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[May 20, 1911. 
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HITTING vs. MISSING 
By S. T. Hammond (‘‘Shadow”). 
Cloth. Price, $1.00. 
Mr. Hammond enjoys among his field companions the 
repute of being an unusually good shot, and one who is 
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upland shooting, the pursuit of the ruffed grouse, or 
partridge. This prompted the suggestion that he should 
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which his skill was acquired. The result is this orig¬ 
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original, because, as the chapters will show, the author 
was self-taught; the expedients and devices adopted and 
the forms of practice followed were his own. This then 
may be termed the Hammond system of shooting; and 
as it was successful in his own experience, being here 
set forth simply and intelligently, it will prove not less 
effective with others. 
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THE SALMON FISHER 
Charles Hallock. Contents: Distribution of the Sal¬ 
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of Salmon Fishing. Salmon Fishing in the Abstract. 
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coarse grass, and there, within a dozen yards 
of where I stood, was old Joe, motionless. A 
nice lot of ten strong birds then rose, and of 
these I secured a brace, while another brace 
which were so obliging as to remain behind 
until I had slipped in fresh cartridges shared a 
similar fate. Immediately afterward I heard 
two other shots, which enabled me to determine 
my friends’s whereabouts (of which for long 
I had been entirely ignorant) and the ultimate 
line of flight of the remainder of the covey. 
Soon after I again saw Joe drawing on a 
slope so steep that he could hardly maintain 
his footing; then I made out the birds running 
on the bare sand a few yards in front of his 
nose. Before I could reach the spot they rose, 
swung back right over me, and I got a brace. 
Altogether it was curious shooting, but al¬ 
though the labor was strenuous and the results 
modest, it had its attractions. Overhead in the 
bright sunshine innumerable gulls—among them 
many of the great black-backed species—circled; 
every now and again through a coulisse in the 
world of sand, or from some point more ele¬ 
vated than the rest, a glimpse was obtained of 
the blue ocean, and ever to the ear came the 
thunder of the great rollers, as they rhythmical¬ 
ly advanced and broke on the beach beyond. 
To the unaccustomed one day of such exer¬ 
tion as is entailed by eternally scrambling up 
and down steep sandhills in anxious pursuit of 
feathered game is enough at a time, and the fol¬ 
lowing morning, by a winding track through 
the dunes, we made our way inland, and soon 
stood on the confines of the sand and of the 
flat country beyond. The latter was more 
varied in character than pituresque, including 
as it did fields from which the ripe grain had 
just been removed, tracts of purple heath- 
covered moorland and bog, patches of regularly 
planted young mountain pines, with here and 
there a strip of potatoes. 
We were not long in ascertaining that there 
was a fair lot of partridges, and of these due 
toll was taken, our enjoyment of the sport— 
and that of the dogs, too, no doubt—being con¬ 
siderably enhanced by the comparatively easy 
going. When put up, the coveys invariably 
flew off to the sandhills or took refuge in the 
nearest patch of pines, from which, being very 
dense and over a man’s height, they were not 
easy to dislodge. Hares were by consent let 
off until late in the afternoon and we were 
homeward bound, otherwise the bag might 
have been rendered considerably heavier. Just 
before luncheon Joe pointed very steadily in a 
patch of bog myrtle and dwarf birch, and on 
our approaching the spot up got a nice lot of 
black game, three of which came to grief and a 
fourth got away damaged, to be picked up later 
on. Of these birds there were a few in the 
neighborhood, and, in spite of the inclement 
weather in spring, they had done very well, the 
coveys being large and the birds well grown 
and forward. We only came across two other 
lots, however, that day, and an old cock, which 
I got with an easy shot as he rose on the edge 
of some stubble where we were hunting for a 
wounded partridge. 
An element of variety was introduced into 
our sport when in the afternoon we came to a 
couple of very reedy tarns connected by a slow- 
flowing stream. Here there were a good many 
snipe, although it was somewhat early for these 
birds, and in addition to three and a half couple 
of them we got three wild duck and several teal. 
Of the slain we would not have secured many, 
however, had it not been for my friend’s setter, 
which retrieved admirably in the water, an 
element in which friend Joe, excellent dog as 
he is on terra Erma, is no good at all. When 
we reached the sandhills again on our home¬ 
ward way, a little before sunset, the sky had 
become overcast, there was a dead calm, and 
the thunder of the great rollers sounded louder 
than ever. Axel and Lars, our attendants, 
weatherwise natives both, were unanimous in 
prophesying bad weather. They were right; 
next day it was raining in torrents, and a north¬ 
west gale and a heavy sea were adding ma¬ 
terially to the gigantic accumulations of sand 
on the west coast of Jutland. 
