October 13, 1920 - April 8, 1921
lined and unlined paper pages
11 1/4 x 9 3/8 inches
Hole in the clouded sky out of which poured a sulphurous yellow light that only affected the tops of hills, the valleys already taking on the gloom of night. From these same valleys now came the songs of katydids, and occasionally the whippoorwill – The moon already up, now commenced to glow, and a cool damp breeze blew out of the southeast. From far below the sounds voices of the ball-players, using jealously the last shreds of daylight, came up to me & proved a welcome sound. The last sounds attending dying day – the goodbyes of disbanding players; - the shout of one neighbor to another, a woman calling her boy – finally died away leaving the night in full power, with its most pulsating song, and screech owl wail.
Now all at once flared up, the yelping of dogs in some valley on a night hunt; their clamor swelled louder and louder till I thought they were on top of me; then they veered off