Friday, November 13, 1868.
  Clear & a most lovely
day. Ther. about 24[degrees] - 
40[degrees] - 30[degrees]. Rose as usual.
On the way to school while
passing the Bacheldor's place,
heard a strange cry (kuk
kr-kr-kr-kr-kra-a-a), &
on looking saw the author
of the sound, a genuine Canada
Woodpecker (Picus Canadensis
of Audubon). In a few
moments a Shrike attacked
him, & drove him some distance.
After school took Tiger in
father's buggy & picking
up  Farrar took a ride
up through Lex. & back
through Waltham.
Saw about eight Common
Crossbills feeding on a
stuble field & hopping about
like so many Sparrows.
Saturday, November 14, 1868.
  Clear and very warm
for the season. Ther. about
30[degrees] - 60[degrees] - 30[degrees].
Rose at 5 A.M. Got Bill
up & had Tiger harnessed.
Rose up to Sherman's pond
getting there by sunrise.
Saw large quantities of
meteors, some of them very
large & splendid. Shot a
Lesser Redpoll. Saw R. Deane
with his team. He shot his
first Woodcock to day. Then rode
over to the  turnpike & shot a
Gray Squirrell. Saw two Pine
Grosbeaks. Got back at 10. Took
the 11 A.M. train for Concord.
Went out with Dan & each
of us, shot a Squirrell. D. also
shot a Hairy Woodpecker.
Took the 6.50 train home,
& found Bill waiting at
Porter's.