Fairhaven 
Cliffs 
and 
Walden 
Pond 
Hermit Thrush 
of her mate then rising and flying to the button bushes 
along the river, the male pursuing her. I do not recall ever 
seeing this performance before. The male did not once sing 
while it was in progress. 
We lunched at Martha’s Point, then crossed the 
river, ascended the Cliffs, and walked to Walden Pond 
where C. photographed the site of Thoreau’s house. The after¬ 
noon was unfavorable for birds and we saw and heard but few, 
an Ovenbird or two, a Black-throated Green Warbler, a Iiashville 
Warbler and a few Black and White Creepers. Found a number 
of very fine, old, tall, straight, "timber 11 white and pitch 
pines a little south of the Walden picnic grounds. Some Crows 
flying about these pines excited by and protesting at our 
intrusion. I think I heard their young calling in the nest. 
Returning to the oak scrub south of the Cliffs, 
we sat down in a ??ood-path on the edge of an opening growing 
up to sprouts to listen for the Hermit Thrushes. A little 
before sunset just as we were giving up all hope of hearing 
them a bird began singing in some thick, rather tall oaks 
near us. He was a fine performer, evidently, but did not 
really "let himself out". We listened to him for nearly half 
an hour and then returned to the river. 
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