CONCORD. 
8 
Sail down 
river 
Birds sinking 
Song Sparrows 
Creeper 
si ngin g: 
Fox Sparrows 
It rained heavily all last night but when I embarked 
for Ball’s Hill at 9 o'clock this morning there was only 
a fine mist falling and the clouds had begun to break in 
the west. A light breeze filled my sail and I glided 
silently and smoothly down stream between the rows of 
flooded river maples. How the birds sang! It was worth 
all the long, dreary winter that has just passed to hear 
this one concert. Song Sparrows were really numerous and 
generally distributed for the first time. I counted twelve 
between the Keyes' and the cabin. There were also a good many 
Red-wings (at least seven or eight), two or three Flickers, 
three Bluebirds, and four Phoebes, Near the Marsh a Brown 
Creeper was singing at short, regular intervals, and just 
oelow Flint’s Bridge a. Fox Sparrow sang twice in a thicket 
very near me. I saw another of these Sparrows in the brush 
along the river near the cabin but there were no Song 
Pine Warbler 
Osprey 
H erring Gulls 
A flock of 
• dea 
erodias 
Sparrows there. 
[A Pine Warbler sang once on Ball’s Hill at about 
noon. An Osprey was flying about ever Great Meadow and 
Gilbert saw a flank of eleven Herring Gulls.! 
At 11 A. !.{. as I was standing in front of the 
cabin, a. flock of seven Great Blue Herons passed overhead 
very high in air, flying in close order like Geese, for which 
I at first mistook them. They kept on out of sight due north. 
