I see a muskrat-house just erected, two feet or more above the water and sharp; and at Hubbard Bath, a mink comes teetering along the ice by the side of the river. I am between him and the sun, and he does not notice me.

  P.M.—Sail down to the Great Meadows.

  A strong wind with snow driving from the west and thickening the, air. The farmers pause to see me scud before it. At last I land and walk further down on the meadow-bank. I scare up several flocks of ducks.