1541 At 5:15, raining briskly, R"sitting tight". It is now dark and owing to typical road-runner reluctance to move about in the dark, I expect him to stick where he is despite the rain. Further, I doubt very much if he realizes that he is actually sitting on a house. The house proper is all below him and it has been his habit in approaching his roost in this particular tree to move into the crotch from above, so it is not impossible that he has failed to recognize the structure as a shelter. 10:20 P.M. Still raining. I have just returned from a look at Rhody. He is still sitting where he was last seen, exposed to the wind and rain. Nature, of course, has equipped him for this sort of thing and, I suppose, he is actually quite unconcerned about what, to a human being, would be a real hardship. Probably only the outer surface of his feathers will be wet and he will be dry and dusty underneath in the morning. Nov. 14th. At about 7 A.M. it was raining heavily, yet thrashers were sing- ing continuous full-song—a habit of theirs frequently observed here. Since the first rain of the present season I have given some attention to this phase of their behavior and, without having made rigorously precise observations correlating rain and song, it may be said that, in general, the dry spells between rains have been characterized by falling off or complete cessation of song at this place during the period following the "convention season", and that after each of the three or four rains we have had since then, there has been marked revival of song. Whether the rain has anything to do with it I do not know, but I think it has. In this connection I am reminded of the observation of Hoff- mann (Birds of the Pacific States) in regard to the song of the California Thrasher: "In almost any month of the year, and regularly and freely after the winter rains, the California Thrasher's song rings out from all the chaparral-covered slopes, or from the thickets along streams." At 8 A.M. (Julio) Rhody was still sitting in the same place in the pouring rain. At 9 A.M. I saw him still there. At 9:30 he was at the sage near the glade with wings slight- ly spread, drying himself. (The rain had ceased). He seemed only superficially wet. When I went up to him and spoke to him, he greeted me with softly-rattled beak, instead of his whine, and trotted along behind as I turned toward the tool-house, where he took a mouse from hand. After 9 o'clock there was no more rain during the day and the sky was clear, weather mild. (Max. 62°, min. 52°). No effort was made to keep in touch with him during the rest of the day, except after sunset, when I was unable to see him (possibly on account of its being too dark) in any of his known roosting places. Nov. 15th. The day dawned with clear skies, mild temperatures, calm. Thrashers were again singing, but not nearby. At about 9:30 R was not in any of his known roosts, but a lit- tle later, he came for his meat and adjourned to his post on the