Rhody and family. 12:00 M. I went to the road-runner nest about 11 o'clock. It was evidently Circe's shift, but she had slipped off and was in the bushes nearby, booing 2 or 3 times during the hour I spent at the nest. One of the youngsters seemed somewhat hostile and raised his crest at me, refusing food at first; but finally accepting it and snapping at it greedily. The other was more timid, but he saw the light too in the end. All pin-feathers have burst their sheathes on both birds. Their skins are as dark as that of the darkest negroes seen in this country The pupils of their eyes have the same phosphorescent appearance noted in the case of nestling thrashers. Their tails are no longer pointed. Each feather terminates in a long white hair, slightly curled. I took them out of the nest one at a time. They offered little resistance. One is much larger, heavier, stronger and more active than the other. This is the one that raised its crest, which al- ready has a metallic sheen.† This one can grasp a finger with his feet with a perceptible grip, though the feet and legs of both are weak and rubbery looking. They were very tractable when held in hand (one at a time) and each accepted food readily after a little urging, buzzing softly. This hum-buzz, when the young bird is held close to ones ear--for the sound is faint--is strikingly similar to Rhody's whine and seems to be the immature form of it, although it is made with closed bill, whereas Rhody opens his mouth ridiculously wide for so small a sound. During this time Circe could be glimpsed about 40 feet away, apparently not much perturbed, since she preened often. (The adults have been moulting for some time). I had hoped that R would come while I was handling the youngsters so that his reactions could be observed, but as I saw no signs of † Aug. 23 - Per contra sic Dawon.