ON THE BORDERS OF DARTMOOR WITH 

 THE PARTRIDGES 



LAST season, towards the end of September, 

 I received an invitation from an old friend, 

 who has a large extent of rough shooting on 

 the fringe of Dartmoor, to come and shoot 

 a wild outlying beat with him. In his note 

 my friend stated : "I can show you a very 

 fair lot of birds, but they know precious well 

 how to take care of themselves, so we shall 

 have our work cut out to circumvent them ; 

 but you are sound on your pins, and won't 

 shy at that." I am a poor man, and though 

 not absolutely destitute, am very far removed 

 from being overburdened with the good 

 things of this world, so, needless to say, I 



mentally blessed my friend, and hastened to 

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