I ferrets a goodish few rabbits on bright nights in winter.
'As for the pheasants, I gets them mostly about acorn-time; they comes out of the plantations then.

I keeps clear of the plantations, because, besides the men a-watching, they have got dogs chained up, and alarm-guns as goes off if you steps on the spring; and some have got a string stretched along as you be pretty sure to kick against, and then, bang! and all the dogs sets up a yowling.

Of course it's only powder, but it brings the keepers along.

But when the acorns and the berries be ripe, the pheasants comes out along the hedges after 'em, and gets up at the haws and such like.

They wanders for miles, and as they don't care to go all the way back to roost they bides in the little copses as I told you of.