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him, might as well shoot at the moon, in the hope of bring- 
ing it down with a charge of a double B. To kill him the 
instant he shows his nose out of the brake on one side of 
the footpath, up with your gun and blaze away, like 
lightning, at the edge of the bushes on the opposite side. 
If you take your level at the right height—that is to say, 
low enough—when he has disappeared across the path in 
the shrubbery beyond, and you have reloaded and recapped 
your gun, you will find him dead, shot in the forepart, 
lying just where he fell, having turned one summersault 
after the shot struck him. 
A single couple of beagles is all that is absolutely 
necessary for this pretty and enlivening pastime ; but it is 
needless to say, that the more there are in the field the 
merrier is the cry and the greater the sport. 
Wherever there are extensive ranges of scrub-oak 
barrens, pine barrens, or any tracts of low bushy under- 
wood, there is little doubt of finding the smaller hare in 
abundance. 
He is plentiful in the woodlands of southern New Jer- 
sey, and in the old fields and worn-out lands of Maryland, 
Delaware, and Virginia. 
In the pine forests of Maine the larger hare is abun- 
dant, and with two guns and ten couple of the right sort 
of hounds, I could desire no better sport than to hunt him 
on some fine bright September morning. 
