. Sport con la pistola e l'asta in legni americani e acque [microformati]. Caccia; Caccia; Pesca; Pesca; Chasse; Chasse; Pêche sportive; Pêche sportive. 732 Canvas-Back e Terrapin. Io ! K â JSSiA cieco BIDDISON AL PUNTO S, sul medio KIVER.. ^mm chiamato, hanno preso il loro posto in per- functory e solenne di moda, e abbiamo spinto fuori, mentre circa un doz- en hounds e cantiere-cani urlava un ovattato e ansiosi di addio dalla banca. La luna appeso bassa vicino le cime degli alberi, il fiume era buio e i suoi contorni neri e misterioso. Circa un quarto di pollice di ghiaccio era formata, e come ci si è schiantato costantemente attraverso

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. Sport with gun and rod in American woods and waters [microform]. Hunting; Hunting; Fishing; Fishing; Chasse; Chasse; Pêche sportive; Pêche sportive. 732 Canvas-Back and Terrapin. I ! k â JSSiA BLIND AT BIDDISON S POINT, ON MIDDLE KIVER.. ^mm called, took their places in per- functory and solemn fashion, and we shoved off, while about a doz- en hounds and yard-dogs howled a muffled and anxious adieu from the bank. The moon hung low near the tree-tops, the river was dark, and its outlines black and mysterious. About a quarter of an inch of ice had formed, and as we crashed steadily through it, odd and fantastic echoes came from the gloomy and silent shores. As we reached the broader water nearer the mouth of the creek the ice disappeared, but the surface was calm and nowhere gave back a reflection of the moon. M. was in the bow and I in the stern, our host, B., rowing in the middle. Suddenly he stopped, seized his gun and loaded it. M. did the same ; I was too mystified to understand the proceeding, and was content to wonder and look on, peering around in the gloom to find the occasion, and seeing nothing but the impenetrable shad- ows and the undefined depths of the dark shore. "Hist!" said B. "There is where they are, " and taking his gun between his knees, he pulled a few strong, quiet strokes again. In a moment there was a most astonishing and startling noise, and I saw, about five hundred yards to the right, a long line of bright silver break upon the water. Thousands of ducks that had made a great " bed" in the creek during the night had been startled and were taking wing simultaneously, and the noise made by their splashing as they rose was tremendous. Presently, as the last duck. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original work.. Mayer, Alfred M. (Alfred

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