1892
May 25
Concord, Massachusetts.
Mass.
Concord.  A warm sunny day with thunder showers 
darkening the horizon and a gale of wind from the S.W.
in the afternoon.
[margin]Ball's Hill[/margin]
  This was a Black-poll Warbler day. When I rose at 6 a.m.
and looked out the door of my little cabin, the trees &
bushes along the river front were simply swarming with
them. I counted 20 at one time within a area of a few
square yards. The majority were male. There were  also
several Wilson's Black-caps, Canadian Warblers, Redstarts,
Yellow-throats & Swamp sparrows & one Wilson's Thrush.
I did not wake in time for the day light singing.
[margin]"Rush" of Black-poll Warblers [/margin]
  Passed the morning setting out pines on the burnt
track. At one time when I had retired to the cabin 
to rest, a Chipmunk climbed to the threshold of the
door and sat there for several minutes regarding me
with calm curiosity. When I first rose in the
morning I heard a rustling in tree leaves under
my window & looking out saw a Gray Squirrel rooting
in the ground for acorns. He passed the door & then
went out over the water through the tops of the bushes
to the outer line of flooded maples where he returned
an hour later retracing his course past the cabin
& up the hill side with slow walking steps going
back over exactly the same ground. I fear he was
searching for birds' eggs.
[margin]A familiar Chipmunk[/margin]
  At intervals during the day I saw black snakes
of various sizes in or under the trees & bushes along
the river. I suppose the flood has driven them out
of the meadows.
[margin]Snakes driven to high land by the flood.[/margin]
  My Doves appear to have left my land but I
heard one cooing on Davis's hill last night. Returned
to the Buttrick's this evening, paddling most of the way.
[margin]Carolina Doves[/margin]