| Summary: | Accompanying Journal Entry: "Wednesday. P. M. ' To Fair Haven. Coldest night. Pump froze so as to require thawing. Saw two marsh hawks (?), white on rump. A gull of pure white, -- a wave of foam in the air. How simple and wave-like its outline, the outline of the wings presenting two curves, between which the tail is merely the point of junction, -- all wing like a birch scale; tail remarkably absorbed. Saw two white-throated, black-beaked divers fly off swiftly low over the water, with black tips of wings curved short downward. Afterward saw one scoot along out from the shore upon the water and dive; and that was the last I could see of him, though I watched four or five minutes. Fair Haven half open; channel wholly open. See thin cakes of ice at a distance now and then blown up on their edges and glistening in the sun. Had the experience of arctic voyagers amid the floe ice on a small scale. Think I saw a hen-hawk, -- two circling over Cliffs."
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