presumably not interested or not seeing what was going on. By this time an hour and a quarter had elapsed since B first began singing from the old oak. He knew where I was all of this time, but ignored me completely. I had been wondering why he did not come to me, especially when he was all alone subsinging. He evidently had other matters in mind. The episode in the small tree, where he tapped the twigs below him seems to have been a form of display similar to that seen later on the ground, being modified due to the difference in location. It would appear to be a rather one-sided courting affair. Just before 6, as I left, B again climbed the old oak and called queelick repeatedly, but was not heard to sing. He is now quite sleek in his new plumage, with a feather or two ruffled or missing here and there. (These notes for the same day last year--I have just looked them up--comment upon B's fine appearance after the moult, and soap-root fibre my mistaking him for Snoozy).(Carrying of twigs and apparent nesting activity were commented upon August 30th. last year). Sept. 2nd. There were several thrashers singing full song as late as 9 A.M., at which time I went out to see what contribution Brownie was making to the concert. He was in the sparrow-hawk tree again sing- ing loudly about 40 feet above the ground, but when he saw me, con- trary to yesterday's behavior, he sailed down at once and came for worms, of which he wanted but few. Amost immediately he was followed from the same tree by Nova(?) and the two ran rapidly down the path whence toward the east [illegible] thrasher talk coming from the trees near the boundary of the property appeared to interest them. There also were other thrashers singing in the distance. During the day all four of B's family were seen frequently, and at about 1:30 P.M., his whole tribe--wife and two youngsters--were at the oval lawn with him. Nova is now as sleek as B and will come