1894.
June 29
Breezy Point, Warren, N.H.
  Cloudy and cool with low hanging clouds and
thick scud driving across the valley before the
strong N.E. wind and obscuring the mountain
summits on every side.
[margin]Woodstock
road[/margin]
  We took the Woodstock Road this morning and
followed it to within a mile or less of the
summit of Mt. Cushman. For the first mile
beyond the river it passes through alternating
open farming land and tracts of second growth
birches & spruces. Most of the farms are
deserted. [delete]In[/delete] One of the barns was inhabited
by a fine colony of Barn Swallows – a dozen or
fifteen pairs at least – and Swifts were
building in the chimney of the silent house
near by. A Savanna Sparrow was singing in the
uncut field and Cedar birds lisping in the
shaggy, unpruned orchard. All around the
clearing rose the clear challenging whistles of
the White-throated Sparrows.
  Just beyond this farm the road descended into
a deep hollow where a brook flowed through
the empty basin of an abandoned mill pond,
with deserted out-buildings, a rotting dam
and piles of sawdust, marking the old mill site.
Beyond the brook a large clearing, growing up
to young birches and raspberry bushes with stubs
scattered about plentifully, made a long, wide
gash in the otherwise unbroken forest that
flowed down the mountain sides. The road
skirted one side of this clearing & then plunged into