They come to the same copses every year, which is curious, as most of them as will come this year will be shot before next.
'If I can't get 'em the fust night, I just throws a handful or two of peas about the place, and they'll be sure to stay, and likely enough bring two or three more.

I mostly shoots 'em with just a little puff of powder as you wouldn't hear across one field, especially if it's a windy night.

I had a air-gun, as was took from me, but he weren't much go: I likes a gun as throws the shot wide, but I never shoots any but roosters, unless I catch 'em standing still.
'All as I can tell you is as the dodge is this: you watch everybody, and be always in the fields, and always work one parish till you knows every hare in un, and always work by yourself and don't have no mates.' There were several other curious characters whom we frequently saw at work.

The mouchers were about all the year round, and seemed to live in, or by the hedges, as much as the mice.

These men probably see more than the most careful observer, without giving it a thought.
In January the ice that freezes in the ditches appears of a dark colour, because it lies without intervening water on the dead brown leaves.
Their tint shows through the translucent crystal, but near the edge of the ice three white lines or bands run round.