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I forgot to mention that I was accompanied by a dog of the Romney Marsh breed who had ben very useful in running up the track.

The sun was beginning to get low and being a long way from home I was on the point of giving up in despair, when I noticed the dog hunting more keenly, and presently he struck off with his nose down at a gallop. he had left me some ten minutes, when I heard a loud clucking noise, and the flapping as of fifty pheasants on the wing. I immediately cocked both barrels, one of which was loaded with buckshot, and the other with ball, scarcely had I done so, when with a tremendous flapping I saw to my inexpressible delight, a large turkey flying right upon me. On seeing me, however, he turned off to the right, flying high over the tops of the trees. I gave it up for lost, when I again caught sight of the bird, and quick as lightening brought my gun to bear on it and fired.