the cage, soon followed; when I went to the tool-house he made his way across a powerful north wind sweeping through the gaps between the trees (Temp.66) to get his mouse, then proceeded down the lower road to the westward, bowing and nrooing. As soon as I wrote the above paragraph I went to look him up, finding him just outside the fence at the Clearing, still with the mouse (Temp. there 70). He came back over the fence, searched through the canopy of the acacia (tree 1, now a solid mass of golden yellow) gradually retraced his course, then carried it up to nest 3-37. (I hoped he would dedicate that nest with this sacrifice). He remained there 15 minutes, in and out of the nest 5 or 6 times, then carried the mouse to the cage, where R5 was shown it just before he retreated to the upper regions. R now swallowed the mouse, and I left as he resumed his tactics of star- ing up into the gloom of the upper annex where R5 remained hid- den. At 1:25 Rhody was still at the cage,as if he had not moved in the meantime, and R5 still in seclusion. In a few minutes R began to walk about slowly peering into the cage at many places. At the door he tried the wire netting with his bill. He seems to recognize this place as a possible point of entry. At 1:35 he glided off slowly by stages to resume work on 3-37. R5 was aware of his departure and cautiously came down. As far as known R5 has eaten nothing since yesterday morning. R5 Again Released. At 2:15, Rhody still working at his nest and not watching affairs at the cage, I opened the door and let Pepper out. He was not all excited, but stepped out coolly, in no hurry to leave. He looked at everything with interest showing no signs of fear. I think he knew where Rhody was, anyway I could see that bird up and down, up and down building 3-37. Pepper walked over to the dormitory tree, then strolled down the lower road toward the west (and away from 3-37) down the only extensive vista he has had from the cage. In 20 minutes he was at the clearing (Temp. there 76). Without haste he mounted to the fence and sat there for another 20 minutes looking off over the land-and seascape spread out below for hundreds of square miles. I went to him and offered him worms; he walked toward my hand along the wire and looked at them curiously from a distance of 18 inches, but would not take them. (He never took worms from hand anyway). He was as unafraid of me as when in the cage. When he dropped down inside, he was given a good feed of meal-worms He now strolled back the way he had come. By 3 P.M. he was just outside the glade. There he stopped and allowed me to walk by him . I wanted to see if the coast was clear in the event that he returned to the cage. It was not! Old Rhody was mount- ing guard just over the entrance door, looking keenly in all di- rections--he knew the bird had flown. I now watched him. He now spread his wings in a spread-eagle "sunfit" making a fine heraldic ornament over the doorway. Soon he stiffened and gazed fixedly behind me. R5 was coming back to the cage and was only 30 feet away, but had slipped behind a bank, not flinching when I appeared by his side suddenly. Rhody came down deliberately and not directly toward R5, who appeared not to see him, though he worked off gradually to the east. Rhody now dashed off in that direction--toward the same corner as yesterday--and over the fence. I pushed to the fence by the cage. R5 glided past through the air like a meteor, going west; but Rhody had stopped after following but a short distance and I soon lost him. R5 now ran up and down the fence, not excitedly, but seem-