around freely tut when I am inside he simply 
sits all humped up occasionally giving a harsh 
note, when stretched up to his full height 
the two hands of white on his throat give him 
the curious effect of having a double chin. 
Then I put in a large looking glass. After he 
decided that it was harmless he lit beside it 
and looked around the corner. When he saw his 
reflection he jumped up in the air about two 
feet. Then he went around and examined the 
other owl after testing the glass and looking 
over the top to see if it was there. He was 
much interested in looking at the looking glass* 
room to see how large it was. Frequently he 
rubbed his face across the glass tryin to get 
inside. 
Then I put in a ball on a string but he 
would not touch it or go near it because it 
moved. 
He went down in the hole and brought out a 
sparrow. He pulled the wing feathers but one 
by one before eating. Then he pulled off pieces 
and swallowed them until all were gone. Every 
squeak and rustle was listened to intently. 
December 27 , IS03 - Sunday. 
This morning Art Rudy and I went down the 
track. Over towards Hob Dickies we saw a shrike 
light in a tree in the middle of a field. I 
started after it but it flew on farther and I 
lost sight of it. 
A flock of about twenty-five red crossbills 
flew over to the southwest. I shot at them 
without effect. 
Went over in Slenz Creek Valley. Shot a female 
white-braasted nuthatch that had the whole top of 
the head the same color as the back. 
A red-bellied woodpecker lit in a tree. I 
shot it but only wounded it slightly. I chased 
for about twenty rods before I finally caught it. 
I kept it for Mr. ^tout. 
