Thoreau writes in his journal:
Put on skates at mouth of Swamp Bridge Brook . . .
Just beyond the bathing-place, I see the wreck of an ice-fleet, which yesterday morning must have been very handsome . . .
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Put on skates at mouth of Swamp Bridge Brook . . .
Just beyond the bathing-place, I see the wreck of an ice-fleet, which yesterday morning must have been very handsome . . .
