October 28th. Rhody still absent. No Rhody anywhere today, and his roost was watched until after sunset (5:16 P.M., temp. 67). Two pieces of his meat disappeared from the cage between 2 and 2:45. He may have taken them, but he was not seen to do so. B's sub-sings only. Brownie's full song was not heard, though he continues to sing-dig and sing sub-song in the glade for long periods at a time. B not building nest. Brownie has not resumed his nesting behavior since last recorded herein. October 29th. Rhody found safe and sound. At 1:15 P.M., after visiting all of Rhody's known hang-outs, he was seen down in the hollow near the Fish house. I went down to him and gave him a live mouse, then worms. He misses bracing effect of tail. While he was catching worms it was noticed that the three remaining feathers in his tail did not give him the support that he usually gets by using his tail as a brace against the ground. He was unsteady when reaching for the worms, with a tendency to fall over backwards. Not at regular roost. He had not gone to his regular roost up to a little after 5 P.M., and is evidently roosting elsewhere. It was a great relief to find him safe and sound. He has come to occupy an important place in the affections of his friends. October 30th. 2:00 P.M. Rhody has not been seen as yet today. Perhaps the rain, which began at about 10:30 A.M., has kept him under cover Incidentally, if we disregard the 0.06 inch that has fallen since July 1st., this is the first rain of the season. Most of the other birds, including Brownie and his tribe, are also out of sight somewhere. The rain lasted until about 4 P.M. I did not visit Rhody's roost at all and he was not seen during the day, nor was Brownie, for that matter. October 31st. At 7:45 A.M. I could not find Rhody, but Brownie was on hand ready for worms. At about 9 A.M. Rhody was at his observation post on the west lot, also ready for worms. At 10:20 I went out there again. He was still there and ready for more worms. At 2:40 he was still there, on top of the bank warming his back. When I displayed a live white mouse down on the sidewalk he came for it promptly. At 4:55 he was already in his old roost. I had not looked for him in the meantime. (Sunset 5:12. Temp. at sunset 52 ---a cold spell following the rain). He had not visited the cage for meat.