Partridge 
As I was crossing the opening beyond the swamp, 
I saw a hen Partridge perched on a little mound under 
a pine,in a crouching position. The ground over a space 
of several yards around the mound was as smooth and 
open as a well-swept floor, I was less than twenty-five 
feet away and the bird must have seen me as I approached. 
She did not move until I stopped and put the glass on 
her when she began walking slowly off,making the Squirrel¬ 
like chickering sound and when she got behind a tree, she 
flew. I saw a Cock Partridge a few days ago do nearly 
the same thing but he was standing rather erect and as 
still as a statue in an opening. In both instances the 
bird was only a few yards from dense bushes. 
