September 17.
See a flock of eight or ten wood ducks on the Grind stone Meadow, with glass, some twenty-five rods off, — several drakes very handsome. They utter a creaking scream as they sail there, — being alarmed, — from time to time, shrill and loud, very unlike the black duck.
See a flock of eight or ten wood ducks on the Grind stone Meadow, with glass, some twenty-five rods off, — several drakes very handsome. They utter a creaking scream as they sail there, — being alarmed, — from time to time, shrill and loud, very unlike the black duck.
At last one sails off,
calling the others by a
short creaking note.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, September 17, 1860
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