Lake Umbagog.
1909.
July 16 [June 16, 1909]
(No 2)   At evening I paddled up the north shore of the 
flooded meadows as far as the Stone farm. In the narrow
deep cove this side of it I heard something sloshing 
in the water and at once thought of a Deer. A moment later
a large one appeared in full view about 30 yards off. He
saw me as soon as I did him and bounded off at once
flashing his white-lined tail.
Evening
paddle &
sail on
Cambridge
River meadows.
Deer seen.
  I next crossed to the south shore. All the coniferous
trees have been recently cut at the place where I approached 
the land but there are many large fine yellow birches
left. They stand wide apart with piles of Spruce tops &
dense raspberry bushes covering the ground. Here I heard large
numbers of birds singing, among them a Mourning Warbler,
a Winter Wren, 2 Peabody birds, 2 Swainson's Thrushes, 
a Purple Finch, a Robin etc. Two Sapsuckers were
drumming, two Winter Thrushes singing, an Olive-sided Flycatcher calling.
Mourning 
Warbler
  When I entered our cove a Hermit was in full
song on the island and two Foxes were barking in 
the hilly spruce grown pastures.
  I must confess that the Hermit heard this evening in
our cove put the two Swainson's Thrushes who were chanting
at the same time rather "in the shade." Perhaps the
latter birds were too far off. One must be very near
a Swainson's (not over 40 yds.) to fully appreciate the beauty
of his song. It is not so with the Hermit. His voice sounds
as well 100 yds. away as it does nearer at hand.
Songs of
Hermit &
Swainson's
Thrush
compared.