(The incident in this paragraph occurred about an hour after the preceding paragraph was written). Archie and Terry No certain report has been received of these birds since they were last seen by me and noted herein. However, the postman told Julio today that he had seen one of them two days ago at St. James Place, which is about one quarter mile to the S.W. on the steep slope of Indian Gulch. It is in that general vicinity that I suspected Rhody of being yesterday afternoon. Has Rhody some clue? During the rest of the forenoon, today, he worked but little on his nest, spending more time than he has lately on the high places: old oak, observatory roof, house roof, etc. He also boomed much more often, but did not "sing". About 1:10 P.M. he approached me rapidly from the west, running along the lower road. He paused by me, wanted no worms, then ran rapidly toward the N.E. corner of the lot (where I thought the "other" RR was this A.M.) went over the fence and rapidly disappeared in the tall oats to the N.E. His bearing was that of one who had a definite objc t-ive in view. At 2:30 he was at the nest again resting. When I spoke to him he began to rearrange it inside, or pretended to. At 3:40 he was in the shade beneath the tree. Brownie was up in it singing under-song softly--the first in a long time. Rhody gave every appearance of listening intently, as doubtless he was, though perhaps not for esthetic reasons. When B left R returned to work. This nest is becoming a huge affair and in one respect differs from the 8 others built (or partially built) by him, in that it has a high parapet for one half or more of its circumference. (As far as can be determined from the ground). When he is in the nest it reaches far above his head. It suggests a wind-screen, sun-shade or perhaps a tail-rest. At about 4:45 Rhody accepted a large, live mouse with the usual genuflexions, etc., including an offering at the mirror. (My Filipino boy, Julio, on seeing this, aptly called it:"Going to church!"). Instead of taking the mouse to the nest after that, R took it into the cage, stood in front of the magpies without display and gulped it down. I wonder if he has a sense of humor? He worked a little at the nest during the rest of the afternoon, taking one twig up as late as 6:15. I decided to follow him when he went to his night roost in an attempt to solve the mystery, but when out on the street on his way, a motor-car frightened him back into the garden. At 6:45 he was in looking at the magpies. I had to leave without getting the information sought. May 9th. R was at his nest about 7 A.M. He made one or two excursions off to the north east. At 11:30 he came into this room to get a young rat brought in for the occasion. He found a window to display at, but he got no satisfaction, so took it to the mirror at the cage (about 75 yards away in a straight line and entirely out of sight on account of trees and the house itself). Instead of taking the easiest