THE RUFFED GROUSE 



her long, though for the moment you 

 forget the gun in your hands, when by 

 ones, twos, and dozens the dusky forms 

 burst away up wind, down wind, across 

 wind, signalling their departure with vol- 

 leys of intermittent and continuous thun- 

 der. Not many times in your life will 

 you see this, yet, if but once, you will be 

 thankful that you have not outlived all 

 the old world's wildness. 

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