in deep tones, rolling his Rs. He then lapsed into inscrutable silence and made no further responses of any kind. I now looked up Rhody, finding him at his post on the west lot, 75 feet away. I called to him and he turned his head quickly in my direction. I koke-koked. He bowed and hrood once. Further salutations from me caused him to slap his wings togeth er over his back and march down to the street, stiff-leggedly. There he faced me and rattle-bood repeatedly. When called to again, he lowered his head and whined, although he was too far away to be heard. He now proceeded to the curb to sun his back, paying no further attention to me, since the ameni- ties were now satisfied. At 9:15 Rhody was working industriously at his nest in the glas house using mostly twigs which I had put under the tree for him. These did not seem altogether to satisfy him, as many he picked up and dropped, then began to search for others near the tool house with results more satisfactory to him. I now gathered stalks of the weed which he seems to like and placed them beneath the tree. These he now took in place of the twigs. I now heard Brownie (9:30) making his low "blue-bird" note and found him gathering soap-root hairs for nest lining. He brought his sheaf to my feet, dropped them, and flew up to hand for worms. As his nest in the old oak lower story is still only a sketchy platform, far removed from the need of lining as yet, and as B now continued to gather more fibre, it looked as if he had another nest elsewhere in a later stage of construction--especially as the one in the oak has been neglected by him. I therefore watched him.(instead of Rhody). When he had accumulated a load he flew off to the south east, apparently with it, to the low cypress trees at the curve of Selborne Drive. It looked very much like abandon- ment (for the first time) of this place as the chosen spot for rearing his broods--after all these years. I could not find him in the trees, but soon heard him over at the Robinsons', so went to their gate. B soon began to sing from near the top of a pine and then sailed over my head all the way back home, but was not found at his nest here on my return. Rhody, however, was still busily working at 10 A.M. At 10:30 Rhody, who had been out of sight somewhere for a few minutes, now appeared running toward the dormitory tree--towhees were investigating the house. He went up,without carrying anything and they flew. He went inside to investigate, seemed satisfied and sailed down to the door of the cage. (Yesterday he had ejected towhees from the tree, actually chasing them across the oak, an acacia and a pine, all with interlacing branches. I had also test- ed his sense of proprietorship in this nest as I did with 5-36 last year, with the same positive result). Rhody now went into the cage entry and watched every move of the magpies with intense concentration. He wanted to get through the door, climbed up it, out the top and to the roof. R5 was in the upper part of the inner cage. R now wanted to get down through the roof; finding he could not,he came to the door. I opened it from the inside and exhibited a mouse. R came to the threshold, turned his back on me and concentrated on something outside with- out stirring. When he thawed, he came in took the mouse, held it