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moisture. We were thus admiring Nature’s panorama when 
two rabbits started up from under cover of ragweed. I stopped 
one of them, much to my delight and surprise; the other fell 
a victim of Dad’s gun. And so we put in the afternoon. Despite 
the fact that game was not so plentiful, we enjoyed the hours 
as they passed, which, after all, is the best part of an outing. 
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Towards four o’clock it stopped snowdng, and the white 
hills and the snow-laden trees contrasted beautifully with the 
dull, leaden color of the December sky. Twilight was now 
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rapidy advancing, which warned us to start back to the house 
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and prepare for home. On the way back Bud had another op- 
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portunity and killed a big rabbit which jumped under his feet. 
This put him in high glee, for it was his second. When we 
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arrived at the house we extinguished the fire, cleaned our guns, 
and were then ready to start for town. We reached the traction 
at York at about 5 o’clock, and by 6 were enjoying a good, 
warm dinner at home. Our first experience with shotguns will 
always remain among the most pleasant memories of the past. 
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/‘Like some lorn abbey now,The wpod 
Stands roofless in the hitter air; 
In ruins on its floor is strewed 
The carven foliage quaint and rare, 
And homeless winds complain along 
The columned choir once thrilled with song/’ 
Lowell. 
