Identifier: youngsportsmansm00carl (find matches)
Title: The young sportsman's manual : or, recreations in shooting ; with some account of the game found in the British Islands, and practical directions for the management of dog and gun
Year: 1849 (1840s)
Authors: Carleton, John William, d. 1856
Subjects: Hunting
Publisher: London : Chapman and Hall
Contributing Library: University of Pittsburgh Library System
Digitizing Sponsor: Lyrasis Members and Sloan Foundation

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worms.Remember the specific for condition in any animal is, plenty of good food, and plenty of exercise. Draftyour dogs to their meals, as it teaches a well im-pressed lesson of obedience. In summer wash themfrequently with soft soap—the avenging angel ofvermin; also, if possible, give them a swim everyday in hot weather. Of all things take care ticks donot get a footing in your kennel; if they do, its longodds you never get rid of them. Probably the onlyradical cure, in such a case, is, to pull it down. Afterhunting in wood or cover, examine them, and let everytick be carefully picked off; this is an absolutelynecessary precaution. When they are numerous, orvery small, rubbing a dog well with sweet oil Anil killthem. Dogs should be well wiped, and thoroughlycleansed with a bmsh and i*ubber after hunting, inthe manner horses are. Tliis ■will keep them in aveiy different condition from those, that are sufferedto lie down with the mud on their bodies, to cakeand harden. -—4^^—-
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CHAPTER V. PARTRIDGE SHOOTING. Loiterer rise ! the mom hath keptFor thee her orient pearls unwept;Haste, and take them, while the lightHangs on the dew-locks of the night.See I Aurora thi-ows her fairFresh-tinted colours through the air.Come forth! come forth ! tis very sinAnd profanation to keep in !Theres joy and gladness in the skies ;Loiterer ! from thy couch arise ! Our life is short, our moments runSwift as the coursers of the sun ;And, like the vapour or the rain.Once lost, can neer be traced again !Each flowr hath wept and eastward bowdThe skylark, far above the cloud.To hymn his song of praise, is fled;And all the birds their matins said:Theres joy and gladness in the skies;Loiterer ! from thy couch arise ! PAETEIDGE SHOOTING. Haste, ere the sun hath drunk the dews,Boon Nature to her banquet woos ;Around, the smiling fields no moreAre waving with their golden store;Homeward bears the loaded wain,The golden glories of the plain;And nut-brown partridges are seenGliding among th

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