1254 he did follow me once to the shop after having loaded up on meat. Arriving in the yard, he awaited developments. A half-size white mouse did not interest him in the slightest. In fact he backed off when it got too close to him. I tossed him a worm, which he ccaught, perhaps from force of habit, because he dropped it and continued to look at me. I had one more recourse in the way of variety: a litter of 2 day old mice, but R could not have known it, since he can not see any of the mice. Still he waited, stand- ing about 4 feet away without stirring. I let him wait two or three minutes thus, then got him one of the tiny mice as he was turning away. This brought him back, but without enthusiasm. He looked at it and then at me as if awaiting instructions. On being urged to eat it, he did, although I think he did not really want it. If such were the case, the question again arises, why did he follow me to the shop? Brownie sang "everywhere" and "all the time" during the day. Twice it was observed that his song brought Nova to him and once Nova answered readily in her peculiar, high-pitched song, but did not come closer than 75 feet, presumably because of my presence. Brownie solved the impasse by trotting off down the driveway to look her up. Sept. 7th. 1:30 P.M. since first heard early this morning Brownie has again been everywhere singing constantly. (Temp.90 deg.). Yesterday and today Rhody's pet acacia, which usually gives him the right proportion of sun and shade, is not cool enough for him, so he sought full shade plus breeze. (If he does not perspire what good does a breeze do him if it is of the same temperature as the surrounding air at all places?). So far today meat was preferred up till a few minutes ago, when he forsook his cool retreat to follow to the shop for a whitemouse. He had already eaten three pieces of Hamburgers. Again he took his own route to the shop, preceding me at times, but waiting at the gate until I had entered ahead of him. (A polite bird!) In mid afternoon two boys carrying circulars came up the drive- way. This was too much for Rhody and he bolted. At 5 P.M., however, although I had been unable to find him after this episode, he was very careful to place himself in a conspicuous position where I could not help seeing him (and he me) if I passed near the shop or the cage. This meant, of course, another mouse. (Those I have now are rather small). September 8th. The expected thrasher convention does not yet appear to have taken place, but Brownie continues to sing far and near and other thrashers are being more frequently heard. It is possible that a convention has been held elsewhere, of course. With all this singing and moving about Brownie still had time this morning to look me up on his own initiative three times and sit on my knee between worms--sometimes on one leg. On the first occasion he talked in low tones. At first I thou thought: at last B is talking to me, since there is no other bird present; however, Nova shortly came out of the shrubbery and be- gan active work on the worms in the lawn 10 to 15 feet away only-- unusually bold for her. Both N and B ate angle-worms freely,