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New Preston 
Conn. 
A New Hampshire 
Rabbit Hunt 
The Snowshoe Hare of New England Furnishes 
AR 
Good Sport | 
By GEORGE F. BOYNTON 
HE weather was bad. 
I was sitting in the 
house reading the 
paper when there 
came a rap at the 
door and on opening: 
it there stood one of 
my friends, Amedel 
Duval, known by his 
friends as Blet. 
“Want to go out 
and try your luck on 



rabbits?” 
It was snowing a nice wet snow and 
there were about two inches on the 
ground so you can bet I was not long 
getting ready. 
We were soon on our way in Blet’s 
flivver with his dog, Buster, sitting be- 
tween us. Buster is a medium-sized 
black and tan hound, and a good one 
on jacks. 
In about a half an hour we reached 
the place where we were going to hunt, 
drove the car up into an old farmyard 
and after getting the guns together, 
started for the swamp. 
The dog: was just as eager as we 
were and raced away and over the wall, 
but we called him back and started up 
an old cart road near what is known 
as the old Hudson place. 
We soon found tracks but they were 
not fresh enough so we separated, Blet 
going to the left and I keeping on up 
the old road. I soon found a fresh track 
and put the dog on and then the fun 
commenced. 
The first one proved to be an old 
racer, and after making a couple of 
small circles, came my way and out he 
jumped, a big jack which I let go by 
and after he got away some distance, 
I fired and got him. 
Letting him lay, I waited for the dog 
tocome up. He kept coming nearer and 
just as I had expected to see him, he 
turned and went away down the swamp 
toward what is known as Snow Hill. 
It seems the one I got was not the one 
he was driving, but a stray one. 
ALLING my friend, we started 
along after the dog which had now 
gone out of hearing. Pretty soon we 
could hear him over Snow Hill. Now 
another dog had come in with him and: 
they were going good. After making 
two circles and before we could get over 
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there, they started back, crossing the 
road at the Steve Wheeler brook. 
Blet and I made good time getting 
back on the old cart road and were just 
in time to hear them off. I was again 
the lucky one and I got a shot, which 
made two for me. q 
The dog came up on the dead jack 
and gave him a shake, and then I saw 
the other dog which had come in; he 
belonged to Mr. Fish who lives on the 
side of the mountain. 
This dog is a blue ticked hound and 
Oh, what a voice he has. 
They soon started another rabbit and 
what music they made! Blet’s dog has 
a light bark and the other a heavy and 
how they did make that rabbit go. 
In about ten minutes a rabbit crossed 
the road, going like a white streak and 
I made a bad miss, shooting behind the 
rabbit; I called to Blet to look out and 
just about that time, I heard him shoot 
twice, then he hollered, “I got him.” 
But it wasn’t the one I shot at 
so I called the dogs and put them on 
the fresh track of the one I had missed, 
and away they went down the swamp 
and back they came. All at once Blet 
cried, “there’s thee rabbit,” and sure 
enough the rabbit almost ran over him. 
I made another miss and Blet killed 
his second rabbit. 
gf pete dogs came up and gave the jack 
a shake, and away they went and 
soon had another one going. This one 
made a big circle almost out of hearing, 
then I heard them coming back. As I 
had two rabbits I did not hurry about 
getting in on the drive; I like to hear 
the dogs and they were certaintly go- 
ing strong. Back they went on another 
circle and soon I heard them coming 
straight for me, as I stood on the road. 
All at once out came the rabbit with the 
dogs not fifty feet behind him. I threw 
up the old Parker, but the rabbit turned 
right in the air and went back towards 
the dogs and I did not dare shoot. 
Down through the brush side of the 
cart road they went and crossed out of 
gunshot and soon I heard a shot and 
in a few minutes the dogs stopped bark- 
ing, so I knew that my friend had 
scored another kill. I went down to 
Blet and said, “Well, I have three. so 
vou must kill another,” but I said, “no, 
I have enough, Let’s go home,” 
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