It is warmer and quite still; somewhat cloudy in the cast. The water quite smooth,—April smooth waters. I hear very distinctly Barrett’s sawmill at my landing. The purple finch is singing on the elms about the house, together with the robins . . .

  By 9 A.M. the wind has risen, the water is ruffled, the sun seems more permanently obscured, and the character of the day is changed . . . Ed. Emerson saw a toad in his garden to-day, and, coming home from his house at 11 P.M., a still and rather warm night, I am surprised to hear the first loud, clear, prolonged ring of a toad, when I am near Charles Davis’s house . . .