issued. Evidently Nova was there.