Lake Umbagog, Maine.
1893 
Oct. 10.                                                                                         
  A gloomy day the sky filled with clouds which drove rapidly
overheard, the lake lashed by a furious north west wind.
  In the forenoon walked nearly to Rapid River following a                       
spotted trail which led through an extensive tract devastated by
Chase's lumbering gang last winter. The demand for small spruce
logs for paper pulp has made a radical change in lumbering.
Formerly only the large trees were cut: now almost everything
is taken and the woods are being fast ruined. This tract pre-
sented a sad and depressing appearance. There were no birds ex-
cept a few Chickadees and a Creeper or two.
[margin]Changed 
methods of 
lumbering[/margin]
  In the afternoon I walked to Osgood's Point and afterwards                    
set 24 traps for mice and shrews. No Owls in the evening
but when I went to bed a Great Horned was hooting near Moll's              
Point. Four shots were fired in quick succession at 9 P.M. in
the direction of the Narrows -- possibly a deer.
[margin]Traps set for 
wood mice[/margin]
[margin]Bubo hooting[/margin]