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Title: Stories of lake, field and forest. Rambles of a sportsman-naturalist. With ten half-tone engravings
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Bates, Frank Amasa, b. 1858
Subjects: Fishing Hunting
Publisher: South Braintree, Mass., F.A. Bates
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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All roight, Jones, says Pat, give methat, itll buy a half pint. Exit Pat for the desired drink. I have seen fox hunters with as big acrust as that, says Will, but sometimesthey get their comeuppence. A party wereout fox hunting on Cape Cod, and as theysupposed, run a fox into its burrow. As it was getting on into the day, theygave it up and started for the hotel. Afterthey had gone part way back, a portion of THE FOX WE DID NOT GET. 103 the party made some excuse, separated fromthe rest, and made their way back to theburrow, with the idea of digging out the foxand winning all the laurels. They borrowed some tools from a neigh-boring farmhouse, and dug for about fourhours, and finally pulled out and killed, anenormous wharf rat. Discomforted theywended their way back to the hotel with theunderstanding that the whole matter shouldbe kept quiet. But they forgot to fix thefarmer and he let the cat out of the bag.The town was too small to hold the partyafter that. INSECT HUNTINGIN WINTER.
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INSECT HUNTING IN WINTER. \ I /he Sportsman-Naturalist comes in^) I lo contact with all phases of life, grave ■^ and gay, laughter provoking and pa-thetic, sometimes pursuing his prey amid theburnino sands in the intense heat of midsum-mer, and anon beneath the snow ladenbranches of the forest neath the wintry skies.Sleeping beneath the green umbrageous foli-age of the cool lake shore, bedded with sweetand feathery fern, and only a few monthslater, heaping the logs higher on the campfireand tightly rolled in blankets, turning to reston beds of browse neath the spreading boughsof Maines evergreen spruce and firs, perhapssurrounded by snow and ice. For fun? Sometimes. For business?Much oftener. The editor and the publishercall for more copy and fiesh scenes; thedealer calls for a greater variety of specimens ;or driven by desire for recreation, he wandersat his own sweet will, but ever turns to the, 108 LAKE, FIELD AND FOREST. to him, all absorbing subject of Natural Life,at once plea

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