The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1849-05-10
THE ENG LlsHMAN ON A JERSEY HUNT.

THE ENGLlsHMAN ON JERSEY HUNT.
Asporting emigrsnt from Queen Vic.o-
risS land gives ~ amusing account ofhis
hunting woodeock 90 the New Jersey mead
ows, in the Spirit Of the Times. We copy
On extract from bic statement:
After tisesome aud fruitIess search
among the low scrub pines, arrived al .
we'll cultivated grass farm where sat down
to rest. Shortly ! "hied" my dogs forward.
and commenced beating tho felds, and to
my great delight found both quail and
woodcock in abundance. The fields being
fresh mown there was no lay for tho birds,
but to my satisfaction saw that the quail
mostly flew to piece Of long grass in the
centre Of the meadows which was left IN
mown. | therefore beat all round this and
drove the gamo into il. Having accom-
plishsd my undertaking, entered the grass,
which was thick and up to my waist. Quail
after quail arose, and ~ often fell to my
gun, and became 20 olated with success
that oil thought Of pain or fatigue vas gone; ;
and ] did nov and then hear . snake.likc
sussling in the grass which made me start
when picked up . shot bird, / wss much
loo delighted to heed such triAas. My
pockets we're getting heavy, and was in
tho very centre Of the grass, when hoard
. shout from hill At sone distance, end
locking up, saw . person who by bis ges-
sures appeared to 10 in the highest state Of
excitement.
Now bad hitherto always found il to be
shs best practice, whom challenged afar of
by enraged farmers - . tsespasscr, to b
both blind and deaf until the prosecutors
approach during which time one may either
make Of, or feigu igornance ofsny improp.
Cs intentions.
The sport Il this time was too good, and
cost too much labor, to be easily given up;
and although heard tho fellow believing
1t The top Of his voice, and saw him run.
ming - fast - bic legs could carry him,
still continued shooting. At last he was
near enough to make himself hoard.
"Holloa! there, you tarna.ion fool! come
cut Of that long grass"
20 yes" thought /, background very
likely but HE on good dogs, we may get a
brace Of birds before his short legs can
reach Vs."
"Come out Of that long grass" sgain
rang 10 my ears.
"Noe till can't help il, my lad" thinks
J--"lIie on there; We have dozen bevies
il vs have one in this piece Of stuff yet"
"Ob! you con.acarous vasmint! Come
out Of that long grass"
The enemy Is close upon ". Ono shot
moro, and then to close quarters.
"By the eternal! be you mad, OF be you
desff' cried the man, now at the ecge Of
the grass, and in 90 agony Of excitement;
"do you wish to bs dead man' Come
cut Of that long grass, | say"
His last words, spoken with great vehe-
mence, made me pause; steel traps and
opsing-guns came into my thoughts.
"Come out, como ont, Of that long grass,
Or BY the eternal you're gone sucker. A.
mighty smosh, don, you know TINT 10 my
snake grass? Como out, you sarna,ion
fool"
"Soake grass" said ], in low tone.
raising myrclfon tip toe, and SHADING on
the very smnlles, spnce Of ground. "Sn0ke
grass. sir; whs.'s snake gra,s?"
"Como on, say, and If you get away
without death in vMr cnrcasc--which, b.
the immortal pumpkin, rather guess YOU
never wili-l'll tell you what snake grass
TO-"
Trembling. ] crept out Of the grass, and
approached the farmer, who stood wiping
the Precipitation from his head.
"weII," snid he Il have heard tell on darn.
ed faols that 90 on bird.hnn,s, but may be
absquasula,ed cicrnally if | ever thoughts
TELLER was fol enough to 60 into piece Of
Jarsay snake grass after poor miserable
quail"
.Pray, sir, what do you moan b. snake
gra's!"
mot know whit snake grassis! We'll, !
might have seen BY your ou.'ards that you
wesrn't Of this location. But don'l you
know these here clearings are chockful II
oil kinds Of varmint snskes? When we
mows We leave piece of long grass for the
tarnntion reptiles 10 60 into, md when the
grass gets dry, you see, we sets fire 20 IL,
and burns all the vcnomous varmints, and
% makes kind Of a clearance Of tho snakes
every yenr. Lord marcy? when ! seed
you in my long grass--which ought 10 be
chokeful of coppcrheads-l ,ho't you mus,
b . Como sucker; end how on sr,h you
escaped, is beyond oil. end tha,'s fact"
felt sick and faint. md leaned upon my
gun for support. My escape Ind been
miraculous. Thanking the farmer Tor biz
kindness in warning me of my danger, and
declining his invitation 10 par,ake Of re.
treatments M his abide, made the hest