1901 
April 5 
Geese 
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Soon after reaching the cabin I started to walk 
to the Farm. Just as I reached Bensen's pasture, I heard 
Geese honking. The sound as it first came to my ears from 
a distance of perhaps a mile was exceedingly like the 
baying of hounds. Presently I caught sight of the noble 
birds, high up over the Great Meadows, stretched out in 
a line nearly one hundred yards in length and extending 
at a right angle to their line of flight. As they ad¬ 
vanced, they changed to the hollow formation and inclined 
their flight to the westward, passing nearly over the 
Barrett house, then sweeping eastward over the Green 
Field, then back up river past Davis’s Hill, finally 
wheeling again and going off towards the northeast. What 
a clamor they madei At times they would burst out into 
a general outcry; then,after a moment of silence, an old 
gander would honk once or twice in deep, sonorous tones, 
another would answer him and then another until a dozen 
or more were again calling at once. Everyone saw and 
heard them; the men working at the Farm, Bensen at his 
house, Gilbert and Pat at the cabin. The counts made of 
the flock varied from sixty to seventy birds. They were 
evidently tempted to alight on the flooded meadows, for 
when they circled back over Ball’s Hill they lowered 
their flight to scarce one hundred yards above the earth, 
but the sight of a couple of muskrat hunters in a red 
canoe probably decided them to continue on their jpurney 
northward 
