1892
Sept. 4
Concord, Massachusetts.
Mass.
Concord. Clear and warmer with light S[outh] E[ast] wind. A superb
sunset, the finest perhaps that we have had this year.
  Just after breakfast I walked with Mr. Hubbard to 
and through Derby's lane where we heard a Flicker
give first the pink note and then the long laughing
or shouting notes. There were also Jays screaming, a Crow
carrying, and a red-shouldered Hawk uttering the prolonged
series of whe.e.o notes with all the vigor of early
springtime, soaring the while just above the tops of the
trees. occasionally pitching downward & then mounting again.
[margin] Derby's lane [/margin]
  In the trees in front of the Buttricks' were numerous
Chipping Sparrows, several Bluebirds, a Phoebe, a Wood Plover,
a Yellow-throated Vireo and a Warbling Vireo. the last
sang separately in low, whispering tones; the yellow-throat
practically continuously for more than an hour and
quite as loudly and clearly as in the feeding season.
Some of these smaller birds flew to a small elm
over the road in front of the Tolman's where, to my
surprise, they were joined by a Carolina Dove which 
perched quietly on a small branch for several
minutes allowing me to walk nearly underneath it
but flying off when a wagon approached. It was
a young bird in the squamat plumage.
[margin] Young Carolina Dove[/margin]
  Up Assabal with C. in p.m. seeing nothing
of much interest except a kingfisher.
  In the dusk of the evening, a Night-hawk appeared
in Mr. Keyes's field skimming back & forth close to the ground.
 [margin] Night Hawk [/margin]