GRAPE ISLAND 

 The turkeys come along and see the corn. They 

 start in the trench, eating as they go along, 

 and stooping under the edge of the pen and 

 jumping up on the high part for the corn and 

 there they are. The poor simple things never 

 think of jumping down and passing out again as 

 they came in. There you have them. I must 

 say that I never could see much providence, 

 sense or instinct in this matter and it is a worse 

 case than any of the traps in the business that I 

 know of. 



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