1 82- FROM SPRING TO FALL. 



may be the weather, in spots where dirty money- 

 grubbing has no place. 



To go back to our wet season — partridges have 

 in some districts left the stubbles, in fact they 

 have not been able to remain there. There was 

 too much water in the furrows, and there were 

 too many branches littered about, blown from the 

 woods, which in some instances surround the fields. 

 These birds have taken a hint or two from their 

 more gaily-dressed relatives the red-legs, for they 

 have come here, seeking the rough broken ground 

 on the hillsides. 



One morning recently I met a man well known 

 to me, who has, taking it all together, led a 

 nomadic life, to say the least of it ; he was mak- 

 ing for a certain house. As he has been a great 

 observer of birds, and has done it in the most 

 practical manner — the powers that be having 

 made him pay for this knowledge of his — I hailed 

 him with the remark that he was up early, like 

 myself. 



"Yes," he replied; "I'm going partridge-shooting; 

 I'm marker for them; I'm going now to rouse one 

 of them up, and I have got some distance to go." 



