that had been scolding him near the end of his lizard stalk. He suddenly rose, stared west, crouched flat upon the ground again, darted 10 feet to the west, paused and then continued in the same direction at great speed for 30 feet more only to stop suddenly as a hermit thrush flushed from under an ironwood tree. (Lyonothamus). This also looked like business. I felt now that these activities directed against creatures of his own kind were, in this case at least, inspired by a definite intent to capture and eat them and that Rhody was really very hungry. Accordingly I went to the cage and found that the meat was gone;—probably eaten by golden-crowned sparrows and towhees who are getting most of it;—in the expectation that if he were really hungry he would come there. As I was putting out more, sure enough, here he came trotting toward the cage. As I ex- tended the meat toward him children's voices were heard in the dist- ance and he snatched the meat from me and bolted off at high speed away from the sound to a point where the house was between him and the children, where he ate the meat. (The children were at least a hundred yards from the cage and entirely out of sight. He is always disturbed by juvenile voices). March 4th. B still having trouble getting Nova to lay eggs. About 11 A.M. two deep, hollow, resonant notes were heard from the glade, of considerable volume and power. Something like: Coke, coke, but the vowel not quite o. It startled small birds in the surrounding trees. Rhody proved to be the author. This is the first time it has been heard from him. Occasional occupancy of nest 9 by the thrashers. March 5th. A little song early in the morning, but a great deal during the afternoon when it was practically continuous for about an