Lake Umbagog, Maine.
1895
Sept.6
[margin]Pine Point[/margin]
  Another clear, calm, and very warm day. Then 80 [degrees] at 2 P.M.
  I spent most of my time to-day developing photographs
but in the afternoon walked to Osgood's Point with  C. &
E.R.S. to see the sunset which was very beautiful. In the
duck cove north of the Point we heard a tremendous squawking
and on investigation I found that it was made by
two Great Blue Herons which flew from a dead tree as
I showed myself on the rocks at the point. A Brown
Eagle was perched near them & I suspect that he had
been quarreling with them as I thought I heard his
choking scream mingling with the general outcry.
[margin]Photography[/margin]
[margin]Herons &
Eagles[/margin]
  A Great Horned Owl was hooting at about 10 o'clock to-night
in the direction of the Outlet. For the past three nights
I have heard [delete]Swainson's[/delete] Thrushes migrating in large numbers
and on the nights of the 5th there was a heavy flight
of Warblers.
[margin]Bubo hooting[/margin]
[margin]Migration[/margin]
  The fog hung late on the Lake this morning yet I saw
Warblers start out into it from the end of our point
heading due South. At about 9 A.M. a strange, low, yet
penetrating, hooting or tooling sound like that made by blowing
into a bung hole coming from the fog enshrouded lake
and strange to Will Sargent as well as myself tempted us
to put off in one of the boats to investigate it. After
paddling nearly a mile we came upon two Loons one of
which was making this sound. While on this expedition
we repeatedly heard & saw Warblers flying singly, low
down cross the Lake through the fog. Some of them
kept a straight course towards the S. Others were evidently confused
& wandering about.
[margin]Add on[/margin]
[margin]Warblers
crossing the
Lake in
a fog[/margin]
[margin]Strange cry
of a loon[/margin]