56 The Wild-Fowlers 



me of your admiration for the sport, how 

 you described its grandeur, and of your 

 determination to laud it as the most 

 chivalrous of sports with the gun." 



" I never told him anything of the 

 sort, Seth," declared Bradley; " he 's 

 made up every word he says. Don't you 

 let him play you, boy; the old hound! 

 look at him give cry." 



' I would n't believe either of you," 

 responded Seth. " It 's just as Gray 

 says you two fellows do nothing but 

 eat and drink and tell lies." 



" Oh, you would n't believe me, you 

 mean cuss," responded Bradley; " then 

 how do you like this ? Doctor, he called 

 you a fat, lazy pig yesterday, and said 

 he 'd cut your company if it were n't that 

 you were too* far gone in the matter of 

 age and avoirdupois to take care of your- 

 self." 



" Well, I swan, Seth, if that be true 

 it 's pretty bad, for I allus liked you. I 

 never cussed you in my life 'cept when 



