June 1st. 8:55 A.M. Rhody is on the chimney top of the fireplace in this room. I can hear his hroos coming down the chimney, as he bows in various directions with the mouse just given him. At 7:55 he was in his nest 8-37. He cried when I spoke to him and began to work. This nest is now a twin affair. I rather think now that this duplicity is not so much the result of the original's being crowded as it is an expression of Rhody's urge to keep on building.( 9:03 His coo-song is now coming out of the fireplace! This is an event, since it is the first time in many weeks that he has been heard to sing, and I had about reached the conclusion that the last of it had been heard for the season. He is singing with great ardor and often). To resume where I left off: He apparently seems to have considered that enough time has been spent on 8-37 and that another other nest was in order, and that this place is as good as any! When I went into the cage at 8:45 Rhody appeared from the shrubbery and followed me inside. I picked a freshly killed house mouse out of the food dish and offered it to him, twirling it about to make it look animated, but this did not fool him. He was polite about it, but would have none of it. When I left for the tool-house he promptly followed, and the resulting mouse is, at this moment, (9:18) now in Rhody's bill entirely surrounded by song at close range. Okii, in the small cage with Chiisai, a couple of yards away, is adding his immature song to that of the road-runner "in the fireplace". Rhody continued his song for a half hour, then came down with it. He took it to the cage; to the Nichols' new garden; back to the cage; to the observatory and, finally, to nest 8-37, where he ate it at 10:15. Shortly after he began carrying up new twigs. 11:00 A.M. As I was writing the above note, the young thrashers, in their cage by this machine, began to make what I have called a succession of clucks (although that does not describe it properly: it has rolled r's in it). They had spotted Rhody coming to drink at the pool 20 feet away in the garden. This "cluck" appears to be in the course of change, and is approximating the adult "scrap" (Also an incorrect rendition of the sound). No doubt it is the forerunner of the scrap. After finishing his drink Rhody came to the door and looked in at the youngsters mildly, turned picked up a twig and carried it up to nest 8-37; by the devious route taken, perhaps 80 yards away. I wonder why all this renewed interest in nests and song. I was away from 12:30 to 5:45, Julio says Rhody was here part of the time. June 2nd. (Note written on 3rd.). Rhody was not seen here during daylight hours, but I was away part of the time. (This typewriting has started the young thrashers singing--9 A.M.; 3rd At 7:40 I went down to see if Rhody were in his roost tree and found him comfortably tucked into his house. He now likes this edifice in all kinds of weather. (This refers to 7 P.M. on the second). June 3rd. At 8:45 Rhody was in his nest 8-37.