Thoreau writes in his journal:
The dense fog came into my chamber early this morning, freighted with light, and woke me . . . A fire in the sitting-room to-day. Walk in the afternoon by Walden road and railroad to Minn’s place, and round it to railroad and home.
Thoreau writes in his journal on 6 September:
The other afternoon I met Sam H—– [Hoar?] walking on the railroad between the depot and the back road (Journal, 2:465).
