the Thoreau Log.
3 August 1857. Penobscot River, Maine.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  Though for six weeks before leaving home we had been scarcely able to lie under more than a single sheet, we experienced no hot weather in Maine. The air was uniformly fresh, and bracing like that of a mountain to us, and, though the inhabitants like to make it out that it is as warm there as is in Massachusetts, we were not to be cheated. it is so much the more desirable at this season to breathe the raspberry air of Maine . . .
(Journal, 9:501)

Thoreau writes in “The Allegash and East Branch” chapter of The Maine Woods:

  The Penobscot Indians seem to be more social, even, than the whites. Ever and anon in the deepest wilderness of Maine, you come to the log but of a Yankee or Canada settler, but a Penobscot never takes up his residence in such a solitude. They are not even scattered about on their islands in the Penobscot, which are all within the settlements, but gathered together on two or three,—though not always on the best soil,—evidently for the sake of society. I saw one or two houses not now used by them, because, as our Indian Polis said, they were too solitary . . .

(The Maine Woods, 321-327)

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