Lake Umbagog. 1909, June 5. South-west rain storm beginning about 9 a. m. continuing through the day and into the night. Wind blew strong in forenoon. As Gilbert and I were standing on the deck of the house boat about noon to-day a Green Heron flew past within 30 yards and alighted on the top of a tall dead tree within 50 yards. After perching there a minute or two, it flew across the cove and alighted on a floating log near the mouth of Stony Brook. Here it remained less than a minute. When it took wing a second time it appeared to have been startled by something for it uttered at first a calling ca-ca-ca-ca-ca- and then cackling its characteristic scow, scow, as it disappeared among the trees in the direction of Peaslee's house. I had a fine view of it as it passed the boat, and saw distinctly its blue-green back and chestnut head and neck. I have only one previous record for Umbagog, that of a bird shot many years ago in Sargent Cove. in New Hampshire; the one seen to-day was near the Abbott Mill and Lake House in Upton, Maine.