1892
May 29
(No 2)
Concord, Massachusetts.
Mass.
Concord.  at first fluttering along over the ground
much in the manner of the mate then rising
and flying to the button bushes along the river
the mob pursuing him. I do not recall ever seeing
this performance before. The mob did not even
sing while it was in progress.
[margin]Fairhaven Cliffs & Walden Pond[/margin]
  We lunched at Martha's Point, then crossed the
rim, ascended the Cliffs, and walked to
Walden Pond when C. photographed the site of
Thoran's house. The afternoon was unfavorable for
birds & we saw & heard but few, an Oven-bird or
two, a Black-throated Green Warbler, a Nashville
Warbler & a few Black & White Aupins. Found
a number of very fine, old, tall, straight, "timber"
white & pitch pines a little south of the Walden
picnic grounds. Some Crows flying about these pines
excited by & protesting at our intrusion. I think
I heard their young calling in the west.
  Returning to the oak scrub south of the Cliffs
we sat down in a wood path on the edge of an
opening gazing up to sprouts to listen for the
Hermit Thrushes. A little before sunset just as
we were giving up all hope of hearing them a
bird began singing in some thick, rather tall
oaks near us. He was a fine performer, evidently,
but did not really "let himself out". We listened
to him for nearly half an hour & then returned
to the river.
[margin]Hermit Thrush[/margin]
  As we were eating supper by the canoes a
bird which looked like a Quail but flew like
a Woodcock shot overhead and alighted among