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turned his back on this man (a decrepit looking Oriental of
uncertain race) and preceded him at a ten to 20 yard interval, for
75 yards, or until he came to the path leading up the bank through
the trees to the side gate. I could not find him in the orchard,
so went to his roost tree, arriving just in time to find him
following his regular route through the ladder tree. At 2:30
he entered the nest in the house, with the lizard.
At 4:10 P.M. I went to the fence at the clearing and called
once. I heard a faint whine and he came out of the brush and flew
over the fence, followed me to the tool-house.
As an experiment I offered him two mice at the same time: one
white, one brown, both small, about half grown. He took the white
mouse, started away, now seemed to see the brown one for the first
time and came back as if to catch it also, with the first one
still in his bill. But the mouse crawled under me and R desisted.
It now occured to him that it would be a good plan to eat the
first one, which he did. I fished out the brown one and he took
it, displayed and went to the mirror, pressing it against the
glass, waiting quietly and then repeating. This lasted for 5 or
10 minutes, when he bolted upon hearing the voices of two little
children (whom he could not see) as they approached the rear of
the cage on the other side of the fence. (Children are "bad med-
icine"for him ). I used up several minutes in relocating him: in
the old oak, just swallowing the mouse.
Brownie was not seen or heard all day. I expected that he
would be considerably in evidence: looking for a new nest site,
calling his mate and so forth.
April 10th.
At 9:30, raining slightly, Rody presented himself for a
mouse, taking it with full honors off to the west, using the back
road instead of the lower road along the south side.
10:15. Rhody now at the kitchen door with his mouse, having
changed his mind about the west lot.
A few minutes ago I found the back-bone, with one leg at-
tached, of a freshly killed thrasher. Further search disclosed
a tibia with foot attached and some fragments of wing structure.
20 feet away I found tail and breast feathers with droppings of
a predatory bird? strung out in a straight line, as if the bird had
taken flight from that spot.
Examination of the thrasher feet showed that the bird was no
longer young, as the scales exhibited the roughened appearance
that Brownie's have been acquiring in the last year or two. B has
not been seen or heard this morning. (!?).
12:30 P.M. Calling and searching here and at the Robinson's'
proved fruitless.
At 2:30 Rhody came to the cage and inspected the magpies,
then came out for mice. At the tool-house I again offered him
two simultaneously, holding them by the tails. He reached for
them, but appeared not to like their vigorous squirming, so I
laid one down, which he immediately took. I now placed the other
near him. He wanted it too and tried to pick it up several times
with the other still in his bill-- a difficult feat--at last suc-
ceeding. He now reflected upon what to do about it, finally de-
ciding to drop one and eat the other, and abandon the one dropped.
Now followed about an hour of preening during which feathers