1893
June 21
(No 3)  
Andover, Conn.


At 5.45 P.M. we took a train for Andover, passing
on the way through Bolton Notch of which I shall attempt
no description here for we intend visiting it later and
spending  an entire day there. Its birds fair to prove most
interesting in every way. From the cars we saw numerous
black & yellow & several paper birches as well as a few tulip trees in
the woods near the highest part of the ridge. Buttnicks  
were among the most abundant birds. There were no
[?] except a few [?].

On reaching Andora we put up at the hotel, a
wretched, dirty place where the food and people were
alike underneath. The town itself was extremely pretty.
After tea we walked down the street to a picturesque
bridge across the little river, Hop river, so called it is
said, because wild hops grow along its banks. Cat Birds,
Yellow Warblers, a Red Start and a Wood Pewee singing
in the trees over the stream & a King [?] shot past under
the low bridge.
Faxon turned back and walked down the railroad to
inspect a boarding place which I the river and
climbed a steep ridge. In oak woods on the
right i heard a Fan   & Oven Birds; In the fields
& meadows below grass Finches, Song Sparrows, and a
Quail  Towhees & Maryland Yellow throats were singing
in some bushes near the river. An Oriols nest in
an elm [?] the dirty road was filled with noisy
young.  A [?]  sang in the distance and presently
a Whippoorwill  began.  robins were scattered about
in a field where the grass had just been cut.
The evening was still &  terribly sultry with distant lightning.