Sunday, May 17, 2015

Fire at the pail-factory

May 17.

Waked up at 2.30 by the peep of robins, which were aroused by a fire at the pail-factory about two miles west. I hear that the air was full of birds singing thereabouts. It rained gently at the same time, though not steadily.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, May 17, 1855

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