Concord (Farm)
Ther [Thermometer] Thursday, Oct. 26, 1916 [October 26, 1916] Wea [Weather]
Fine

  Brilliantly clear with warm sun
and fresh, cool W. [west] wind. Evening
much cooler.
  Leaves detached & driven by strong wind
flying in clouds, as thick as snow flakes [snowflakes],
over open fields. Many trees, including
elms & hickories, now nearly or quite
bare. Oaks still dense with foliage 
but its [their] more brilliant tints are fading.
The brightest autumn coloring now afforded
by blueberry & huckleberry bushes.
  Very few birds. A solitary Robin in
the strawberry patch, 2 Goldfinches in
bird bath, a Jay & a [female] Red-shouldered
Hawk flying over orchard, were all
I noted near the house - there was
also a Song Sparrow there. 
  In Birch Field, towards sunset, Timmy [Brewster's dog]
treed three Partridges but they were so 
wary I got no shot. I saw there a
small flock of Chickadees, a Canada Nuthatch
& a Yellow-rump [Yellow-rumped Warbler]. Heard another Yellow rump [Yellow-rumped Warbler]
in Berry Pasture. Saw a small Bat
flying about very swiftly near house at eve [evening].
  Spent most of day with Burbank,
planting bulbs & other things near house.
We set out a lot of cowslips in Berry Pasture.

Concord (Farm)
My fourth Partridge shot
Ther [Thermometer] Friday, Oct. 27, 1916 [October 27, 1916] Wea [Weather] Perfect.  
Evening Grosbeak. Heavy flight
of southbound Crows.

Brilliantly clear & delightfully warm
with light, soft S.W. [southwest] wind. A few Dragon
Flies [Dragonflies] on wing at noonday.
  Shortly after breakfast I was standing in
our dooryard when an Evening Grosbeak began
calling very near at hand, apparently in trees
or shrubbery at head of lane. This time 
there could be no doubt as to bird's identity
for its loud voice reached my ears with perfect
distinctness & its notes, House-Sparrow-like at
first, gradually changed to the unmistakeable,
double whistle not unlike that of the Pine Grosbeak,
just as did those of the birds I heard last
winter & spring. This bird called for perhaps 
half a minute & then ceased abruptly from
which I inferred that he was perched at first
& then flew off in [?].
  37 Crows, flying high S.W. [southwest] in straggling order,
passed over at 7 A.M. They were followed an 
hour later by 115. This second procession was
more than a mile in length. Its members
were constantly cawing & their voices were
pleasingly sonorous in the still air.
A third flight of about 30 birds passed later still.
40+ Juncos in our millet, 15 Robins eating
barberries, 2 Bronzed Grackles in corn patch.
  Monson & Jasper back again, working on
road at foot of orchard. Zeph [Zephaniah Prosser] & George carting
brush. I planted bulbs with Burbank.
  At 4 P.M. went to Birch Field with "Timmy" [Brewster's dog]
He started 8 Partridges there. 6 were flushed from
ground in one thicket. I missed a perfectly fair
& open shot at one & then cut down another
by a quick snap shot as it was flying at
lightning speed through dense leafage. This
success made my nerves tingle with exceeding
joy - unknown for many a past year.