1891
May 31
Mass.
Norht Truro., Cloudless but with a dense fog after
10 A.M. Warm with light E. wind.
  In company with G. S. Miller I left Boston
yesterday afternoon by 4.15 train and reached 
N. Truro about 8 P.M. We went directly to
the Highland House where we spent the night.
  The sky was clear and the sun bright when
we stepped from the piazza this morning and
took a short turn down the road. One of the 
first birds that we heard was a Bobolink, a
rare visitor, Miller tells me. He was in full song
in a meadow near the house. Grass Finches,
Red-wings, Robins, Meadow Larks and Chipping
Sparrows were also singing, a Bluebird warbling,
Barn, White-bellied and Bank Swallows skimming
over the fields, a Chimney Swift or two circling
over the house tops. Green fields and close-cropped
pastures about us on every side. Plantation of
pitch pines in the slopes of the hills. In the
distance the blue sea flecked with sails.
  After breakfast we walked across the pastures
to Highland Light. Thrashers and a Maryland
Yellow-throat singing in oak scrub barely waist
high in a hollow. Herring Gulls and a Loon
seen flying over the sea. Swarms of Bank
Swallows whirling about the top of the cliff
("150ft" high) which was honeycombed with their
holes. They were flying to & from their colony in
threes as a rule. We got guns and a local
sportsman (the signal service agent) to assist
us and tried to shot a trio in order to