Saturday, February 1, 1868.
  Clear and a pleasant
day. Ther. about 6[degrees] - 
30[degrees] - 20[degrees]. Rose at
6 A.M. Took Don
and went around the
Heron swamp: then
finding the tracks of a bevy
of Quail plunged into the
middle of the swamp. Don
after running through them
put them up without
pointing. Fired at one that
flew over me & I think that 
I killed him. Followed them
up and Don almost trod
on a Ruffed Grouse and
as it rose pulled several feathers
out of it. I shot it on the wing &
Don pulled its tail out. Got back
at 10 A.M. & I think that I
froze my feet. Stuffed the
Grouse in A.M. Mr. Dexter
came in and saw Don. Saw a
Br. Creeper & a Goldfinch.
Heard some Robins.
Sunday, February 2, 1868.
  A.m. clear. P.M.
cloudy. Ther. about
20[degrees] - 30[degrees] - 30[degrees]. Rose
as usual but did not
attend Sabbath school
as my feet were very
sore on account of their
getting frozen yesterday.
Rode down to church in
the car. Read first part
of P.M.; then took a
ride through Waltham
where we visited Mr. Barry's
& saw his Pointers but he
was not at home; then
down to Brighton and
saw Mr. Barne's dogs.
Read most of evening.