Thoreau writes in his journal:
P.M.—Up river . . . (Journal, 14:88).
Thoreau also drafts a letter to the publishers of The World (MS, Henry David Thoreau papers (Series III). Henry W. and Albert A. Berg Collection of English and American Literature, New York Public Library).
Daniel Ricketson writes to Thoreau:
I am desirous to hear how you are getting along, although I have an impression that you are improving. I would not put you to the trouble to write me, could I fairly call upon any one else.
I look back with pleasure upon my late visit to Concord. The particularly bright spots are my walks with you to Farmer Hosmer’s and to Walden Pond, as well as our visit to friend Alcott.
I should like to have you make us a good long visit before cold weather sets in, and should this meet your approval please inform me when you answer this.
I expect to be absent from home for a few days the last of this month, but after that time I shall be at home for some time.
Our Indian Summer weather is very charming, and probably the air softer than more inland if a season so delightful has any difference in this section of New England.
I suppose you have hardly needed a fresh doctor since the bountiful supply I brought you. I was much pleased at the unceremonious way in which you described him. I hope the dread of another holocaust of the same kind will keep you in good heart for some time, for, assuredly, as soon as you begin to complain, which is hardly possible, after so great a feast as you have had of late, a bigger victim will be forthcoming upon whom the eagle-eye of some friend of yours is already fixed.
You will pardon my seeming levity, and attribute it to the fresh morning air and increasing health and spirits. I have tasted no sugar-plums of any kind since I left you. I thank you for the friendly caution. I need more. Come then, and be my kind Mentor still further.
With kind regards to all your family and to Mr. Alcott, Channing, Hosmer, &c.
Yours truly,
D. Ricketson
P.S. Mrs Ricketson and our daughters join in regards and invitation to visit us soon. You will be welcome at any time. This is a good time to ride out to the ponds, &c. We are having beautiful weather here, calm and mild.
Please ask Channing if he received a book I sent him in care of Dr. W. Channing, Boston.
Thoreau replies on 14 October.
Thoreau surveys farmland on Sandy Pond Road for Edmund Hosmer (A Catalog of Thoreau’s Survey at the Concord Free Public Library, 8; Henry David Thoreau papers. Special Collections, Concord (Mass.) Free Public Library).
Thoreau continues to survey land on Lexington Road for John B. Moore (A Catalog of Thoreau’s Surveys in the Concord Free Public Library, 10; Henry David Thoreau papers. Special Collections, Concord (Mass.) Free Public Library).
Edmund Quincy Sewall Jr. writes in his journal:
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Ralph Waldo Emerson pays Thoreau $7 for surveying “Samuel Heywood’s Pasture” and 50¢ for a plan of the “Sawmill woodlot” (Ralph Waldo Emerson’s account books. Houghton Library, Harvard University, Cambridge, Mass.).
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Gray refers the cone-like excrescences on the ends of willow twigs to the punctures of insects. I think that both these and the galls of the oak, etc., are to be regarded as something more normal than this implies. Though it is impossible to draw the line between disease and health at last . . .
2 P.M.—To river.
A driving rain, i.e. a rain with easterly wind and driving mists. River higher than before this season, about eighteen inches of the highest arch of the stone bridge above water.
Going through Dennis’s field with C., saw a flock of geese on east side of river near willows. Twelve great birds on the troubled surface of the meadow, delayed by the storm. We lay on the ground behind an oak and our umbrella, eighty rods off, and watched them . . .
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Thoreau also writes to Thaddeus W. Harris:
I return by Mr. Gerrish three vols. viz Agassiz sur les Glaciers Shepard’s Clear Sunshine and New England in 1652
Yrs
Henry D. Thoreau
Thoreau writes in his journal:
P.M.—To Cliffs and Walden and Hubbard’s Close.
The hillside and especially low bank-sides are now conspicuously green. Almost did without a fire this morning. Coming out, I find it very warm, warmer than yesterday or any day vet. It is a reminiscence of past summers. It is perfectly still and almost sultry, with wet-looking clouds hanging about, and from time to time hiding the sun. First weather of this kind. And as I sit on Fair Haven Hill-side, the sun actually burns my cheek; yet I left some fire in the house, not knowing behind a window how warm it was . . .
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