Salisbury, England.
1909.
Aug. 19 [August 19, 1909]
  Cloudy & cool with fresh N.W. [Northwest] wind.
  There are scores if not hundreds of Martins' nests
on the walls of the Cathedral under the arched springs above
the windows at heights varying from 20 to 150 or more feet.
Many of the birds (at least 25 or 30) are still lingering and a
few are feeding young in the nests.
Martins nesting on Cathedral
  Swallows swarm throughout the town. I see them
flying in under the arches that span the river taking food
to their young and bringing out excreta in little white sacks.
By dozens they skim close over the lawns about the
Cathedral and up and down the neighboring streets just
as we used to see them in Cambridge when I was
a boy. Their notes seem to me identical with those of our
birds & their flight & general behavior precisely the same.
Swallows nesting under stone arches over river
  The principal business street of Salisbury, crowded at times
with teams & foot passengers, crosses the river near our hotel by
a stone-arched bridge. The river is only two or three feet in
depth, with a swift current and water of crystal clearness in
which from the bridge, one may see at any hour of the day
hundreds of Grayling and dozens of Trout. The former are said
to range up to 4 lbs in weight, the latter to 16 lbs. Trout
weighing 3 lbs to 4 lbs are constantly in plain sight. Anyone
staying at our inn (The Country Hotel) may fish for them in the
reach opposite it after obtaining a licence (from the Government, I believe,)
costing 5 shillings. Two men in the hotel [?], using the hotel rod,
were fishing yesterday morning & this, casting a single minute fly
with admirable skill & grace & after a style quite different from
that in vogue in New England. They got nothing yesterday but
this morning one of them landed a Grayling of about a pound in
weight while I was watching. The town boys fish from the bridge with [?]
lines on [?] when there is no police men in sight, getting a few Dace.
Trout & Grayling in the heart of a populous City