P. M. - To Laurel Glen.
I see, running along on the flat side of a railroad rail on the causeway, a wild mouse with an exceedingly long tail. Perhaps it would be called the long-tailed meadow mouse. It has no white, only the feet are light flesh-color; but it is uniformly brown as far as I can see - for it rests a long time on the rail within a rod - but when I look at it from behind in the sun it is a very tawny almost golden brown, quite handsome. It finally runs, with a slight hop - the tarsus of the hind legs being very long while the fore legs are short and its head accordingly low - down the bank to the meadow.