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tions, and, returning to the house, we found the 

 man and his team ready. On our road to camp 

 we took up oar turkeys, and ended a busy day 

 with a capital supper by the blazing fire. It 

 was the best day's turkey-shooting I ever had, 

 and we could have got more of them if we had 

 not been led off on a fruitless chase after the 

 deer. With breech-loading guns and buckshot 

 cartridges in the left barrels for deer, we could 

 have got several fat ones, as well as the tur- 

 keys. 



In the three weeks we were in camp at 

 Shoal Creek we shot between fifty and sixty 

 turkeys, not going for them especially, except on: 

 favorable days, when fresh snow had fallen, 

 Our sport in this neighborhood was good in 

 every respect, but in one regard we had great 

 discomfort. The weather was hard, and we 

 were very cold at night. Young sportsmen will 

 sometimes read descriptions in which the writers 

 say that they slept out all night without a tent, 

 the thermometer below zero, and that wrapped 

 in their blankets, with their feet to the fire, 

 they were very comfortable. In my opinion 

 this is all humbug. 1 have been out many a 

 night, but it was in moderately warm weather. 



