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cannot get here, not that I wish you to put yourself 

 to one dollar's expense, or any unnecessary trouble. 

 But, I have thought, that when two good shots 

 crack over the birds right and left, you may now 

 and then come across one that would suit me — that 

 old Jostle may not want, and that young Jostle may 

 not find of too unpleasant a savor to skin. I only 

 say, If theij come in your way, remember me ; if I never 

 receive a single one more, I have no right to com- 

 plain. Now what in return shall I do for you in the 

 way of skins ? This is the land of Cranes, will they 

 be of any use ? 



Just ask your father, whether he remembers 

 Chisolm's Pond — when I missed, I always had for 

 an excuse, that my gun was too short, and when he 

 did so, he always said that the Cranes were a quarter, 

 of a mile off. We are all well. Our best respects to 

 your parents; I shall always be glad to hear from 

 you. J. B. 



To Audubon: 



Charleston, January 23d, 1833. 



M}^ dear Audubon — In most cases I have to apol- 

 ogize to my correspondents, for my neglect in writ- 

 ing; I must now apologize for writing so often. In 

 fact, I have been seriously sick, and mend slowly. I 

 want something to amuse me, and while I am 

 writing to you my mind is cheered, and I can, al- 

 most fancy myself enjoying over again, the happy 

 hours we spent together — they were, the happiest of 

 my life. Do you not remember, as if it were yester- 

 day, with what triumph we brought home the first 

 " Blue Herons?" With what a shout we made the 

 forest echo, when we picked up the " Yellow-crown- 

 ed Heron," which you were so anxious to draw; and 

 how we rejoiced when, after taking so wide a tour 



