Cambridge.
Ther [Thermometer] Friday, Feb. 5, 1915 [February 5, 1915] Wea [Weather]
Death of Mrs. John Brooks. Fine
  Brilliantly clear with light
westerly wind. Decidedly warmer.
snow melting freely where exposed to
sunbeams and falling in crashing
avalanches from house & museum
roofs at intervals through afternoon.
Excellent sleighing again but
only a few people out in sleighs.
Automobiles more handicapped than
usual yet running rather numerously.
  In Garden: heard two Jays &
saw half a dozen or more Sparrows.
  Worked all day on Sapsucker story
writing almost the [three] pages of
matter based on field notes but
not following them very closely
save in respect to essential
significance.
  Spent evening in hall with C. [Caroline Brewster] &
E.R.S. [Elizabeth R. Simmons] We had the usual Victrola
concert & reading aloud of 
Crawford's fine story, "The Prima Donna".
[margin]We heard this morning of death of Mrs. John Brooks last night.[/margin] 

Cambridge.
Ther [Thermometer] Saturday, Feb. 6, 1915 [February 6, 1915] Wea [Weather]
Dramatic Club. Fair.
  Forenoon sunny but hazy. Afternoon
cloudy. Evening foggy. Very warm.
Snow melting fast. Streets & sidewalk
deep in slush.
  In Garden: a cawing Crow, a screaming
Jay, a [male] Flicker, a [male] Junco eating
seeds of prostrate Zinnia plants, the
usual number of House Sparrows.
  I saw the Flicker fly into our big
seckel pear tree about 9 A.M. where
he began at once to rain vigorous
blows with his bill on the upper side
of a branch as thick as a rake handle.
Within less than five minutes he stripped
off its bark for a space several inches 
long exposing whitish wood beneath. I
failed to see that he ate anything. Some
of his bill strokes were exceedingly rapid.
  At desk most of day. Finished Sapsucker
story & began on Whippoorwill, writing 2 pp.
  To Dramatic Club with C. [Caroline Brewster] this eve. "Pair of
Green Stockings", a very good play. Sat
next Mrs. Almy & chatted with her more or
less. Tavia Emory next C. & Trudie Fisk near us.
Talked with her during interim. Jack Dwight
there with his bride.We all shook hands.