1893
March 27
Cambridge, Mass.
(Morning walk to Fresh Pond Grove)
Clear and still. Ther. 30[degrees] at 7. A.M., the ground frozen;
after the sun got well up the morning became warm
and the streets & fields muddy or spongy.
  Took the 8.05 A.M. horse car to Mt. Auburn and
walked up the old lane to Fresh Pond. The orchards, groves
and fields along this lane were perfectly silent save for the chirping
of innumerable English Sparrows and the carving of a 
few Crows but when I reached the bridge over the
Fitchburg railroad a Bluebird began warbling delightfully
somewhere near and another, its mate probably, flew over
calling. 
[margin]Bluebirds[/margin]
  There were a good many birds in the Grove; the
Red-bellied Nuthatch and its companion the brown Junco
among the hemlocks, a Flicker shouting in the top
of a hickory, and a little flock of migratory Sparrows,
containing two Fox Sparrows, two Juncos, and a Song
Sparrow, among the abor vitaes near the old house.
The Song Sparrow sang a dozen times or more but the
Fox Sparrows were silent. A large, mangy-looking
cat, which had evidently been stalking these Sparrows, fled
under the sills of the old house as I approached.
[margin]Red-bellied Nuthatch
Fox Sparrows[/margin]
  Besides these birds I heard Red-wings singing in the
distance towards Vassal Lane and started a small Falcon,
which I took to be F. sparverius but did not get a
fair sight at, from the hemlocks.
[margin]Small
Falcon.[/margin]
  The ice still covers the entire pond but it looks 
dark & sodden & will probably go out soon.