1892.
July 20
Concord, Massachusetts.
Mass.
Concord.- A brilliantly clear day, rather cool, with
N. wind.
[margin]Evening walk to Bow Meadow.[/margin]
  I did not go out to-day until after tea when
I started for a walk up the Estabrook road.
Keeping on past Clark's I turned into Dutton's lane
a [sic: should be and] followed it through to Bow Meadow. For the first
past of the way – ie in the open country – I heard
Robins, Grass Finches, Song Sparrows, Meadow Larks
and Quail but the singing here was much less
vigorous and general than it has been heretofore.
The swamp beyond Dutton's was without a single
songster of any kind and at Bow Meadow I heard
only five birds a Wood Thrush, Black-throated Green
Warbler, Oven Bird (ordinary song), Black-billed Cuckoo and Red-
Shouldered Hawk.
[margin]Birds singing
at evening.[/margin]
  In Clark's woods, which I did not reach until
7.15 when the light was getting dim under the
arches of the grand old trees, three Wood Thrushes,
an Oven Bird, a Blackburnian Warbler, a Grosbeak
(in full song), a Tanager, a Black-billed Cuckoo and
a Wood Pewee were heard. The Oven Bird gave the
flight song. The Blackburnian sang twice – in the
top of a tall white pines[sic? should be pine]. All the others sang
vigorously and persistently.
[margin]D.[Dendroica] blackburniae[/margin]
  The concert of Wood Thrushes was simply the
finest that I ever listened to. There were three
of them close about me at one time and they
fairly made the woods ring. With this species as
with the Hermit there is much individual variation
in quality of voice and variety and ease of execution
and, as it happened, all three of the birds in Clark's
[margin]Concert by√√[tick marks]
Wood Thrushes.[/margin]