Thoreau writes in his journal:
Return via Clamshell. Yellow clover abundantly out, though the heads are small yet. Are they quite open? Comandra umbellata, apparently a day or two.
Frank Harding caught five good-sized chivin this cold day from the new stone bridge . . .
Concord, Mass. Ralph Waldo Emerson writes to his brother William, concerning the death of their brother Bulkeley:
