4 
BREAKING A BIRD DOG 
from other days to the younger generation, 
and I never yet have let a challenge pass un¬ 
noticed. I decided then and there to take the 
time to break the little bitch. Instead of re¬ 
gretting it—I wouldn’t have missed it for 
anything in the world. It reawakened many 
memories, and, more than that, I found it 
so much fun that I have ever since been tak¬ 
ing most of my recreation with the dogs. I 
still work Byrd regularly, except during the 
season when the quail are paired out, and 
have since trained two of her puppies as well 
as countless other dogs both for myself and 
others. But all this is another story—to 
be taken up at some later time. 
I already knew, and also soon located 
other places, where quail could be found— 
for although this greatest of all game birds is 
now in disgrace in Ohio, and has been de¬ 
moted from his once proud position of peer¬ 
age to a very tame and undignified rating as 
a “song bird,” still there is, as yet, no restric¬ 
tion against making him fly. I hope that be¬ 
fore this book has ceased entirely to sell there 
will be another story to tell so far as the 
Buckeye State is concerned in this respect— 
