Oct. 15th. Very little early morning song. At 7:45 there was not a thrasher to be seen or heard on the place. At 8:30 full thrasher song was heard to the south east. As there were no birds to be seen here, I assumed it to be Brownie, since it sounded just like him. I stood near the glade and called and a peculiarly high-pitched song began some place behind me and continued for several minutes. I thought first that it was Nova much improved, and that we had here a new phenomenon, namely, Nova calling Brownie from abroad, reversing the usual procedure. Both songs continued simultaneously, but the one behind approached and shortly two thrashers climbed the old oak at the same time, one came down to me for worms--Brownie. He then returned to his mate in the tree and there was a long singing contest between the near and the distant bird. So it was probably B behind me all the time, yet his song, if was he, was strange; enough so that I speculated as to whether it was Nova, as stated, Bb or a mocking bird. The usual thrasher phrases were either not present or else undetected. When B sang from the tree he used "standard" phrases. I have suspected that Rhody spends most of the forenoon foraging in the fields, so about 9 I went out to see if I could find him. I located him right out in the open in the field to the west of the Scamell house, where I expected to find him, though I had never seen him there. I walked out to him and stopped at about 10 feet from him, although he had shown no nervousness at my approach, and offered him worms, which he came and took and then waited beside me. I left him there and came back here for a live sparrow that Julio had caught yesterday. Rhody had moved across the street to the west of my place. When I showed him the bird he came and took hold of it, but was startled by its fluttering and let go, then executed a series of evolutions about me in a lively manner, for some unknown reason. He came for