1750 and rattleb00ed again for another mouse, which was given him. Yesterday, I forgot to record, once when he came for his mouse, he pleaded for it with his tiny whine (cried). The first time in some weeks. No further observations until 4:30 P.M. (Dentistry). At 4:30 Rhody was already in his No.2 house, but he moved later to No. 1. September 24th. This day most of the thrasher meetings were off to the south east, east and north east, from 100 to 500 yards away. Neo's song could be distinguished at times from the others. This lasted all of the forenoon. Neo then came home and called from his private do- main, evidently (?) to summon his mate, as he appeared to be alone at the time. Eventually the calling produced the desired result. Rhody again, after a preliminary visit to No.2, slept in No.1 September 25th. Again the thrasher convention was off in the same territory as yesterday, Neo and N2 coming home early in the afternoon to live peacefully for a time. Neo received worms from me. Rhody entered house No.2 at 3:45 P.M. and stayed there for the night. (Overcast; max. during day 70°). September 26th. (Sunrise 6:00; sunset 6:02). Full thrasher song close to the west at 5:45 A.M., moving eastward in the garden, continuing at intervals for an hour or two. Rhody had his mouse at about 8 A.M. (Cloudy, 58°). About 9 A.M. thrashers had been singing for an hour or so in the territory along the north fence. At 9:15 I found Neo foraging near the cage and he came for worms. N2 now appeared. Neo climbed a tree by the cage to answer his rival singing nearby in the Nichols place. Rhody, sparrow- hawk and ja At 10 A.M. Julio called my attention to a hawk sitting in the top of one of the pines at the north fence. It proved to be a sparrow hawk. As I watched, Rhody came walking along the road. The hawk swooped down at him from a height of about 50 feet clearing him about two feet. Rhody was not much alarmed; did not freeze and walked off to climb the tree from which the hawk came. As the hawk was rising from its stoop three California jays gave chase and followed it over a curving course for several hundred yards. There were various cries, but I did not see the end. In a few minutes three thrashers were scripping in these pines and one of them began to sing. This one sailed down into the baccharis-covered slope to the north and, on call, came back toward me but would not come close. It was not Neo, for I found him at the oval lawn ready for a new lot of worms. I was not certain of his identity until he went up into the surrounding shrubbery and began to sing, using his "secret-victoree" motif. (10:55. Still singing there. Rhody still in low branches of the pine).