S. THE CANADIAN RUFFED GROUSE. 
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withstand the charms of the October woods in which it lives, when the air is 
crisp and the fallen leaves are rustling smartly. The trees are not yet entirely 
stripped, but certain clusters of aspens have great windrows piled about their 
feet, and the carpet of the woods is everywhere pregnant with possibilities 
The poet feels the overhush of autumn and the gunner the undercrush of 
leaves, but both alike are startled by the first wing-rush of the “Pheasant,” 
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as it bursts from cover and whirls away like a cyclone to the uttermost parts of 
the woods \ltho the Grouse knows how to rise silently on occasion, there is 
a bravado about the bird which leads it to give a saucy dare of deafening 
On the drumming log those marvelous wings which stir the blood like 
none others, may be heard again 
