minutes before returning, choosing a time when B was going back to the nest after having looked me up, then peered up into the tree and saw Nova still in the nest. Now I wonder which is going to be "it"; No. 10 or No. 9. Incidentally, Rhody, who now (10:45) is climbing around through the bushes at the oval lawn watching the birds at the feeding stations, knows all about both thrasher nests. I fear he will prove to be the serpent in Eden. (Jan 20, 1936 - HK did not) During the rest of the day Rhody hung about the house and the garden most of the time. He has discovered that this house also has a porch with windows easily accessible for pounding pur- puses. He also tired to get up on the roof by running and flying straight up the wall, but failed due to the projection of the eaves. It was not a wild scramble, but a smooth, almost silent, well coordinated attempt, seemingly made with little effort. Brownie and Nova again showed joint interest in nest 9. Feb.25th. 10:45 A.M. Although a perfect day, there was almost no thrash- er song to be heard anywhere. I returned from town about 9:30 A.M.--thrashers still silent and R calling from the observatory tower. A few minutes later Dr. Reynolds and I were looking for him near Dr. Scamell's when Mrs. Scamell appealed to us to hurry to Rhody's rescue off to the west, as her cat Tommy-Leo was after him in earnest, had chased him a long distance, R was badly frightened and making a high-pitched cry running for dear life. The cat even followed him up into trees. We got into a car and drove in the indicated direction, sighting the cat in the tall grass in the act of leaping at something concealed from us. The cat bolt- him ed for home when we were a few feet from us at tremendous speed although we had not even made a hostile gesture. There was no