1894
Sept. 19
Lake Umbagog, Maine.
To Dixville Notch.
  Cloudy with E. wind and light rain late in the
afternoon. It rained heavily during the whole of the
following night,
  We left camp on the steamer at 10 A.M. and went
to Errol whence we drove to Dixville Notch taking
dinner at the Dix House and returning to Errol late
in the afternoon.
  The whole valley of Cold Stream from Errol to the Notch
was ablaze with color - indeed the autumn foliage seemed
to have reached its maximum brilliancy.
[margin]Autumn
foliage[/margin]
  Flickers were [delete]very[/delete] numerous  along the road from Errol to Dixville notch [delete]throughout the whole region
that we traversed[/delete]. They seemed to be migrants just 
in from the North. I counted twelve in one flock. They
were all in fields and openings along the road. As they
rose and flew off towards the woods their white rumps
were singularly conspicuous against the dark spruces.
Often the white alone could be seen rising & falling in
gentle undulations.
[margin]Colaptes auratus[/margin]
  There were many Sparrows (chiefly Grass Finches) along
the roadside but very few Jays or Crows were seen.
We heard hounds running and saw a freshly killed
Fox lying on the door step of a farm house.
[margin]Sparrows,
Jays, Crows[/margin]
  As the evening twilight was falling I walked down
the road to the dam at Errol. A White-throated Sparrow
sang three or four times on the edge of the woods
giving the full song in full, round tones.
[margin]Peabody Bird
in full song[/margin]