Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1893-07-20

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whole flock of ducks OF. geese. So
if there were ducks or geese flying
over it was no trick atall for Bobby
to let himself loose, just as if it
was dozen or 80 fowls jabbering
together, aid a flying flock. hear
ing him going on, would say to
themselves: these ducks must
nave struck good luck down there
in the creek. Let's drop down and
get a piece of it, And when they
had dropped down and near enough
Nat, hid in the bushes, would
tumble a half dozen or SO before
they could get on to the way they
we're fooled.
sBobby liked to hunt wild tur-
keys best. If there was a turkey
within bearing of him, it couldn't
resist that seductive call of his,
and when it came within gunshot
and Nat put aball in it, Bobby be-
came very iend in his gloating
over its death struggles. He would
fly. around the poor bird and laugh
and yell like a demon. Buff Nat
should happen to miss the turkey
after Bobby had called it up, then
maybe he would get fits. The par
rot would fill the woods with Ian
guage that Nat used to say some
times made him sit down and wait
for the shower of fire and brim'
stone that he felt sure must be
sent down on them for that birds
,vviiskedness. And he'd fly at Nat,
pull his hair out in punches, and
make vicious grabs at his eyes and
face. At these unfortunate times,
luckily, were rare, Nat used to lie
down on his face and let Bobby
peg away and pull at him till his
frenzy passed over. Nat knew
when that was by the bird perch
ing somewhere near and easing
himself up by simply yelling,
Damn fool!' Then Nat would get
up and start for home. Bobby
would fly to, his usual place on
Mats shoulder, where he would at
intervals yell in Mats ear, Damn
fool!' Nat never jawed back. He
said that he knew he deserved all
that Bobby gave him atsuch times.
There wasn't anything too bad for
a man who missed his turkey.
ssWhenever Nat would take his
gun to go out hunting, Bobby
would cock his head on one side
and say:
"'Turkey?'
eff Nat would say, 'No,' Bobby
would say:
asQuack quack?'
s.If Nat replied in the negative,
Bobby would make the peculiar
bleating sound of the fawn, inter
negatively. If Nat said he wasn't
going after deer, Bobby would say.
decisively:
asB'ar!'
aTurkey, duck or geese, deer and
bear were all the game Nat hunted
and Bobby knew if it wasn't any
of the first three he was going out
after it must of course be bear
But he always wanted to know
what the hunt was to be before he
started. He was of no particular
use in a bear hunt.
"'I jes' take him long to do the
swaring', Nat use to say.
aBut Bobby always went out fol
bear with tho greatest enthusiasm
and once he was of actual service
Nat had started q bear, and itwent
into: a thick swamp a short dis.
tance, where no man or dog coule
get. Whether a sudden stroke o.
genius, all at once he flew from
Mats shoulder into the swamp
Such hair-raising collection o.
yel.s and expletives as he tumblee
around in that swamp no living
thing hadever heard before. Bobby
was evidently directing then
straight at the bear, for the fright
ened animal came tearing out O.
the swamp with smash and {
crash that a hurricane couldn'
have made. Nat said the bears
eyes hung out, it's terror was 81
great. Nat downed the bear with
q couple of rifle balls, and out o.
the swamp came a couple of terror