instinct that demands exercise, now that A and T are no longer available. No singing by R. I am somewhat surprised that he has not called A and T, but he is silent except for a rare rattle-boo, an occasional hroo or a soft rattling of the beak when playing with the magpies. Brownie and family. Brownie and Nova have divided the family of two between them. Nova is scarcely seen, but B, though less insistent now that he has but one youngster to look out for, still counts on me. He keeps his charge in the glade and it is just beginning to follow Brownie when he comes to me, showing how easily it could be tamed. April 9th. I look for Terry, At 7:15 A.M. Rhody was sunning outside the cage. I went over to the Reynolds' to see if I could find Terry. A roadrunner was seen immediately when I entered the driveway, sunning itself. On first seeing me it started, recovered, and immediately ran to me confidently and began to eat worms out of the box which I offered. It was Archie, not Terry as I had expected. Archie was as tame as ever and began to sun himself by my knee when he thought all the worms were gone. Later he went up and walked along the wall, but came down and sat on my knee when I showed him that that there were more worms. When he had had all there were, he continued to sit there sunning himself and did not object to my enclosing him in my hands. But when I grasped him firmly, objected. I bring him back. I brought him back (about 8 A.M.) and put him in the open cage, where he immediately began smoothing out his feathers peacefully. Rhody soon discovered that he was right, after all, in his belief that it was worth while while examining the cage at frequent intervals and went in. There was a lot of rustling in the acacia bow and Archie dropped to the lower portion of the cage, boing. He came out the door, not hastily. Rhody followed a minute or so later, darted at Archie and both ran with tremendous speed down the back road to the west, then took to the air and disappeared in the heavy growth. R was overhauling A quickly. 9:37 Rhody is now watching from the top of the Scamell house, silently. About 9:05 I went to the west fence. In a half minute I saw Rhody in the street beyond the west lot running toward it. I thought I saw Archie on the far edge of the lot in the scattered baccharis, but may be mistaken. I saw Rhody when he arrived there. He then went up in a small oak. I went out and stood 25 feet from him, but separated by a dense baccharis thicket. R was boeing repeatedly. He worked over to my side of the tree 15 feet from me and, to my surprise, launched himself through the air at my head, over the bushes, as if to land on me. As I was about to dodge, he banked abruptly (I could feel the wind on my face) and landed 6 feet behind me. He wanted worms. From there he went to the Scamell house. (Time, now, 9:45). Archie a male? Going back to his chase of Archie: It will be noted that the performance radically differs from the Rhody--Terry one, and is more consistent with the thought that Rhody was chasing a male rival from his territory. 10:25. At 9:45 Rhody was found inside the cage on the shelf "doing" the motionless part of his magpie act. (This shelf, described yesterday, is like a legless, straight-backed arm-chair in form). He came out at 10:23 after spending most of the time in the inner compartment (Cage B, sketch p.1003) apparently trying to find a way out, although he should know all about the exit