What is wrong with all of the other places , especially those that were so highly prized before? Why did Archie, after one look into his accustomed bunk, depart so hastily and avoid it thenceforth? Was it a suddenly recollection of an unpleasant experience there? Why did not Terry take it? Why did T not take his (now) usual bed? 7:15 P.M. (Temp. 63). As the day was rather warm (the birds panting), perhaps the hanging nest was desired as a cool spot. In any case, it looks, now that the birds are growing up, as if the road-runner, certainly never a gregarious bird, is intolerant of the presence of others of its kind and that these youngsters are arriving at the stage where this characteristic is beginning to ap- pear. (Yet they will sit side by side in the daytime in perfect amity). This morning A and T became nervous and frightened when Dr. aand Mrs. Reynolds and their little daughter approached with me. Yet they are not afraid of the Doctor. This afternoon four of us (all men) approached the cage, the birds becoming nervous at once. When I approached alone, they were not afraid. I had the others come slowly, one at a time. They were frightened as each appeared, calming down somewhat between ap- paritions. Finally about a half hour after all were seated nearby they became almost normal. Mere numbers frighten them. Terry is frightened easier and worse than A, but he gets over it sooner. Terry is the more timid bird, but, curiously, will become reconciled to the presence of a stranger in the cage and become familiar with him long before Archie will tolerate his presence at all. Yet Archie is the one that "uses" me most. A cat is caught. 7:35 P.M. I am swinging back to the cat idea as to the cause of last night's trouble--since I find we have one in the trap now at the cage. A and T were in the same places as when I left them about 6 P.M. The cat had evidently not frightened them, going directly to the bait (bacon). He was promptly shot and the trap set again. Wind (See p. 1677) by a wide margin since the local records began 62 years ago. Archie and Terry, in their short careers to date, have experienced to record meteorological performances: this wind and the August rain. Brownie has a bad "cough". Brownie, as stated, has been rather "scarce" these last few days. When, this afternoon, Mr. Brock and his two friends wished to see him, I thought it was doubtful if he would respond to call. How- ever, we went to the oval lawn and I whistled his bugle call a few times and he shortly appeared "coughing": pip, pip, pip and seemed unable to stop. He trotted across the lawn to us and jumped to my hand to the great delight of my visitors. He continued his pipping between worms. To him this must rank as a racking, painful cough, for I noticed that with each pip he gripped my finger tighter. When he went away he was still coughing. Hummingbird still in roost. 11 P.M. The humming-bird is still on the same roost, about 8 feet from the window and below it, facing it. It is just a little, round ball about the size of a walnut with no apparent head, although its crimson throat patch is conspicuous. It is not disturbed by the beam of light. Quail are sleeping in their regular roost 8 to 10 feet from it in the next tree. It went to bed last night just as the quail were doing likewise. That is how I happened to find it.