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Identifier: outing55newy (find matches)
Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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w weeks the immigants couldnt be distinguished from the well-behavednative born. The tourist-sportsman seldom pene-trates the haunts of the wild turkey inthe Big Cypress country. The habitatof these birds is surrounded by moats,sentineled and guarded by fierce ward-ers. The eye of the hunter as he walksshould be keen to distinguish the ugly,coiled cottonmouth from the mud ofthe trail which it closely resembles. Hisfeet must be nimble to avoid the onlyless dangerous little speckled-bellied moc-casins that swarm in his path, and hisear quick to catch the locust-like warn-ings of deadly rattlesnakes that lurk inthe grass. Even the few dwellers onthe borders of the Big Cypress have awholesome dread of these reptiles, whichis highly protective of the game of thecountry. Most of the turkeys that are killedhere are shot by alligator hunters forfood. The vocation of these men car-ries them into the very home of thereptiles and accustoms them to ignore adanger which they yet never belittle. 16
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THEY RESPONDED PROMPTLY TO THE CALL OF A TREE FELLED BY THE WORKMEN. Sometimes a hunter drags a torch of pal-metto fans across the wind, through thegrass of a prairie until it is swept by awall of roaring flame, half a mile inwidth. Turkeys are unharmed; deerare even attracted by the ashes; butsnakes perish by the thousand in theflames. A guide of my own was bittenby a rattlesnake while we were huntingfor turkeys in the Big Cypress and al-though my companion, who was besidehim, at once sucked the venom from thewound, the victim came near passingover the divide and it was weeks beforehe recovered. The born hunter, who walks withoutstepping on anything, passes throughthickets without touching a bush, andspots every leaf that stirs within a hun-dred yards, can usually pick up a turkeyfor supper within an hours walk in thewoods or on the prairie. It takes thesportsman longer. In former years Ihunted them and have spent days vainlyapproaching birds that played hide andseek with me, but alw

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