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and as soon as we had again charged our rifles at least 20 were within thirty yards of us. This time firing at two which were in a line, my ball passing through the body of the first, broke a wing of the other, which instantly set off at a [[ | and as soon as we had again charged our rifles at least 20 were within thirty yards of us. This time firing at two which were in a line, my ball passing through the body of the first, broke a wing of the other, which instantly set off at a [[?]] pace, followed by the others, not however before the Indian had turned over a second. Loading as quickly as possible and leaving the four dead birds hanging on a tree, we soon followed on the tracks of the birds which left us far behind, although the long slinging trot led by my companion brought us up to the wounded bird which was lying panting & bleeding on the snow, where he had sunk exhausted from loss of blood. | ||
Two or three days after, I had a close view of the remainder of the flock, which had fallen a victim to their stupidity in an Indian trap or pen. I had followed several tracks for some time when I suddenly heard a tremendous uproar a short distance ahead of me. Hastening on, I came upon a turkey pen, which some of the Indians had formed, & which had entrapped 11 fine fully grown birds. These silly fowls are taken | In the evening towards sundown, we again came upon the flock, this time feeding in apparent security, but two quickly succumbed to our rifles, thus making a bag of seven of these magnificent birds. When we had collected the slain, we found we had enough to do, to carry them all, but staggering as well as we could under our load, we reached the camp after sunset, and feasted on part of one of the birds and delicious eating it proved.. | ||
Two or three days after, I had a close view of the remainder of the flock, which had fallen a victim to their stupidity in an Indian trap or pen. I had followed several tracks for some time when I suddenly heard a tremendous uproar a short distance ahead of me. Hastening on, I came upon a turkey pen, which some of the Indians had formed, & which had entrapped 11 fine fully grown birds. These silly fowls are taken in the following manner. In a part of the woods, where turkies are known to resort, the Indian or White hunter forms his pen. It is merely a square inclosure of rough logs about 6 feet square and 4 ft in height, th top covered in with smaller logs, with an interval of 6 or 8 inches between each — At the sides the lower bar is wanting, leaving a space clear from the ground of 18 inches or 2 ft. A train of Indian corn is then laid from different parts of the woods, leading to the pen, which is strewed with the corn. The turkies coming upon the trains follow it, pecking it up until they reach the trap, when, entering they quickly devour the remainder. When all is consumed, they attempt to find an exit, but all their endeavours are exerted to get out at the top, through which the[[y]] thrust their long necks, but without attempting to escape by the way they entered. Thus a whole flock is often | |||
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10 and as soon as we had again charged our rifles at least 20 were within thirty yards of us. This time firing at two which were in a line, my ball passing through the body of the first, broke a wing of the other, which instantly set off at a ? pace, followed by the others, not however before the Indian had turned over a second. Loading as quickly as possible and leaving the four dead birds hanging on a tree, we soon followed on the tracks of the birds which left us far behind, although the long slinging trot led by my companion brought us up to the wounded bird which was lying panting & bleeding on the snow, where he had sunk exhausted from loss of blood.
In the evening towards sundown, we again came upon the flock, this time feeding in apparent security, but two quickly succumbed to our rifles, thus making a bag of seven of these magnificent birds. When we had collected the slain, we found we had enough to do, to carry them all, but staggering as well as we could under our load, we reached the camp after sunset, and feasted on part of one of the birds and delicious eating it proved..
Two or three days after, I had a close view of the remainder of the flock, which had fallen a victim to their stupidity in an Indian trap or pen. I had followed several tracks for some time when I suddenly heard a tremendous uproar a short distance ahead of me. Hastening on, I came upon a turkey pen, which some of the Indians had formed, & which had entrapped 11 fine fully grown birds. These silly fowls are taken in the following manner. In a part of the woods, where turkies are known to resort, the Indian or White hunter forms his pen. It is merely a square inclosure of rough logs about 6 feet square and 4 ft in height, th top covered in with smaller logs, with an interval of 6 or 8 inches between each — At the sides the lower bar is wanting, leaving a space clear from the ground of 18 inches or 2 ft. A train of Indian corn is then laid from different parts of the woods, leading to the pen, which is strewed with the corn. The turkies coming upon the trains follow it, pecking it up until they reach the trap, when, entering they quickly devour the remainder. When all is consumed, they attempt to find an exit, but all their endeavours are exerted to get out at the top, through which they thrust their long necks, but without attempting to escape by the way they entered. Thus a whole flock is often