the bird by approaching nearer, and called to me in the living room. I found Rhody not alarmed at all, quiet and composed. Soon he climbed the stairs to the landing and gazed for a long time out of the window there. Ascending further, he found all the doors closed so turned back. This was quite a test of his courage, since two of us were watching him and he was really cornered--a situation intolerable to all road-runners of my acquaintance, and one which inclines them to panic. However, all of his movements remained slow and deliberate; he instantly caught a worm tossed to him, permitted me to take close-ups of him with a still camera, then came down to where I had opened a window for him. He finally de- parted by that route, still showing no signs of fear. See photo. P. 1249 A. August 25th. The same group of persons, with one more youngster added, again occupied the shady place near Rhody's roost, once more forcing him to seek repose elsewhere. This time, after satisfying himself that they were really there by stretching to his full height and listening intently, he sought refuge in the old oak, where he re- main for about 2 hours, preening and resting. At about 4 P.M. he followed to the shop-yard for his mouse. He still is in the mouse-meat phase of his food cycle. Feathers still occasionally float off from him when he preens. The pattern of his tail is not yet fully restored. August 26th. Much full song by Brownie, first heard before 6 A.M. and last- ing until about 7:30. An hour or so later the young thrasher was at the oval lawn; Brownie came and caused him to move on a couple of yards, but did not object to his presence there in the bushes. Rhody found me about 9:30 as he wanted a mouse. After that he retired to his acacia, the picnickers not having put in an ap- pearance. 2 P.M. Rhody, just now, came down from the acacia, where he had spent several hours. The picnickers had not yet arrived, but he inspected their chosen spot from long range, then trotted after me to the shop-yard. A young rat failed to interest him. A butterfly was offered with the same results. Next a very lively Jerusalem cricket interested him merely as a spectacle. A live mouse was then produced without causing him to budge from his tacks. He became bored with my exhibit of local live-stock when it appeared to him that my recourses were exhausted, but waited a minute or two, out of politeness perhaps, then strolled off. When I went to him and tossed him worms he was willing to catch them, but, I suppose, he was not really hungry. Assuming such to be the case, why did he follow to the shop? At 5:30 P.M. Rhody was at the junction of the upper and lower roads near the tool house. I got the impression that he was wait- ing for me to initiate a mouse expedition. As I approached him he displayed slightly, allowed me to pass, then followed to the shop-yard where there was no hesitation in accepting the first of- fering --a white mouse. This is now the third (?) time I have found him waiting there at about this time and when I have not been in touch with him for several hours, and when sufficient time has probably elapsed since the preceding mouse to arouse his taste for more.