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wagging so enthusiastically and confiden¬ 
tially that I realized she was trailing hot. I 
could not seem to believe that the pheasant 
had turned to go in that direction, because 
the best cover for him lay to the left in the 
direction which he had started. But I real¬ 
ized, too, that my Setter’s nose was a lot 
better than my ideas and so I followed her 
on the run. She must have trailed that bird 
between three and four hundred yards. Sud¬ 
denly she reached down—and when her head 
was raised again she held between her jaws 
the gorgeous colored pheasant which, but 
for her splendid work, would surely have 
escaped for good. My heart was pumping 
mighty fast as the little dog came to me with 
the prize. 
Just a little later we saw almost this same 
experience duplicated. The difference was 
merely sufficient to add variation and in¬ 
terest. We were in another field when Byrd 
came to a point in front of two of the worst 
shots in the party. There did not seem to 
be much likelihood that the bird would be 
bagged. You can’t always tell, however, 
and after a blaze of artillery as the pheasant 
