perhaps on account of the hawk. Even the ubiquitous quail have not been seen and Rhody appears not to have come inside the place at all. Curiously, however, a thrasher has been glimpsed here sev- eral times. I looked in Rhody's various roosts several times, but did not find him until 3:45, when he was in his old house. I doubted if he had enough to eat today, so went up the bank to his tree and be- gan to talk to him. He stretched his neck out to its full extent and scrutinized all of the terrain in the vicinity of the tree and finally sailed past me down to the street; but he doubled back promptly, ran up the bank and threaded his way through the bushes to me without hesitation. Unfortunately I had no mice, but I gave him all the worms I had. He was hungry and searched carefully for all of those that had dropped amongst the leaves; he was still hungry. So I went back to the house to get a mouse for him. On returning to the tree he could not be seen anywhere. Calling brought him out of the bushes from the direction of my house. (Was he on the way there to look for me?). He ran to me for the mouse-- a big one--and gulped it hurriedly. He was now satisfied and ready to return to his own house. He went up through the ladder tree and, in 4 minutes, was settled in his bunk. Still cloudy, but the expected rain not yet here (62°). For him to leave his house after going to roost prepared to stay the night is a rare occurrence. I have no recollection of ever having succeeded in getting him to come down at such a time before; but it may be that it has happened. (The notes will show). In the present instance it was undoubtedly hunger that was the inducement and I am inclined to think that fear of the hawk kept him from coming here for his usual rations and caused him to remain in cover all day. Nov. 20th. There was early morning calling by thrashers and short snatch es of song. Rhody has breakfast The rain managed to hold off until about 10 A.M. and then it fell in torrents and is still (11:30) falling heavily, without wind. Rhody has very sensibly stayed in bed and Julio, who is devoted to him, has just "handed" him a live mouse on the end of a pole, so R has, for the second time (the first time was unrecorded) experienced the luxury of having breakfast in bed! After eating he remained there. Julio says Rhody was not at all frightened by the pole contraption and reached for the mouse eagerly. The arrangement consists of a bamboo pole with a small basket-like affair on the end not much bigger than a mouse. The living animal is placed in the basket. There was not much rain in the afternoon, but Rhody appears not to have left his house at all during the day and, at 3:30, Julio served him another live mouse as before. Nov. 21st. 1:30 P.M. No rain as yet today--alternate cloud and sunshine At 9:30 A.M. Rhody, who had but a few minutes earlier left his post on the west lot in response to Mrs. Scamell's call, was sitting in an acacia on the south bank near the clearing. When he saw me ap- proaching he cried, but took his time about coming for the mouse, looking at everything else but the mouse until he suddenly decided to grab it. He then retreated to the same tree he had been occup- ying. Four hours later he was still (or again) in the same place working industriously on his feathers and not interested in me at all.