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A Trip to Concord, Mass.
1900
June 29-30
(3)
This morning we breakfasted at about
6.30 and soon drove up to the Barrett
Farm. Peter, the man, having come down
in the buggy with Charlie the bright
active horse, 30 years old that was 12
years of age, 15 years ago when Will’s
father bought him. I saw the cow
from Mr. G.F. Day’s of Peterborough, and
the large, hollowed-out rock that
Mr. Day put salt in to feed his
sheep. That huge rock struck Will’s
fancy as it lay in the pasture
in Peterborough and now it rests before
the Barrett House and holds water for
the pigeons. Will showed me an Indigo
nest with two cold eggs among the rasp-
berry bushes near the house. The birds had
reared a single one. I also saw
a Phoebe’s nest under the eaves of
the barn.

From the Barrett House we walked
through the woods and fields for two or
three hours before we reached the cabin
at 12. In the Barrett woods we visited
the grove of Red Pines (Pinus resinosa),
a most interesting species in this section.
They are good-sized healthy trees and in-
numerable seedlings are scattered about.
Many of these have been transplanted
to other places. As we approached a
large mass of rock in these woods, Will