Thoreau writes in his journal:
P.M.—To White Cedar Swamp.
A wood tortoise making a hole for her eggs just like a pieta’s hole. The LeucothoÑ‘ racemosa, not yet generally out, but a little (it being mostly killed) a day or two.
In Julius Smith’s yard, a striped snake (so called) was running about this forenoon, and in the afternoon it was found to have shed its slough . . .
