PARTRIDGE SHOOTING. 1?3 



ish look, which a hard-faced urchin might be 

 supposed to assume, when rubbing his hands 

 in high glee at some unexpected piece of fun. 



The fox will trail a running covey, just as a 

 wolf follows "a gang of turkies," by the scent. 

 A medical gentleman was reading under a large 

 shell-bark tree, the lower branches of which 

 formed a complete circle of shade, when he 

 observed a fox coursing like a dog in the same 

 field. After running with his nose down for 

 some moments, he suddenly sprang into the 

 hollow of a stump, out of which at the same 

 instant flew a covey of full grown partridges. 

 Reynard, however, secured one with which he 

 beat a retreat to a rocky hill in the vicinity. 

 This occurred in the month of September at 

 mid-day, and considerably astonished the doc- 

 tor. 



So many useful instructions have been else- 

 where given to the young shooter, that we have 

 little to say on this score, except to beg him to 

 remember, that he has no more right to feel 

 flurried in the field, than in the drawing-room. 

 " A gentleman," says Lord Chesterfield, or 

 somebody else, " may be in haste, but he never 

 should be in a hurry." The same rule is strictly 

 applicable to sporting, and the bungler who 



