COMBINING BOTH BEAUTY AND INTELLIGENCE, THE 
SETTER CANNOT BE SURPASSED AS A QUAIL DOG 

them eagerly, but afterwards, as they 
came on in hordes, they paid little at- 
tention to them, and I am sure the 
birds were not of the slightest influence 
in causing any diminuation of the in-_ 
sect pests. These observations were 
made at a time when not a blade of 
corn or grass was left unconsumed. 
The inference that is drawn 
from this experience is_ that 
quail partake of insects as a 
relish and not as a constant 
food. Furthermore, in the 
spring when the feeding 
grounds have been burned or 
plowed under and the birds 
obliged to subsist on an insect 
diet, they are usually emaciated 
and many are found dead. This 
bring up the fact that quail in 
spring have to pass through 
periods of food scarcity, al- 
though conditions appear just 
the opposite. Farmers burn off 
the weeds to induce an early 
growth of grass for livestock, 
and the fields are plowed under, 
leaving no seed-bearers of any 
kind for the birds. There is 
nothing in the way of foliage to pro- 
tect them and many succumb to at- 
tacks from their enemies in the air. 
This is the reason that for days and 
days in the spring they hug the briar 
patches so closely. 
Quail are usually considered as per- 
manent residents of farming sections 
only. This to a great extent is true, 
but there are also farmless sections 
of the United States where countless 
bevies pass their existence in timber 
lands. In the Ozarks of Missouri and 
Kansas some of the best quail shooting 
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- the well-known call Bob White, 
ONE OF THE FINEST SIGHTS IN THE FIELD—A SET- 
TER BACKING HIS TEAMMATE. HERE IS A PICTURE 
THAT WILL NEVER FAIL TO THRILL THE SPORTS- 
MAN AS LONG AS BOB WHITE AND BIRD DOGS EXIST 
can be obtained far from cultivated 
lands. This is also true of the Louisi- 
ana woods and other timbered sections 
of the South. 
Years ago reports were often heard 
of migrating birds. These movements 
usually occurred in the fall. Never 
was the amount of territory covered 
DUQUE 
Quail hunting gives to the sportsman a 
pleasure not associated with any other form 
of upland shooting. To hunt woodcock, one 
must plow through acres of birch and alder 
thicket; that evanescent mystery, the ruffed 
grouse, will lead one a merry chase through 
rugged forest-clad hills . . . but Bob White 
loves the weed-covered fields. There, under 
the enchantment of an autumn sky, he gives 
new life to thousands of tired men . 
his premier place in their hearts is secure. 
TITTY UUUTT DTT 
by these migrations great, and it prob- 
ably came about through stress of food 
more than anything else, the migra- 
tions usually being preceded by severe 
drought which made food scarce in 
both seed-producing areas and culti- 
vated sections. 
During the mating period, I have 
seen a few conflicts between cock quail. 
On these occasions the valiant little 
chaps put up a great struggle for the 
demure awaiting female. In spring 
the plaintive Quoi Hee is supplanted by 
And 
.. and 
this call dominates, all others until the 
young are almost full grown, for dur- 
ing their growing time there are many 
males and females that have not as yet 
fulfilled the duties of the season. When 
the time comes for quail to build their 
nests they usually resort to meadows, 
fields of grain, or corners of pasture 
land, where buck-brush or 
screening growths give them 
the semblance of safety. The 
daring that quail display in the 
choice of their nests is of con- 
stant interest. I have found 
quail nests in the center of a 
logging road occupying the mid- 
dle ridge of grass left through 
the constant use of two-horse 
teams. If a single-horse vehi- 
cle had at any time during the 
nesting period passed along 
this road the nest could scarcely 
have escaped being trampled on 
by the horses’ hoofs. The 
strangest thing about this par- 
ticular nest was not that the 
brave little lady escaped being 
crushed under foot, but rather 
that all of the eggs hatched 
despite the fact that she was flushed 
from her nest several times each day 
by the passing of the teams. I remem- 
ber a fine little lady that established 
her nest in some lespedeza, locally 
called Japan Clover, whereas the na- 
tives pronounced it “Jaypan Clover,” 
cloaked from outside vision by a clump 
of buck-brush. The strangest part ot 
it all was that about 30 pointers and 
setters were kept within the same en- 
closure. Possibly her choice had been 
guided by a nearby pond. Once in a 
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