. Stories of lake, field and forest. Rambles of a sportsman-naturalist. With ten half-tone engravings. nters. ^i^-xev VSAjCXA>V ^^.^^ CONTENTS. 1. GEO USE SHOOTIXG EXTBAOBDIXABY. 2. FLY-FISHING FOB WHITE PEBCH 3. GOOSE SHOOTING. 4. PEBCH FISHING. 5. A TALE OF WINNEPESAUKEE. 6. HOBN POUT FISHING. 7. THE FOX WE DID NOT GET. 8. INSECT HUNTING IN WINTEB. 9. LAKE TBOUT FISHING. 10. THE NATUBALIST IN THE WHITEMO UNTAINS. I sat hy the shore of the sounding sea, And a sioeet, sad song it sang to me. It sang of vessels buried deep, And men entranced in deaths deep sleep. It sang of battles, ivhose t
. Stories of lake, field and forest. Rambles of a sportsman-naturalist. With ten half-tone engravings. nters. ^i^-xev VSAjCXA>V ^^.^^ CONTENTS. 1. GEO USE SHOOTIXG EXTBAOBDIXABY. 2. FLY-FISHING FOB WHITE PEBCH 3. GOOSE SHOOTING. 4. PEBCH FISHING. 5. A TALE OF WINNEPESAUKEE. 6. HOBN POUT FISHING. 7. THE FOX WE DID NOT GET. 8. INSECT HUNTING IN WINTEB. 9. LAKE TBOUT FISHING. 10. THE NATUBALIST IN THE WHITEMO UNTAINS. I sat hy the shore of the sounding sea, And a sioeet, sad song it sang to me. It sang of vessels buried deep, And men entranced in deaths deep sleep. It sang of battles, ivhose terrible roar Besounded loud from shore to shore. It sang of monsters ichose slimy for7ns Clove the shining waters, deep-hid from storms. Then the music changed and it sang of the sun^Whose glittering beams made the ripples runIn glistening lines to the sandy shore.,Where lovers loalJced by the breakers beautiful shells in silence crept.,And fishes swam and sea-birds it told me to listen, then tell their loreTo the readers, who run these pages oer. GROUSE GROUSE SHOOTING EXTRAORDINARY. fT had been a bard day in the fields, forthe birds were wild and w^ary. Andwhen we drew up our chairs around thefire, after supper, it was with a sigh of reliefto get our boots off. After the pipes were lighted, a comparisonof experiences was inaugurated, and B. toldhow the old cock partridge had dodged be-hind a cedar, just about as soon as he got upfrom the covert; while P. told of his sur-prise when he flushed a bird, and it fell to ashot from a thicket close by, just as he caughtsight of it, and Will stepped out to retrievehis bird, and was just about as surprised tosee P. standing there with gun at a ready. If you want to hear stories of gunning,fishing or anything else, in their pristinevigor, you want to sit over a rock-maple fire,in the kitchen of a gunning camp, after thedays sport is over, and hear them as theydrop fresh from the lips of the a
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