Concord, Massachusetts.
1891.
Oct. 21
(No. 2)
Carlisle. - or more we beat swamps, runs, oak
woods, and old pastures in succession without
starting a bird but at length we got up three
Grouse, one single bird and two near together.
After the single bird had been flushed twice
Don got a fine point on it. I stepped in
ahead of him when it started almost under 
my feet from a hole beneath a stump and
with tail wide-spread ran several rods before
flying. As Melvin was in front of me I dared
not fire until the bird got well up among the
tree tops and then it was lost to sight & I
had only a poor snap shot, missing. Melvin
also fired and missed. I had a rather good
shot at one of the other two but missed.
Further on in a belt of oaks along a wall
Don found and pointed a bevy of then or 
twelve Quails. They rose wild and only one 
shot was fired - by Arthur who brought down
a bird with a broken wing.  We followed the
bevy and Arthur flushed a Woodcock which
came out past my head and alighted within
ten yards of me close to the trunk of an 
oak. It stood here erect for a moment, then
flew when I cut it down by a snap shot
just as it was [?] its flight by the
trunk of the oak.  Soon after this Don
found and pointed a Quail. The bird
rose under foot and I fired just as it
was disappearing among the foliage about
fifteen yards away. I expected to riddle
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