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November, 1917 
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CURLY THE “PATRIDGE” DOG 
A STORY OF HYPNOTIZING THE RUFFED GROUSE 
By JACK EDWARDS 
(continued from page 527) 
going after partridges the next day and 
wouldn’t mind having us go along, we 
sidetracked all thoughts of blue-bills and 
bass and fan-tan and leaped at his invita¬ 
tion to accompany him. 
Anybody that has shot partridges over a 
dog trained in a certain method of par¬ 
tridge hunting knows what Nifty and I 
learned the following day. It’s something 
to laugh at when one knows how it’s done. 
But Nifty and I were new at the game; 
and our humorous guide wasn’t slow to 
discover the fact, and let us blunder along 
for a while on our own responsibility. 
B EFORE we had tramped very far I 
began to think that Henry’s “patridge 
animal” was a fearful mistake. He 
acted about as much like any trained bird 
dog that I had ever observed as an un¬ 
broken puppy behaves like a finished hunt¬ 
er. I decided that Henry was the owner of 
a dog that I wouldn’t let loaf round the 
premises. And a half hour or so later my 
convictions in this regard became stronger. 
Naturally, when we had approached the 
poplar-tree feeding grounds, we had taken 
up our positions some forty yards apart 
and in line with each other. Henry, of 
course, was in the center with his dog. 
Nifty was to his left, and I to his right. As 
I said, before we had gone very far I be¬ 
gan to collect some unfavorable opinion of 
Henry’s dog. Curly kept running ahead 
and from side to side through the brush, 
making more noise than an army, and 
otherwise acting as though he were on a 
grand romp instead of engaged in the seri¬ 
ous sport of hunting. But I became all 
the more disgusted with him a half hour 
or so later, as I remarked. I had been 
keeping pretty close to the edge of an open 
strip for some time. Gradually this little 
cleared tract bore more and more to the 
right, and in skirting it I kept getting far¬ 
ther away from Henry. Although, of 
course, it is not advisable for the members 
of a hunting comb to get very far apart 
when shooting in the brush, I was well 
aware of the approximate location of the 
other fellows, and was anxious to flush a 
partridge out where I’d have some chance 
of stopping it. When I had reached a 
point perhaps a hundred yards from Henry, 
I noticed one of these birds strutting about 
near the far edge of the cleared strip feome 
eighty yards ahead. I approached it care¬ 
fully, hoping to get within, say, forty yards 
before it should take wing. However, I 
had taken but a few steps in its direction 
when Henry’s “patridge animal” tore 
thunderingly through the brush ahead and 
charged across the open space directly at 
the partridge, barking louder than a .spieler 
in front of a side show. The bird whirred 
through the pine and poplar trees and was 
lost to sight; but Curly went noisily after 
it, and he continued to fill the woods with 
his barks long after I had turned sickly 
back toward the other fellows. 
A FTER I had observed that exhibition 
of canine insanity, I took care to stay 
just as far away from Henry’s dog as 
I could without hurting his owner’s feel¬ 
ings ; and when we stopped to eat our 
lunch at Norway Brook about noon I had 
bagged three of the birds on my own ac¬ 
count. Nifty had succeeded in pulling 
down an equal number. But Henry—and 
in spite, as I thought, of following that 
“patridge animal” of his—had killed seven 
of the birds. 
I found the opportunity to tell Nifty 
about the way in which our friend’s dog 
had flushed that partridge earlier in the 
morning.. Nifty wasn’t at all surprised, as 
I thought he’d be, but told me that he had 
witnessed the same sort of act twice, and 
then had decided to play the game alone. 
We were both positive that we should have 
done better had Henry left his dog behind, 
and were anxious to see what our friend 
would say and do if he were to see Curly 
repeat the action. 
We were soon given the opportunity for 
which we longed. 
A LL three of us were just starting on 
the second stage of our hunt when 
Curly spied a partridge on the ground 
ahead and sprang barkingly toward it. The 
bird went into the air and through the 
trees, but Curly continued the chase just 
as noisily as ever. A minute or two later 
the dog’s barking assumed a monotonous 
tone and seemed to be proceeding from a 
fixed point. Nifty and I regarded Henry 
with an I’ve-seen-this-blunder-before air. 
We expected to see anger and embarrass¬ 
ment upon his face. But instead we dis¬ 
covered a satisfied smile, fit preliminary to 
our first lesson in one phase of partridge 
hunting. 
Curly continued to bark in that same mo¬ 
notonous tone. When we got quite close 
to his position, Henry cautioned us to be 
more quiet and to approach the tree near 
which the dog squatted from the opposite 
side. When yet several yards from the 
tree in question we beheld the object of the 
dog’s attention. On a stubby limb of the 
tree, several feet from the ground, as rigid 
as a stuffed specimen and regarding the 
barking dog in a hypnotized way, was the 
partridge. At a word from Henry, Nifty 
and I got ready to shoot. A small dead 
limb thrown by our guide put the bird 
into full flight, and Nifty had four par¬ 
tridges to his credit. 
T HEN Henry explained this fashion of 
hunting partridges. The partridge 
dog is trained to charge the birds, 
which usually fly but a short distance and 
then light in trees on limbs a few feet from 
the ground. While the dog is attracting 
their attention from the front, the hunter 
approaches from the rear, usually with a 
rifle. If several of the birds are sitting in 
one tree, sometimes it is possible to get 
