The most of the hunters live in the city, and when they get out with their guns they crack away at everything they see; and if they happen to kill a doe with a fawn at her side, or a quail with a brood of chicks, it makes no difference to them.

Sportsman's Clubs are of some _use_ there, but we have no need of them in this country." "He wants the quails left here, so that he can shoot them over his dog," continued David.
"O, he does! When is he going to begin?
He has been here more than a year, and nobody has ever heard of his killing a quail yet.

He must keep his fingers out of this pie.

We can't put up with any interference from him.

Any more bad news ?" added Don, seeing that David's face had not yet wholly cleared up.
"Yes, there is," replied the latter, speaking rapidly, for fear that his courage might desert him again.