Bethel
Ther [Thermometer] Sunday, Dec. 6, 1914 [December 6, 1914] Wea [Weather]
4 [degrees], 30 [degrees], 20 [degrees] Perfect
Brilliantly clear, dead calm, frosty
air & wholly free from chill. Altogether a 
rarely perfect winter day.
  Leaving the house at 9.30 A.M. the
Doctor [Dr. John George Gehring] & I did not return until 1.
We walked 3 or 4 miles first along the 
new trail to Rose Meadow, then to the 
Porcupine den in the old birch stub,
home by way of the Grover Hill
logging road. Fields & openings bare the grass
encrusted with frost crystals shining like diamonds.
Much hard frozen snow in shaded places, very
pleasing to walk over. No wind whatever stirring
before high noon. Woods rarely silent and
filled, as it were, with celestial calm & beauty,
their glades & path ways illumined with
marvellously [marvelously] clear if pale sunlight. No
sounds save the occasional chirp of a little
bird or the chitter of a Red Squirrel. The only
birds met with were Chickadees (1 [in a flock] 1 [in a flock] 1 [in a flock] 3 [in a flock] 5 [in a flock])
Golden-crests 1 [in a flock] a flock] 1 [in a flock], Hairy Woodpecker ([female] at
suet near Dr. G's home) and Partridge (2 flushed
among dead young balsams in opening.
Almost everywhere where there was snow to
record them we saw trails of Partridges &
Deer of three different sizes but only one Fox
track & not many signs of Mice or Rabbits.
The Porcupine was not visible at the hole in
birch stub but his fresh tracks led to & from it.
Altogether we had a rarely delightful & interesting
walk under rarely favorable conditions considering
time of year. Spent P.M. in doors talking 
with the Doctor. Called on the Herricks in
the evening.

Bethel - Cambridge
Ther [Thermometer] Monday, Dec. 7, 1914 [December 7, 1914] Wea [Weather]
8 [degrees] Bald Eagle Stormy
Cloudy with violent, piercingly chilly
north-east wind along coast. Sea
white capped in Casco Bay; heavy surf
at Old Orchard where big waves were
breaking ceaselessly on beach. Snowing at
2 P.M. & raining heavily later at Boston.
Left Bethel by 8.50 A.M. train with
Mrs. Gehring & Miss Eaton. The former
got off at South Paris, the latter
accompanied me through to Boston,
At Cumberland, Maine saw a 
big, brown Bald Eagle flying high
over train across open country, southward.
A solitary Crow at Falmouth hovering
over drift ice in tidal creek.
Gulls & Black Ducks in Back Cove,
Portland. Bryant's Pond frozen over
with clear black ice.
Miss Eaton proved a most
delightful and entertaining fellow traveler.
We talked of books & music & birds
all the way & lunched together in
the parlor car after leaving Portland.
Home by 4.30 - Victrola music
& Crawford novel in evening.