1425 At 9 A.M. I heard him rattle-boo off to the south. He was on top of the McCullough chimney. When I spoke to him he sailed down to me, cried, followed me along the street and up the drive- way to the tool-house, pausing occasionally en route to gaze up into the trees. He had changed his mind about mice in less than an hour and now wanted one. It was received with appropriate ceremony. When I walked away, he started to follow, changed his mind and took it to the mirror, offering it as usual. (Here Brownie found me and got worms for his distant brood). After spending some time at the mirror, Rhody took the mouse up to nest 3-37. When I arrived there, he cried, and came down to me coot-cooting. He now made a complete circle about me of about four feet radius, stopping three times at about equally spaced intervals to face me, bow, hroo deeply and wag his tail. This procedure producing unsatisfactory results, he trotted down the driveway and took the mouse up to 1-36 and lay down in it. By 9:20 he had eaten the mouse. After several minutes rest he came part way down the tree aimlessly and returned to the nest. He did this twice more. (Brownie found me again here). R now came down and sunned. I turned away. Looking back, I saw him walking along the fence toward a California laurel 25 feet from the nest oak. (The branches of another oak intermingle with those of this laurel). Rhody went up the oak and began to look for a nest site, broke off a dead branch and placed it care- fully at a likely looking place, crying all the while. He now came down for more material and took it directly to 1-36, without any uncertainty in his movements! This nest now seems to have gained the right to be classified as 6-37. This year to date we have: Nest 1-37 is old 2-36, repaired and added to. " 2-37 " 4-36, ditto, in glass house in dorm. " 3-37 is brand new, in oak by glade. " 4-37 " " , in house in roost tree. " 5-37 " old 5-36 , in tree near cage, slightly added to. " 6-37 " " 1-36, Brownie's nest found. About 11:30 I went over to the Robinsons' to see if B's nest could be located. I called and, in a few moments, Brownie came unhesitatingly for worms, and ran and flew about 100 feet to an English holly at a rentrant corner of the house. The nest was about 7 feet up from the ground. I could hear the fairy chorus and see at least one head into which B thrust his cargo. I offered him worms at the nest, but he would not take them, although he did not seem to object when I felt under him. I told Miss. Robinson that, when I went home, he would prob- ably be after me there within 5 or 10 minutes, and that is the way it worked out. I had scarcely seated myself at the oval lawn before he came running along the driveway and flew to my lap. Yet, less than ten minutes before he would not take a worm he'd against his bill. At 2 P.M., as I sat by the cage, Rhody came out of the bushes near the entrance and ran quickly into the cage to the meat dish, examining it closely, but the towhees had stolen the meat. Clear- ly he had meat in his mind. I got him some and he came out, cried but would not take it, though that was what he had been after. I now went to the tool-house, followed promptly by him, and he quickly took the proffered mouse.