* * * * * =REMEMBERED ONES.= =BY J. HUNT, JR.= Not those who’ve trod the martial field, And led to arms a battling host, And at whose name “the world grew pale,” Will be in time remembered most: But they who’ve walked the “paths of peace,” And gave their aid to deeds t’were just, Shall live for aye, on Mem’ry’s page, When heroes sleep in unknown dust. * * * * * =THE GAME OF THE MONTH.= =BY HENRY WILLIAM HERBERT, AUTHOR OF “FRANK FORESTER’S FIELD SPORTS,” “FISH AND FISHING,” ETC.= [Illustration] =THE BITTERN. AMERICAN BITTERN.= _Ardea Minor sive Lentiginos._ =THE INDIAN HEN. THE QUAWK. THE DUNKADOO.= This, though a very common and extremely beautiful bird, with an exceedingly extensive geographic range, is the object of a very general and perfectly inexplicable prejudice and dislike, common, it would seem, to all classes. The gunner never spares it, although it is perfectly inoffensive; and although the absurd prejudice, to which I have alluded, causes him to cast it aside, when killed, as uneatable carrion; its flesh being in reality very delicate and juicy, and still held in high repute in Europe; while here one is regarded very much in the light of a cannibal, as I have myself experienced, for venturing to eat it. The farmer and the boatman stigmatize it by a filthy and indecent name. The cook turns up her nose at it, and throws it to the cat; for the dog, wiser than his master, declines it--not as unfit to eat, but as game, and therefore meat for his masters. Now the Bittern would not probably be much aggrieved at being voted carrion, provided his imputed carrion-_dom_, as Willis would probably designate the condition, procured him immunity from the gun. But to be shot first and thrown away afterward, would seem to be the very excess of that condition described by the common phrase of adding injury to insult.