I woke with a start, and had it not been for the bough crossing in
front must have fallen twenty feet. Looking down into the meadow as
soon as my eyes were thoroughly open, I instantly noticed a covey of
young partridges a little way up beside the hedge among the molehills.
The neighbourhood of those hillocks has an attraction for many birds,
especially in winter. Then fieldfares, redwings, starlings, and others
prefer the meadows that are dotted with them. In a frost if you see a
thrush on a molehill it is very likely to thaw shortly. Moles seem to
feel the least change in the temperature of the earth; if it slackens
they begin to labour, and cast up, unwittingly, food for the thrushes.
It would have been easy to kill three or four of the covey, which was a
small one, at a single shot; but it had been a late summer, and they
were not full-grown. Besides which, they roosted, I knew, about the
middle of the meadow, and to shoot them near the roost would be certain
to break them up, and perhaps drive them into Southlands. “Good
poachers preserve their own game:” so the birds fed safely, though a
pot shot would not have seemed the crime then that it would now. While
I watched them suddenly the old bird “quat,” and ran swiftly into the
hedge, followed by the rest. A kestrel was hovering in the next meadow:
when the beat of his wings ceased he slid forward and downwards, then
rose and came over me in a bold curve. Well those little brown birds in
the blackthorn knew that, fierce as he was, he dared not swoop even on
a comparatively open bush, much less such thick covert, for fear of
ruffling his proud feathers and beating them out. Nor could he follow
them through the intricate hidden passages.
In the open water of the pond a large jack was basking in the sunshine,
just beneath the surface; and though the shot would scatter somewhat
before reaching him, he was within range. If a fish lies a few inches
under water he is quite safe from shot unless the muzzle of the gun is
so close that the pellets travel together like a bullet. At a distance
the shot is supposed to glance as it strikes the water at an angle; for
that reason the elevation of the tree was an advantage, since from it
the charge would plunge into the pool. A jack may be killed in some
depth of water when the gun is nearly perpendicularly above the mark;
but in any case the aim must be taken two inches or more, according to
circumstances, beneath the apparent position of the fish, to allow for
refraction.
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