THE WOODKOK.
The woodkok iz one ov them kind ov birds who kan git up from the ground with about az much whizz, and about az bizzy az a fire-kracker, and fly away az krooked az a kork-skrew.
They feed on low, wet lands, and only eat the most delikate things.
They run their tungs down into the soft earth, and gather tender juices and tiny phood.
They hav a long, slender bill, and a rich brown plumage, and when they lite on the ground yu lose sight ov them az quick az yu do ov a drop ov water when it falls into a mill pond.
The fust thing yu generally see ov a woodkok iz a whizz, and the last thing a whurr.
How so many ov them are killed on the wing iz a mistery to me, for it iz a quicker job than snatching pennys oph a red-hot stove.
I hav shot at them often, but i never heard ov my killing one ov them yet.
They are one ov the game birds, and menny good judges think they are the most elegant vittles that wear feathers.