Thoreau writes in his journal:
A. M.—Walked to Quinsigamond Pond via Quinsigamond Village, to southerly end, and returned by Floating Bridge . . . Higginson showed me a new translation of the Vishnu Sarma. Spoke of the autobiography of a felon older than Stephen Burroughs, one Fitch of Revolutionary days. R. W. E. [Ralph Waldo Emerson] told [of] Mr. Hill, his classmate, of Bangor, who was much interested in my Walden but relished it merely as a capital satire and joke, and even thought that the survey and map of the pond were not real, but a caricature of the Coast Survey . . .
