vi PREFACE 
I have endeavored to palliate, at least in part, by in- 
ducing “Jimmy,’’ who is twenty-three, to tell a few 
stories from his point of view. Any club member will 
tell you that the photographs of the Bear River shoot- 
ing scenes are the real thing. A sincere appreciation 
is due to the club members and guides who posed, all 
unknowingly, for these snap shots, as well as to other 
friends who sent in used or unused illustrations. 
Quail shooting sketches are innumerable and it’s 
difficult to leave the beaten path. In this one we cross 
the fence together and do our shooting among the 
trees and brambles in the good old-fashioned way. 
“Shooting the Salt Water Coot” will bring back 
pleasant remembrances to many old friends. Most 
people read a book first, and if they like it, turn back 
and read the preface. It will bea great compliment 
should they do this to mine. 
FG: 
COLORADO SPRINGS, 1917. 
