I give Brownie worms, he does not go to work immediately (or at all) as formerly and there are no indications that Nova has any special interest in increasing the local thrasher census returns at the present time. Altogether, prospects are unfavorable; but on the other side of the picture, there is Brownie's apparent faith in some sort of a miracle that will transform what is now merely a resting and sleeping place, into a focal point of life and new interest. He seems really to practice the principle forming the basis of his own slogan of: "Stick-to-it, stick-to-it!" Bb was carefully scrutinized this morning while taking worms from me. His eye stripe and ear coverts are lighter and more conspicuous than Brownie's--more like Greenie's and Nova's. In fact he resembles the females I have known in this respect, and not the males. It may be that "he" is really "she" and that B knows it, and that there- in lies the explanation of B's not having driven him away. The possibility is also suggested of B's being fed up on all this business of trying to bend the stubborn Nova into compliance with his plans. As these notes show, she has been consistently independent in her views from the first. Bb's eyes, I think, show more than a suspicion of the orange-brown now, even under direct light. Dr. Scamell reports that Rhody was still "in bed" at 8 o'clock had this morning, much to his surprise, as he supposed that he had begun foraging long before. This lateness is puzzling, and I wonder if the chilly night and the gloomy morning had anything to do with it. Rhody's daily routine seems to be about as follows: Forage in the fields during the entire forenoon, beginning about half the time with an early visit to the cage for meat. At noon again visit the cage for meat, flirt with the magpies, have a good drink, look around the place for something to amuse him-