The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1895-06-07

ride fOrth into a Yeldt with a friend
and a brace OF pointers. with the
blessed feeling that you have not n
care In the world beyond the march OF
your wagon to the next water: to be
absolutely certain OF some pretty
shooting In a Wild country Innocent OF
farms and fences TO return to camp to-
ward evening with perhaps ten or
twelve braces OF birds and n small
buck these things. to the average
healthy male. seem as near perfection
as may be found In this vale Of tears.
II ~ = o'clock on a bright April
morning In South Bechuanaland The
air 10 full Of light. brisk and wonder
fully oxhlluating. Four gunnors have
Just brcakfastcd under the lee Of their
wagon. Now, having mounted their
ponles-the average South African
horse ia seldom more than fourteen
hands. they ride quietly down the
hithor side OF the shallow valley.
"laagtc." II ls called In these parts,
wherein they were outspanned. aud
climbed the farther rise.
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slopes are clothed with a long growth
OF waving grass. now grcenlsh yellow
after the rains. amid which great
bouldcra OF dark.rcd rock crop up.
Here and there small patches Of blue
green bush start out from the grassy
yeldt. Beyond. browning the valley.
begins thicklsh woodland OF short
trees bastard yellow wood. the Beers
call thom-which extends for some
miles In front. till the great open
plains are again reached. AZ the gun
ners ride up the further slope. their
wagon IN already In motion behind
them. starting upon It's days trek
seventeen miles to the next water.
Through the clear. nlmblo air come the
crack OF the drivers great whip and
his ahrill crlSH. hurled at the oxen. and
the unwieldly homo on wheels crushes
slowly through the yielding sand. But
now the gunners have spread out In
line and the pointers are already busy.
Near some boulders one Of the .dogs
feathers little. then stands rigid az
n figure OF bronze. The two nearest
gunners dlsmount. They already carry
their guns and bandolicrs. and ride, rs
men do In the veldt. In their flannel
shirts with their sleeves well rolled up
the arms. There Is little to ineumbcr
their movements. Breechea, CATERS
and stout boots. shirt and shady
hat. are all that a man needs In Az
rlca.
The rcins are thrown over the pom
les necks and hang In front OF them
and the stays will stand quietly for
hours. Now the gunners are close
upon the pointer. stlll standing With
rigid tail and outstretched neck These
francoln lie close In the long grass.
where the deuce on sudden up
spring three brown birds within Ave
feet OF the sportsmen. Twenty yards
OF law. the guns are up. two llght re-
ports from smokelcss cartridges aud a
brace OF birds hit the earth. Almost
instantly a third report follows and
the rear gunner has secured his right
and left-not a difficult matter with
these francolln. Hut the pointer Ia not
yet content. Another brace OF birds
is found and brought TO bag within
thirty yards,
The partrldges are now gathered.
They prove to be the small Coqu fran
n-"Nswlmbi" the natives call
them-perhaps the most beautiful
game birds In the world. As one OF
them lies In the gunners palm for a
/ few moments the bright nank-ln-yel-
low and orange Of the head. the clear.
/ hawk-llko markings OF the breast and
| the beautiful shape and feathorlng
mark this partridge OF Africa as a
gem among It's fellows. The birds are
bestowed In a saddle bag and the gun
ners mount and ride into forest on the
I rlght-hand side OF the wagon road.
Meanwhile. their comrades have en-
tered the woodland more to the left
hand and their guns can be heard al
ready going.
For two hours the sportsmen quietly
walk their horses through the forest
| moving due west Once their pointer
gets into a small troop OF guinea fowl
/ NfANANk Ahl hAAhNf anu AAAfl u hlnAll
chase. drives three OF them into tree
whence, as they fly of, the gunuers Sc
cure them easily enough,
Al length, after picking up a few
butterflies In the forest clearings, for
they carry a net. our gunners emerge
upon broad, rolling, sun-drenched
plains. covered with long pale yellow
grass. Through these they ride stead.
lily hour after, picking up every now
and again a head OF two OF game. Now
II Is brace OF big red-wing partridge
(orange river francolin). now one OF
these annoying, yet handsome, game
birds. the black and white bustard-
swart koorhaan, the Beers call him
whose very noisy and Gliding ways
are familiar everywhere In open veldl
In South Africa. Now, after keenest
search, a leash OF tiny bush quail ar,
flushed and secured, one after IN,
other having literally to be kicked up
a hare and a solitary "dikkop'
knee ployer-are added to the growing
bas,