Rod and gun . Pouring out after a Moniing Partridge Hunt. paddler of some notoriety and known athis club, the Toronto Canoe Club, as apot hunter. This term is not used in thisconnection as a term of disapprobationbut because he has won so many cups atthe regattas during the season. In conclusion let me say that on fieldor marsh shooting I love a good dogwhere the bird is located and flushed be- fore being potted, then retrieved by thedog, but I cannot but condemn the prac-tice of using dogs to tree partridge, tobark at them and hold them spell boundtill they are shot sitting in a tree at somef
Rod and gun . Pouring out after a Moniing Partridge Hunt. paddler of some notoriety and known athis club, the Toronto Canoe Club, as apot hunter. This term is not used in thisconnection as a term of disapprobationbut because he has won so many cups atthe regattas during the season. In conclusion let me say that on fieldor marsh shooting I love a good dogwhere the bird is located and flushed be- fore being potted, then retrieved by thedog, but I cannot but condemn the prac-tice of using dogs to tree partridge, tobark at them and hold them spell boundtill they are shot sitting in a tree at somefifteen yards. This is impossible sportto any true sportsman and only the manwho is thinking of pecuniary gain willcountenance One Weeks Partridge Shoot (Two Guns.) A Fight To The Death liY VINCENT E. CKOSS. w E tr> our luck to-morrow,Rene prophesied, as hewound the battered alarmclock and painstakingly set-ting the alarm, rolled into his bunk andwas soon wafted away into the soundsleep of the man who has lived all hislife in the open. Sleep did not come soeasily to me however. For hours I layawake, going over in my thoughts everydetail of my new surroundings. This was an altogether new experiencefor me. True, I had been born in thecountry and I belonged here as much asany of my kind, but while in my teensthe lure and fascination of the city hadcalled me and 1 had heeded the summonsand gone out into the world to take upthe great battle of fighting my way tofortune. This fact explained the reasonof my coming back, for after years ofwork and the wear and tear of the everchanging life in the city I began to feelthe strain, and the need of a prolongedrest. As a result I wrote my old friendand school-mate, Rene
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