Lake Umbagog, Maine.
1895
Sept. 9                                    
  Cloudy with occasional light showers.
  At about 8 a.m. I paddled across the lake in the cruising                                                              
canoe. At the Outlet I found a Whistler which either could not                                                           
or would not fly but which dove very adroitly. I chased him about
for some time firing one long shot at him. This shot started
up some waders from the marsh. I heard the whistling of                                                               
Summer Yellow-legs and Grass Birds & at length saw four of                                                                      
the latter alight on a mud flat. Before I could get near                                                                                      _
them they rose again & made off. Afterwards I saw or heard
them six or eight times but always flying at long distances.
[margin]Outlet
Marshes[/margin]
[margin]Waders
Les. Yellow legs
Pectorals[/margin]
  As I was scanning the mud banks at the outter closely paddling                                                    
close in shore I discovered a Wilson's Snipe standing in a                                                                          
crouching attitude on the bare mud. Presently he squatted flat 
in a little hollow. & I then saw another Snipe, also squatted,
within a foot of the first. The bow of the canoe was within 
less than two yards of these birds when they rose and made
off at great speed. I fired only one barrel & missed. Afterwards
I found one of this pair & killed it. I also started two 
fresh birds on the opposite bank of the river & bagged both firing
four shots in all for my three Snipe.
[margin]Gallinago
delicata[/margin]
  At evening Jim rowed me across to Moose Point where we
took a station near the twin ponds in the marsh. About 50       
Black Ducks came into or near this marsh but I got only
one shot - at four birds which came directly over me. I dropped
my first but missed with the second barrel. I aught to have fired
at twelve Ducks which came directly over the pond & set their
wings "bunching" beautifully but I thought they were going to alight
& missed my chance. Two Herons passed near us & we heard one
Snipe.
[margin]Evening at
Moose Point.
Black Ducks.
I shoot one[/margin] 