1436. It was on the 15th. of April 1934 that Julio asked me if I had seen the "big spotted bird, larger than a robin, dusting in the road"; and it was the 16th. when I first encountered Rhody, ten feet away. On the 16th., coming back to this year now, Rhody was still on the Wicklands' chimney 300 yards south where had been for a n hour, as I drove off to the Cooper Club meeting, at 8:30 A.M. Julio reports him as visiting the cage during the day and getting a mouse from him. He also reported R on the 17th. going to the cage with a lizard. On the 18th. R spent much time away from here but was located at the Frasers' and the Sampsons' where he had been amusing the members of those households and where his beauty and friendliness caused much comment. About 5 P.M. he entered th to the cage. His meat was well dried by this time and he spent con- siderable time "killing" it. On the arrival of a friend (S.H.) with a four year old youngster (R is not afraid of this friend) we went to the cage to note R's reaction to the child. He became nervous at once: ran out with characteristic gestures and hid. Yet this was a quiet, mannerly youngster, void of stridency. April 19th. 9:45 A.M. I went out to look for Rhody about 7:50 A.M. and not far to go, although I found him in an unexpected place. He was picking up twigs by the magnolia tree and building a new nest, No. 8-37 in an oak only a few feet from the south west corner of the living room, about 15 feet from a window! Now if he only had a mate at this instant, we might have a brood of road-runners right where we could watch all operations from indoors! Rhody is a single-minded personage. Though friendly enough, crying in acknowledgement of my presence, this nest is at present the only thing in the world of importance to him. Up to the time of this note (he is still working diligently) mice mean nothing to him. The nest is about 15 feet above the ground and approach to it is the most difficult for the bird of all of his nests. To carry each twig up involves a struggle with branches and foliage. He has not yet standardized a route; once he fell about 8 feet, re- covering before reaching the ground. There is a bushtit nest about 15 feet from it. Its owners are disturbed by R's thrashing his way to his own rudimentary edifice. This is the noisiest of his performances to date. 10 A.M. Still working hard. R does not know it, but there are several sites within a dozen or so feet of the chosen one that would be ideal for him, even measured by his own standards. Apparently when the nesting urge is upon him, he simply must begin to build at once and is not overly analytical. At 10:20 he was not working. I found him crouched flat upon the ground at the corner of the cage, in a tense attitude, watch- ing something. It proved that it was something in a crack of the rocks (probably a lizard) for, in about 3 minutes, he got up and explored the crevice then trotted after me to the tool-house for a mouse, receiving it with a rumbling hroo, bows and tail-wags. He lost no time in hunting for reflecting surfaces, but carried it to the observatory roof. (I had forgotten to offer him a freshly killed gopher snake about 3 feet long, that had apparently been run over by an automobile). As he took the mouse, a kinglet came down from a tree and fluttered over him. The next opportunity I had to check up on him came at 12:40 P.M. He was then up in his nest, but came down for more mater-