Penobscot Bay, Maine.
1896.
July 17
  Spent the day packing - No observations.
" [July] 18
  Clear with a cool S. W. breeze.
  At 1 P.M. we put our things aboard the boat
and started for Green's Landing. On the way across
we saw another Bald Eagle, a brown bird this time.
 At Green's Landing I heard Alder Flycatchers and
a Yellow Warbler (the latter in full song) in alder
thickets on the hillside just above the wharf.
  The steamer Mt. Desert came at 4 P.M. and
took us to Rockland where we transferred to
the steamer for Boston. When we left the Emersons'
my young Loon was as bright and cheerful as
ever but either the sea breeze chilled him or some
water which I gave him on the steamer disagreed
with him for he began to fail soon after we started
from Green's Landing and when I went to bed
at 11 P.M. he was only just alive. Next morning
I found him cold & stiff. I skinned him as
soon as we reached Cambridge.