at ground level in the palm of my hand. He advanced carefully and took this one without retreating until I disturbed him by fumbling for another one. When I held the worm box at the ground level, he returned and investigated, but not thoroughly. I then handed him a worm. At this point Brownie suddenly appeared and took charge of the ceremonies. I suppose that this bird was Bb, since B showed no hostility toward him and fed him promptly. Dr. Reynolds's man brought some mice for Rhody. Rhody promptly swallowed whole the one offered him. As I am unable to get mice and English sparrows here; the lizards are getting scarce, and, owing to the strike, meat is unobtainable, this relieves the food situation. 7:10 P.M. Brownie has been lethargic all day, with a tendency to sit quietly in one place on the ground, with feathers puffed out and eyes partly closed. He has not been eager for worms as usual and at times when he came to me would not take any, but stand quietly by and look unhappy. He is getting very shabby due to the moul, and I wonder if that is what is affecting him. Bb now comes when Brownie does, but it is impossible for me to feed him when B is near, as B insists on taking every worm and giving it to him himself, though Bb knows all about what they are for and handles them expertly. July 19th. 3:30 P.M. (Just finished an 8 hour shift standing guard with a shot gun with other citizens,keeping suspicious characters out of Piedmont). On my return both young thrashers were at the oval lawn. When Brownie came Bb came with him. When B left Bb stayed behind and responded readily to my advances. (Second time). B would feed neither, but ate all of the worms himself. Brownie has recovered his spirits, but is very shabby, feathers falling off of him when he runs. Pin feathers in his tail now breaking from their sheaths. July 20th.