apparently not afraid of it. The weather was windy with alternate intervals of brilliant sun and squalls of rain. For several minutes I viewed the kite against the background of a vivid, double rainbow. Altogether I watched the bird for about three-quarters of an hour. There can be no doubt of its identity. It gradually worked off to the north-west alternately flying and hovering in search of food. On returning home I passed Rhody's house at 4:30, finding him already retired, and Neo not to be found. Feb. 5th. (Sunrise 7:11, sunset 5:37). "April weather" continued, no early song heard. Neo home, confiding At 11 A.M. I found Neo singing full song in the honeysuckle and singing tangle on the fence in his "home" domain. He came down and got at unusually two worms, then went back to his singing. I approached and offered close range, him worms, which he took eagerly from hand, sitting in the vine and eating first from my palm, then from the worm-box direct. He then sang full song 2 feet from my finger tips, keeping it up as long as I stayed and continuing after I left. Mate not seen. Rhody sings in his house. At 11:30 Julio went down to see Rhody, who began to sing his cooing song as J approached. He came down quickly to get his mouse, then resumed song as J left. At about 12:30 Neo had moved along the fence about 100 feet and was now engaged in song contest with Brokenwing 200 yards away. When it began to rain again he kept up for a few minutes longer and then subsided. His mate was not seen, but a thrasher was heard, at this time, singing softly from their regular hang-out. 2:30 P.M. Neo singing in the rain. 10 minutes ago it looked as if it would never rain again; now it looks as if the sun would never shine again. Rhody was not in his house at 2 P.M. and visible. Not there at 4 P.M., but soon came out of the brush to catch a few worms. 53* He went to bed at 5 P.M. (Julio). Neo spent most of the day singing in the honeysuckle. I believe he would like to nest there if he could get his mate to see the light. Feb. 6th. (Sunrise 7:10, sunset 5:38). A new storm approaching, according to the Weather Bureau, overlapping the present one. Early thrasher song off to the N.E., believed by Neo. A White-throated Sparrow. 4/15 While I was having breakfast this morning 12 different kinds of birds ate from the feeding station just outside the window. Once there were 9 kinds there at the same time. Amongst them there was one White-crowned sparrow easily distinguished from the other Zonotrichias by his large and sharply defined throat patch and rich chestnut coloration of back and wings. (He was also here yesterday with the same group--only the second time seen here in 10 years). He was observed at 6 feet distance. The birds (30 to 50 at the same time) were: