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3 July 1853. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  Elder is now in its prime. Buttercups are almost gone. Clover is blackened . . . The oven-bird’s nest in Laurel Glen is near the edge of an open pine wood, under a fallen pine twig and a heap of dry oak leaves. Within these, on the ground, is the nest, with a done-like top and an arched entrance of the whole height and width on one side. Lined within with dry pine-needles . . .
(Journal, 5:310-311)
3 July 1854. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  I hear the purple finch these days about the houses,—a twitter witter weeter wee, a witter witter wee.

  P.M.—To Hubbard Bridge by boat.

  On the great hummock dropped on Dennis’s meadow last winter, I see now flourishing, of small plants, water milkweed . . .

(Journal, 6:382-384)

Boston, Mass. Ticknor & Co. print 2,000 copies of Walden (The Cost Books of Ticknor and Fields and their predecessors, 1832-1858, 289).

3 July 1855. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  4 P.M.—Air out-of-doors generally, 86°. On the sand between rails in the Deep Cut, 103°. Near the surface of Walden, fifteen rods from shore, 80° . . . (Journal, 7:431).
3 July 1856. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  P.M.—To Assabet River.

  In the main stream, at the Rock, I am surprised to see flags and pads, laying the foundation of an islet in the middle, where I hail thought it deep before. Apparently a hummock lifted by ice sunk there in the spring . . .

(Journal, 8:398-399)
3 July 1857. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  Minott says that old Joe Merriam used to tell of his shooting black ducks in the Dam meadows and what luck he had . . . [George] M[inott]. says that my pool in Gowing’s Swamp used to be call Duck Pond, though he does not know of ducks settling there. Perhaps they did anciently . . .
(Journal, 9:466-467)
3 July 1858. New Hampshire.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  Continued along in a slight rain through Bedford, crossing to Manchester, and driving by a brook in Hookset just above Pinnacle. Then through Allenstown and Pembroke, with its long street, to Loudon, leaving Concord on the left . . . (Journal, 11:6)
3 July 1859. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  P.M.—To Hubbard’s Grove.

  You see in rich moist mowing the yet slender, recurving unexpanded panicles or heads of the red-top (?), mixed with the upright, rigid herd’s-grass. Much of it is out in dry places . . .

(Journal, 12:216-217)
3 July 1860. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  2 P.M.—To Holbrook’s meadow and Turnpike to try springs . . . (Journal, 13:384-385).
3 June 1838. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes his poem “Walden” in his journal:

True, our converse a stranger is to speech;
Only the practiced ear can catch the surging words
That break and die upon thy pebbled lips.
Thy flow of thought is noiseless as the lapse of thy own
   waters,
Wafted as is the morning mist up from thy surface,
So that the passive Soul doth breathe it in,
And is infected with the truth thou wouldst express . . .
(Journal, 1:50)
3 June 1841. Concord, Mass.

Ralph Waldo Emerson writes to Thoreau:

My dear Henry

  We have here G. P. Bradford, R. Bartlett, Lippitt C S Wheeler & Mr Alcott. Will you not come down & spend an hour?

Yours,
R W E

(The Correspondence of Henry David Thoreau, 44; MS, Ralph Waldo Emerson collection of papers (Series III), Henry W. and Albert A. Berg Collection of English and American Literature, New York Public Library)

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