Concord, Mass.
1893
Sept. 6
(No 2)
  The beds of wild rice along the river have been
flattened by the recent winds & rain and the stalks
have turned a pale, faded brown the result of
ripening of the grain, evidently, for there are no signs
of frost as yet. The Red-wings & Bobolinks have practically
all left and the rice now attracts only a few
Sparrows & Indigo Birds. Perhaps the Carolina Rails which
still frequent it in considerable numbers are feeding
on the fallen grain.
  At 6.05 o'clock this evening as I was walking
up the hill from the boat landing, a Screech Owl
began wailing in the pines at North Bridge & kept
it up for a minute or more although the sun had
not set (it was at least ten minutes high).[delete]and[/delete]
[delete]still le[?][/delete] Indeed the tops of the trees in which the
bird was sheltered were bathed in sunlight at the
trim. This is the first instance of the kind that
has ever came under my observation.
[margin]Screech Owl
wailing before
sunset.[/margin]