42 THE BOOK OF MIGRATORY BIRDS 



but I lived, and that's somethin'. I allays keeps me own 

 secrets. My line of work is shootin' fowl, an' I don't want 

 anybody to help me!" 



I gathered afterwards on the trudge home that my 

 companion made a very good living indeed, though he 

 made little noise and much less boast. 



