glade near me. He seemed utterly absorbed in the work and sang happily. It seemed to me that the song indicated his sense of well being and nothing else. Yet, after it had been continuous for a half hour, it ceased abruptly as Nova ran up behind him, and was not heard again as long as I remained, though Brownie continued his digging after one hasty glance to see who it was 3 feet behind him. I had not see or heard Nova before during the earlier hours. Her coming (followed by silent digging on her part) evidently silenced Brownie. Consequently it seems that his song had something to do with her, possibly merely a contact song or location song,-- whatever the name for it is. October 26th. Returning from down town about 12:15, I saw Mike, the Italian who works on the tract, indicating that he wanted to speak to me, so I stopped. He was much excited and pointed toward the entrance, saying something about "very long","maybe kill somebody","over there, I show you". He then measured off a space of about two feet on his arm. I expected to see a rattle-snake, but, instead it was a scattered mass of Rhody's feathers. This was a shock. Six of his beautiful tail feathers, numerous upper and lower tail- coverts, four flight feathers, wing coverts and rump feathers. No clood. No Rhody. I began a search and found him, large eyed and solemn up in the acacia that he affect and from which he can ob- serve the dog. Four slimfeathers only in his tail! I examined the dog's mouth. No feathers. I tried to coax Rhody down, but he would not come. As he seemed safe, I left, returning a half hour later to find him gone. Search disclosed him out in the open near the Scamell house, not showing any fear. He came to me readily and took meat from hand, saying: "Ook, ook, òòk" very softly--the first comment from him for a long time when coming for food. There was no blood to be seen though he was mussed up consider- ably aft, and his magnificent tail a wreck. About 1:15 P.M. he headed for the west lot and his roosting tree, walking across the street with no evidence of fear. I went into the bushes by the ladder tree to see if he really intended to go to roost. I found him sitting quietly in a bacchar- is bush staring fixedly in one direction. In about 15 minutes he went out toward the street and contact with him was lost. I had to leave for the afternoon, but Julio says he went to the cage and got more meat. This episode seems to fit in with the renewed hawk activity here, but considering everything, I believe he got too careless in the presence of the dog and that the dog seized him but not effectively. I shall see what can be done about restraining this animal's public activities. October 27th. Rhody was not seen here all day, could not be found at any of his known haunts, did not come for meat and, up to long after sunset, did not appear at his roost. Consultation with the city attorney disclosed that the dog's presence on the streets not on leash is counter to ordinances and that effective corrective measures will be taken and a report made to me of action taken. So far so good.