I stand near him and then walk away, he keeps his place. In similar circumstances even Brownie will retreat at once. So would all of the dozen (?) other thrashers that I have fed from hand here. At sunset Brownie approached the Dormitory, but kept looking in all directions as if to locate Nova. He began to sing softly and was answered promptly by her off toward the glade: queelick, queelick, indefinitely. This seemed to satisfy him and he went up to often the nest. I have noticed many times that he is satisfied, both at bed time and at other times, when he has determined that she is in the immediate vicinity and makes no effort to establish closer contact, but goes on about his business, whatever it may be, when he hears her. Very little work was done on the nest and B was seen in it but a few times during the day and then he was resting, singing, or doing nothing. Oct.2nd. Quite a lot of early morning song. Brownie, Nova, Bb and Rhody all present and accounted for, though I had to hunt for the latter and found him "pointing" the towhees in the branches of a pine tree over his head. When the towhees shifted to a peach tree a few feet away, he lost interest and turned to a careful scrutiny of his immediate surroundings in minute detail, without moving his body. This produced no results, so after a thorough preening, he headed toward the cage, incidentally driving a flock of quail ahead of him. Brownie climbed the old oak and called for Nova with success, but as soon as she reached him on his high perch, he sailed down to me for worms rather ungallantly. Nova went to the dormitory tree first, then B. After a short wait I followed. Nova departed hastily and B was sitting quietly in the structure. His attitude seems to be that if there is a nest and he, or anybody else sits in it enough, sooner or later eggs appear in it miraculously, but that for some