The Qiiail ^2 



upon a line, to crash boldly in, to noisily progress 

 for a few yards, or until you reach a convenient 

 opening, and then to sneak up on to a stump or 

 log from which you can command a fair sweep 

 all about, and from this stronghold to plug every 

 quail that the other fellow drives within range. 

 You are up in the air a bit, but you're on his 

 right, so he can't shoot you, while you retain the 

 glorious privilege of bagging him any time you 

 care to. Does he anxiously bawl to you, after 

 your second shot betrays the fact that you haven't 

 stirred a peg ? What do you care ? You bawl 

 back that you're looking for a bird — which you 

 are — aren't you ? looking for every bird that 

 gets up. 



In a field of standing corn, the experienced 

 man has to be more careful. Shot will go 

 through a lot of corn, so the best he can do 

 is first, to agree upon following a certain space 

 between the rows, and then to keep, in yachting 

 parlance, " eating to windward " of the dog. This 

 will give him cross shots of his stealing, in addi- 

 tion to straightaways of his own flushing, and 

 possibly an extra cross shot from his comrade 

 when he gets on to the game ! The fair way is 

 for each to take a row about twenty yards apart 

 and to stick to it to the other end of the growth, 

 then take new rows and beat back. You follow 

 the rows because it is easier going, and the view 



