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...many Western states the native game birds (prairie chickens, sage hens, scaled quail, etc.) are rapidly disappearing. They do not adjust to the white man's civilization. But in the Near East, which has a similar climate and vegetation, there are plenty of fine, flourishing birds that have got along with civilized man for many millennia. One of them is the meaty bustard (crane family), which sometimes weighs as much as 30 Ibs. Among others are the decorative, long-tailed francolin (a kind of partridge) and a varied assortment of edible grouse. Some of the birds, Dr. Bump hopes...
...their weather-beaten owners and trainers, the center of the universe is the sleepy village of Grand Junction (pop. 750), Tenn. The National Field Trial Championship, World Series of U.S. bird-dog competition, has been held there for 52 years at Ames Plantation - a 27,000-acre expanse of quail-rustled sedge and woodland with a great ante-bellum mansion, rows of hospital-clean kennels and stables floored in handmade bricks...
Prairie Chickens, Yes. Brownie, owned by Montana Mining Magnate Gerald Livingston, who keeps a string of 75 fine dogs at a 40,000-acre plantation at Quitman, Ga., was no newcomer to the Tennessee quail country. Though none but dogs with victories in other top trials may run at Ames Plantation, Brownie had managed the feat of qualifying for the National Championship as a derby (i.e., when he was less than two years old) in 1947. He had qualified annually since. But though he did well elsewhere-he won the National Pheasant Championship, the Continental Championship, was runner...
...Dead Quail, No. Within five minutes Brownie froze in a perfect point. He stood unflinchingly as his professional trainer, a quiet, rawboned outdoorsman named George Evans, dismounted and fired a shotgun in the air. Quail drummed up out of the grass (birds are not killed at out-of-season trials), and Brownie raced away again. After that he performed with brilliance, steadiness and wisdom. Spunky Pete disgraced himself by racing clear out of view and staying lost for 32 minutes, but Brownie went on hunting faultlessly and tirelessly hour after hour. When he was finally called in, tongue lolling, chest...
...Reeves hoped that a partner would cut down his 16-hour day, seven days a week. It helped, but he still has few chances to get away to the irrigation spillways to cast for bass, or onto the prairie to hunt for quail, or to the hills for antelope. Grinning, he sees a connection between last winter's blizzards (when he had to make farm calls by horse team or "weasel" tractor) and the heavy obstetrical practice in the last weeks of 1949: "The blizzards kept most people home, and we're just reaping the benefits...