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26 November 1837. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  I look around for thoughts when I am overflowing myself. While I live on, thought is still in embryo,—it stirs not within me. Anon it begins to assume shape and comeliness, and I deliver it, and clothe it in its garment of language. But alas! how often when thoughts choke me do I resort to a spat on the back, or swallow a crust, or do anything but expectorate them!
(Journal, 1:13)

26 November 1839. Concord, Mass.

Ralph Waldo Emerson writes to Samuel Gray Ward:

  I have copied Thoreau’s Elegy that I told you pleased me so well. Some time you shall give it, if you please, to Miss Fuller (The Letters of Ralph Waldo Emerson, 7:360).
26 November 1850. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  An inch of snow on ground this morning,—our first. Went to-night to see the Indians, who are still living in tents. Showed the horns of the moose, the black moose they call it, that goes in lowlands (Journal, 2:112-116).
26 November 1853. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal on 29 November:

  On Saturday, the 26th, a dog on whose collar the words “Milton Hill,” or equivalent ones, were engraved ran through the town, having, as the story went, bitten a boy in Lincoln. He bit several dogs in this town and was finally shot. Some of the dogs bitten have been killed, and rumor now says that the boy died yesterday.
(Journal, 5:522)
26 November 1854.

Concord, Mass. Thoreau writes in his journal:

  What was that little long-sharp-nosed mouse I found in the Walden road to-day? Brown above, gray beneath, black incisors, five toes with claws . . . (Journal, 7:76-77).

Philadelphia, Penn. William Henry Furness writes to Ralph Waldo Emerson:

  I was glad to see Mr. Thoreau. He was full of interesting talk for the little while that we saw him, & it was amusing to hear your intonations. And then he looked so differently from my idea of him . . . He had a glimpse of the Academy [of Natural Sciences] as he will tell you—I could not hear him lecture for which I was sorry. Miss Caroline Haven heard him, & from her report I judge the audience was stupid & did not appreciate him.
(Records of a Lifelong Friendship, 1807-1882, 102-3)
26 November 1855. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  Bottom of boat covered with ice. The ice next the shore bore me and my boat (Journal, 8:34).
26 November 1857. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  [George] Minott’s is a small, square, one-storied and unpainted house, with a hipped roof and at least one dormer window, a third the way up the south side of a long hill which is some fifty feet high and extends east and west. A traveler of taste may go straight through the village without being detained a moment by any dwelling, either in the form or surroundings being objectionable, but very few go by this house without being agreeably impressed, and many are therefore led to inquire who lives in it. Not that its form is so incomparable, nor even its weather-stained color, but chiefly, I think, because of its snug and picturesque position on the hillside, fairly lodged there, where all children like to be, and its perfect harmony with its surrounding and position . . .
(Journal, 10:207-208)
26 November 1858.

Concord, Mass. Thoreau writes in his journal:

  Walden is very low, compared with itself for some years . . .

  Here was evidently warmer water, probably a spring, and they had crowded to it. Looking more attentively, I detected also a great many minnows about one inch long either floating dead there or frozen into the ice,—at least fifty of them . . .

(Journal, 11:344-347)

Montreal, Queb. Thomas Cholmondeley writes to Thoreau:

My dear Thoreau

  I am at Montreal & I think I shall pass south not far from you. I shall be on Tuesday evening at the Revere at Boston. I am going to spend the winter in the West Indies. What do you say to come there too?

  Yrs ever
  Thos Cholmondeley

(The Correspondence of Henry David Thoreau, 528-529; MS, Henry David Thoreau papers (Series IV). Henry W. and Albert A. Berg Collection of English and American Literature, New York Public Library)
26 November 1859. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  P.M.—Walk over the Colburn Farm wood-lot south [of] the road . . .

  The chickadee is the bird of the wood the most unfailing. When, in a windy, or in any, day, you have penetrated some thick wood like this, you are pretty sure to hear its cheery note therein. At this season it is almost their sole inhabitant.

  I see here to-day one brown creeper busily inspecting the pitch pines. It begins at the base, and creeps rapidly upward by starts, adhering close to the bark and shifting a little from side to side often till near the top, then suddenly darts off downward to the base of another tree, where it repeats the same course . . .

(Journal, 12:451-453)
26 November 1860.

Concord, Mass. Thoreau writes in his journal:

  P.M.—To E. Hubbard’s Wood . . .

  Mother says that Lidy Bay, an Indian woman (so considered), used to live in the house beyond Cæsar’s and made baskets, which she brought to town to sell, with a ribbon about her hat . . . (Journal, 14:269-275).

Cincinnati, Ohio. Moncure Conway writes to Thoreau:

My dear Mr. Thoreau,

  We are thinking of issuing the Dial next year as a Quarterly instead of a Monthly; and I wish to ask if you will be so bountiful as to let me publish therein your Agricultural Address.

Your friend,

M. D. Conway.

(The Correspondence of Henry David Thoreau, 601; MS, Henry David Thoreau papers (Series IV). Henry W. and Albert A. Berg Collection of English and American Literature, New York Public Library)

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