1893.
Sept. 26.
Lake Umbagog, Maine.
Pine Point.
  A perfect day, warm cloudless with strong north-west wind
falling to a steady breeze in the late afternoon. At day break
a Loon floating [delete]over[/delete] off our camp made the woods ring with his loud
quavering cries. At night a Great-Horned Owl was hooting in the
distance and in the spruce woods near camp some night bird
which I took to be a Saw-whet, uttered, at short intervals, a
loud whistle much like that of a man calling a dog. (About a month
later after I had left the Lake Will Sargent shot a Saw-whet (doubtless this same
individual for it was in the same place) in the act of uttering this whistle).
[margin]Loon
Bubo
Saw-whet
Owl[/margin]
  I spent the forenoon cutting a path out to the end of the
spruce point. In the afternoon I sailed to B. Point and back.
Saw two Bonaparte Gulls flying about over the Lake. At Moll's Rock,
where I landed to get some water from the spring, a pair of
Great Horned Owls were hooting although the sun was still half
an hour high. To Moose Point at evening taking Don. Saw about 
20 Black Ducks, as many Wood Ducks, three Great Blue Herons,
three Pectoral Sandpipers and an Owl, probably a Short-ear.
Shot a Wood Duck and missed a Black Duck with the other barrel.
I then got a shell stuck and disabled the gun after which,
naturally enough, I had several good chances. The Ducks were
very tame, especially Aix of which several alighted near me. 
[margin]Sailing
on Lake
Bonaparte
Gulls
Bubos
hooting
Moose Pt
Short eared Owl
Duck 
shooting[/margin]