. Pen and pencil sketches; being reminiscences during eighteen years' residence in Bengal. the next field,drawing better than ever you did in your life, oldcock. Such was the salutation I received onemorning from a brother sportsman, as he clearedthe deep ditch into the next field, followed by yourhumble. In spite of his bad taste, however, I tookcare that the beautiful j)lumage of the bird just shot,and which I had been apostrophising, should not berufued, determined to try my hand at a rejDresenta-tion of him as he came down. And here you haveit. He was knocked over at a considerable distanc
. Pen and pencil sketches; being reminiscences during eighteen years' residence in Bengal. the next field,drawing better than ever you did in your life, oldcock. Such was the salutation I received onemorning from a brother sportsman, as he clearedthe deep ditch into the next field, followed by yourhumble. In spite of his bad taste, however, I tookcare that the beautiful j)lumage of the bird just shot,and which I had been apostrophising, should not berufued, determined to try my hand at a rejDresenta-tion of him as he came down. And here you haveit. He was knocked over at a considerable distancefrom where we first found him, having ran ; but hisseat was so waim a;:d grateful to the dog, that heremained immoveable, nor would ^ Rap believe thathe was off till his ear was saluted with the sharp THE BLA CK PARTRIDGE. 189 crack of tlie gvin, and he turned his head in time tosee him purl over. If he had been an alderman of twenty wards hecould not have made more fuss in getting up ; buthe was hit by my friend handsomely and plumage was of the most superb description, and. FALLING PARTEIDGE. he was more handsomely marked, I think, than anybird I ever before met with. The head was of thetrue game cut; the beautiful snowy ring round theneck, like the male pheasant at home; the velvetpall-like blackness of his starry spotted breast; theelegant yellow legs, with spurs just budding; thelong pinion feathers, eyed to their tips, similar to I go PEN AND PENCIL SKETCHES. the painted snipe, and indeed the whole contourwas the perfection of a game bird. I think that if Solon had ever seen tlie blackpartridge, he would have included him along withthe pheasant in his well-known remark that havingonce seen the beautiful plumage of that bird, henever could be astonished at any other finery in theworld. In this country it is seldom or ever (at least inBengal) that the sportsman can get anything likegood partridge shooting in the ojDcn—although thebird is similar in habit to the
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