been singing often ever since. On invitation he came down from an acacia by the cage and was given worms. His mate was not with him and he seemed anxious as to her whereabouts. Rhody had his first mouse about 9 A.M. and at 10 o'clock followed to the tool-house where he was content merely to look at one offered him. Thereafter he entered the shop to have a squint at the owl, showing no excitement. When he sat on the wall to sun himself I got the owl and showed it to him. He seemed completely indifferent to it ten feet away. Rhody is still in the moults. His crest is still ragged; his belly feathers are thin and his tail feathers have not yet all grown to full length. He still removes quantities of sheaths. Yesterday at 4:10 P.M. he was found already in house No.1, in full sun. While I watched him he tried to eject a pellet without success. 10:50. Neo not having been heard for several minutes, I went out and found him in the garden. He came quickly for worms, fol- lowed shortly by his mate, who also had worms. This looks as if he had really been trying to get her to come home and that was the object of his song. A half hour or so later when he and N2 were still foraging together near the N.E. corner of the place I tried them out to see if their attitude toward Hamburger stake had changed since it was discovered, some months ago, that Neo would eat it but N2 would not. Neo at once accepted small bits tossed to him, "preparing" them as thrashers do meal worms which they intend for their young, then eat- ing them freely. Their stickiness bothered him somewhat so that he had to wipe his bill with his feet. N2 was attracted by them but would not pick them up. Hence their attitudes have not altered at all. About noon, as I was planting a large Valley oak acorn in a pot, Rhody came and hung around me. This meant mouse; in fact it meant two mice--small ones. At 3:10 he was not to be seen, so I went down on the west lot and found him preening in a tree. He pretended to take no notice of me, but when I was about to disappear from his sight in the direct ion of the house, he followed after me all the way to the tool-house, running, stopping, and half flying to regain ground lost by his pauses. Another small mouse. He was now undecided as to whether he needed another or not, so meanwhile went to look in at the stuffed owl through the office window, following this act by wandering about the upper garden aimlessly. At last he started for house No.1 and was on the point of disappearing when he looked back and saw me walking east in the general direction of the tool-house. This settled his problem and he came running after me for the fifth (small) mouse of the day. We have here, perhaps, an example of Rhody's being near the saturation point in the matter of food with no inward promptings of sufficient magnitude to enable him to diagnose his needs with precision! About 10 minutes elapsed between the two mouse-eating acts. At 3:40 he no longer doubted what his next move should be and trotted off to the west down the former road en route to house 1. (Clear, calm, 69°). * From the Cal. Woodpeckers' Tree at Meadow Lark dairy