We debated the question of whose wife could make the best pot-pie, and finally decided by drawing straws that the doctor's wife should make that particular pot-pie. Given, I had been out after dough birds, and we brought in thirty-two nice fat ones. Speaking of pot-pie, I remember one day in the spring of 1882, when in company with my old friend and life-long companion in the field, Dr. They were always in large flocks and frequented the high lands, and especially the newly-sown fields of grain, and they made the finest pot-pie in the world.

Their meat was light in color, and when skinned (the common way of dressing them) the meat was covered with a roll of fat that looked like dough, but in color resembled clean, fresh lard. I do not think they were an aquatic, or wading, bird they were considerably larger than a jacksnipe or a plover, and larger and plumper than any curlew that I ever saw. When I came to Nebraska, many years ago, I found, each spring and fall, great flocks of migratory game called, by the natives, dough birds they were also called prairie pigeons, and by some they were called jack curlew and gray curlew. And perhaps some of the readers of Forest and Stream can tell us what has become of them. I, therefore, make bold to ask you to tell me just what the birds described below are. 2- Editor Forest and Stream: No doubt you discovered from my letter in regard to grouse that I possess no scientific or natural history knowledge of game birds, except what little I have picked up in the field.

Aunty flocks