12, at which time I was sitting by the dormitory tree. At that time Rhody was seen headed for his cage and my attention was concentrated on him. Rhody went in, got his meat, "flirted" with the magpies, came out, performed a few antics about a box and a chair, seeming- ly in play, had a good drink from the Indian mortar, then trotted over toward me. Instead of coming all the way he decided that there was something interesting about the dormitory tree, so for 5 or 10 minutes he walked around beneath its branches peering up into it intently and considering various routes by which he might climb up into it. Two or three times he crouched as if to fly up into it, but abandoned the attempt. From the direction of his most concentrated gaze, I am reasonably certain that Brownie's nest was the principal, if not the only, attraction. In the meantime B had left, and as the nest is still a mere lattice-work and can be seen through in all directions, it would not have been necessary for R to leave the ground in order to satisfy himself that it contained nothing worthy of his attention. So he wandered off, occasionally returning to the cage during the afternoon for more meat. That he is getting at least some natural food is apparent by the dense, limy character of his droppings. B worked frequently during the afternoon--especially when it cool ed off--and even got Nova to come and have a look at the nest while I was watching from below. On one of his visits to me, I offered him a twig as he was leaving. He came back, looked at it, gave it one peck and picked up one of his own selection. Sept. 28th. Song began before sunrise. As noted yesterday, its character indicated its purpose to be a call for Nova. When I went out there B was working alone and Rhody had taken the meat left for him in the cage. 1:35 P.M. B has just been sitting alongside me waiting for Bb was anxious for worms and when he came, "The" fly was riding on