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14 July 1855. North Truro, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  Go to Bay side . . . Found washed up, and saw swimming in the cove where we bathed, young mackerel two inches long . . . Uncle Sam [Sam Small] says there is most drift in the spring . . . (Journal, 7:441-442).

Thoreau also writes to H.G.O. Blake:

  You say that you hope I will excuse your frequent writing. I trust you will excuse my infrequent and curt writing until I am able to resume my old habits, which for three months I have been compelled to abandon. Methinks I am beginning to be better. I think to leave the Cape next Wednesday, and so shall not see you here; but I shall be glad to meet you in Concord, though I may not be able to go before the mast, in a boating excursion. This is an admirable place of coolness and sea-bathing and retirement. You must come prepared for cool weather and fogs.

  P.S.—There is no mail up till Monday morning.

(The Correspondence of Henry David Thoreau, 378)
14 July 1856. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  P.M.—To Muhlenbergii Brook . . .

  Anthony Wright found a lark’s nest with fresh eggs on the 12th in E. Hubbard’s meadow by ash tree . . . While drinking at Assabet Spring in woods, noticed a cherry-stone on the bottom . . .

(Journal, 8:411)
14 July 1857. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  P.M.—Up Assabet with Loomis and Wilde.

  Set fire to the carburetted hydrogen from the sawdust shoal with matches, and heard it flash. It must be an interesting sight by night.

(Journal, 9:481)
14 July 1858. New Hampshire.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  This forenoon we rode on through Whitefield to Bethlehem, clouds for the most part concealing the higher mountains . . . (Journal, 11:41-44).
14 July 1859. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  P.M.—Sounded river from Ball’s Hill (i. e. off Squaw [?] Harbor) to Atkins’s boat-house corner . . . (Journal, 12:236-237).
14 July 1860. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  2 P.M.—To Botrychium Swamp . . .

  Returning, I notice on a large pool of water in A. Heywood’s cow-yard a thick greenish-yellow scum mantling it, an exceedingly rich and remarkable color, as if it were covered with a coating of sulphur . . .

  7 P.M.—On river . . .

(Journal, 13:400-402)
14 July 1861. Concord, Mass.

Simon Brown writes in his journal:

  We had a slight shower in the night and this morning another and a drizzling rain for three or four hours. At ten I called for Mr. Thoreau and took him to ride. I have no doubt but he is in the first stage of consumption (Thoreau Society Bulletin 76 (Summer 1961):3).
14 June 1838. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes his poem “Truth, Goodness, Beauty,—those celestial thrins” in his journal:

Truth, Goodness, Beauty,—those celestial thrins,
Continually are born; e’en nowthe Universe,
With thousand throats, and eke with greener smiles,
Its joy confesses at their recent birth.

Strange that so many fickle gods, as fickle as the weather,
Throughout Dame Nature’s provinces should always pull together.

(Journal, 1:51)
14 June 1840. Concord, Mass.

Thoreau writes in his journal:

  ”In glory and in joy, Behind his plough, upon the mountain-side!” I seemed to see the woods wave on a hundred mountains, as I read these lines, and the distant rustling of their leaves reached my ear (Journal, 1:139).
14 June 1841. Concord, Mass.

Ralph Waldo Emerson writes to his wife Lidian, in New York:

  Yesterday Mr Saml Ripley preached the farewell sermon to the old church, which goes down, the spire at least, this week. But your sinful household were for the most part worshipping each in his or her separate oratory in the woodlands—What is droll, Henry Thoreau was the one at church. This P.M. he carries Caroline [Sturgis Tappan] to Fairhaven in his boat.
(The Letters of Ralph Waldo Emerson, 2:404)

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