Thoreau writes in his journal:
P. M.—To Upper Nut Meadow . . . As I go along the snow under Clamshell Hill hear it [the river] sing around me, being melted next the ground . . .
Concord, Mass. Ralph Waldo Emerson writes to Thoreau:
Dear Henry,
I am off again to New York in the morning, & go leaving my Professor Horsford [Eben M. Horsford] once more to your tender mercies. He is to come surely Wednesday Evening, & I ventured to promise him your kind conduct to the Hall. So you must come to tea, & hear the Chemistry.
Ever your bounden [burden?]
R. W. E.
