The flock immediately flew back to near the spot where Crockett stood.

He levelled his rifle, took deliberate aim, and another fine turkey fell.

The flock then disappeared.
The two hunters made the forest resound with shouts of triumph.

They had two large, fat turkeys, which would be looked at wistfully upon any gourmand's table, and for side-dishes they had three squirrels.

Thus they were prepared for truly a thanksgiving feast.