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" Well then suppose we go ashore and kill one," 

 remarked Seth with quiet complacency, as though 

 such a feat were the simplest everday occurrence cf 



life. 



That settled it. " Oh dear, I should so like a 

 piece of turkey" came from the cabin. '' Yes, I am 

 so tired of fish," was was the chorussed approval, 

 and although I felt assured that, strangers as we 

 were to the country, and without a guide accustom- 

 ed to the work, there would be no chance of success, 

 I had to give in and come to anchor. 



Mr. Green got out his rifle, and the doctor his 

 breech-loader, taking a dozen cartridges loaded with 

 buck-shot. Our head man Charley was to accom- 

 pany them, while I remained in charge of the yacht. 

 None of us knew by experience much of the habits of 

 turkeys, and as it v/as still early in the day it was 

 determined to start at once, and return again on the 

 following morning if it should be deemed advisible. 

 '' Now," said the doctor, '^if we only had a tur- 

 key call, we would be sure to succeed." 

 '' Can you use the call?" I inquired. 

 '' Oh no," he answerd promptly, ''but! dare say 

 Mr. Green can." 



Seth said nothing when I looked at him for a re- 

 sponse, leaving me to imply what I pleased as to his 

 accomplishments. I had suddenly remembered 

 that I had one aboard among some old shooting 

 traps which liad been thrown in together as a sort of 

 refuse addition. Being perfectly confident that 

 neither of the turkey hunters could use the '' strange 



