and decided, on the impulse of the moment, to extend the benefits of his programme to the hawk and not slight him. Oct.11th. Very little early morning song, and no work observed at the nest, though Brownie visited it occasionally and sat in it for perhaps a half hour at a time. He also called Nova to him there, but each time was the first to leave, himself. At 5:30 P.M. B was stowed away for the night in the nest. As a coincidence, Rhody also was apparently located for the night at about the same time. I have wondered where he went at night, since it has not been the cage. Accordingly, about 5 P.M., it looked to me as if he were considering the matter, judging by his actions. Accordingly as he wandered out through the gate, I followed him. He went along the street until he came to Dr. Scamell's (across the street from my south west corner). He went up the steps to the front door, looked in the windows (or looked at his reflection), then down to the garage, where he appeared to examine a rear wheel of an auto- mobile. He pecked it lightly. I think he was looking at his reflection in the hub-cap. He then came out, climbed the fence as Dr. Scamell appeared on the scene, went up into a small dense oak and settled himself comfortably on a limb. We stayed there by the tree hour watching him and conversing for about a half and he seemed well set- tled. However, there is a steep ramp leading from the garage to the street and cars going in and out are pretty noisy and I doubt if he will have sufficient fortitude to remain for long. 9:10 P.M. Well, Rhody is still there, and as far as I could tell, had not moved an inch since I left, nor did he stir when I turned the flash light on him. He has no wall to flatten his tail against, but a convenient twig keeps it cocked up at a comfortable angle just as it did when he settled himself there about 4 hours ago. He is about 7 feet above the floor of the ramp and about 4 feet from