1595 At 1:15 he was still in the same place; but cried, this time, when I spoke to him and followed for his mouse, returning to the bank. A little before 3 P.M. he decided to make a day of it and headed for his old roost tree, entering his house at 3:19. A south-east wind had come up during the forenoon, subsided and then been replaced by one from the north-west--180° shift. It then changed to the south-west and clouded up rapidly. It looks as if we were in for a storm. (56° in the court). One less Sharp-shinned hawk at this place° At 3:45 Julio reported a sharp-shin had been sitting in the middle of the oval lawn waiting for birds to come to the feeding stations there, and was now sitting in an oak. I took no chances with this fellow and potted him with the 0.410 gauge shot gun. A male, perhaps the one that was sitting so insolently in the road the other morning. I do not believe in indiscriminate shooting of hawks but, as mentioned in these notes before, I intend to have something to say about Nature's balance on my own property. Cooper's and Sharp-shinned hawks have no place here amongst thrashers--and road-runners. Jan. 15th. (Sunrise 7:24, sunset 5:14). The expected storm brought rain during the night, the morning (and the whole day) being practically cloudless). Thrasher song was first heard at 7:05 A.M., moving toward the east from the oval lawn, then ceasing for the entire day. Julio fed both thrashers in the perchard at the time singing ceased. I was absent most of the day. By instructions, Julio offered Rhody meat instead of a mouse and this was accepted eagerly. This one meal was enough and, at 3:40 Rhody began his march toward his old place in the tree on the west lot. Jan. 16th. (Sunrise 7:24, sunset 5:15). No early thrasher song heard, but both birds were at their place on the south bank and were fed by Julio about 8 A.M. (Cloudy, with some rain, S.E. wind, 48°). At 11 A.M. Rhody was not in his house. I called and he came out of the thicket near the roost tree and down on the bank; but was not concerned about food, although I offered him none. At 12:30 this experience was repeated, except that I went up to him as he sat on the bank and held a piece of meat practically against his nose without interesting him. When I retreated to the sidewalk and showed him the red box in which I carry mice, it was another story and he started down. When I showed him that there was a mouse in it, he came all the way and got it. (S.E. wind, cloudy mild, not raining. Precipitation so far, this storm, negligible). At 2:45 P.M. I found Rhody tucked away snugly in his old house. How long he had been there I do not know; but as it is a blustery day, one can not but commend his good sense, as there is nothing else for him to do, since he has a nice, warm meal inside containing vitamins A to Z. (50°). Jan. 17th. (Sunrise 7:24, sunset 5:16). Rain during the night followed by a partly clouded day, without rain. Thrasher song was first heard at 7:09 in the garden, but it did not last long--here. However, for a large part of the time up to about 11 A.M. song was heard from the Wickland--O'Neill territory about 250 yards to the south. While this was going on a strange thrasher appeared in the orchard and began to answer the other bird,