1284 Rhody was not seen to occupy his place on the west lot, but was located near the Fish house, where he was given a mouse. November 6th. A.M. At 7:45 (Temp.49) Rhody was not in his roost. At 9:00, on looking over the fence to see if he was at his post, a hawk was seen on the ground under the bushes about 25 feet from R's usual post. I got glasses to be certain that it was not Rhody and shot him. It was a Sharp-shinned hawk [Accipiter velox]. Examination for old wounds convinced me that it was the one I knocked out of the tree yesterday. 1:30 P.M. Another hawk just flew out of the oak by the front door. An hour ago, when I returned from an errand, I found Rhody down by the Fish house. As I gave him worms a red-tailed hawk and an Accipiter circled about overhead, Rhody watching them keen- ly with raised crest, head first on one side and then the other, but not missing a single worms tossed to him from a distance of 3 feet. An hour or so before that another Accipiter was lurking in one of the trees by the house. Brownie still keeps hidden away someplace, so do most of the other birds, especially the quail under "every" bush. Rhody seems to think the neighborhood of the Fish house the safest place. There are no trees of any considerable size about it, only shrub- bery. It is the open and R's view of the sky is unobstructed. My place has too many trees to be really a good place for a road- runner to be safe from hawks. Rhody was not in his regular roost at a little after 5 P.M. November 7th. Rhody was not in his roost at about 8 A.M. (Fair and warm; for- got to take temp.). At last he has decided to come to the cage for meat again. (About 12:30 P.M.). After this a visit to the Scamell lawn, worm catching and inspection of the west lot from across the street, followed by decision to go over there to his old post. This may mean a return to normal, and I shall not be surprised to find him in his regular roost this evening. (1:30 P.M.). 5:20 P.M. I looked for Rhody in his roost at 5:05; he was there. (Sunset 5:06, Temp. 62). November 8th. Rhody was in his roost at 8 A.M. Still there at 9 A.M. (Temp. 57) with no evident intention of coming down; so I left and did not look him up again until about noon, when he was at his lookout. He came to the fence at once and, when the worms were all gone, waited patiently for something more without moving in his tracks. So I got him a piece of meat the size of my thumb. When he saw me coming he crawled under the fence, up the wall supporting the road, "ooked" and gobbled the meat, then back through the fence again (to get out from under the trees of which he appeared suspicious (?) and I don't blame him.) He still hung around there as if expecting something more, so I called him and he crawled under the fence again and flew