turkey-blind

Updated: May 7, 2025

At last, as it did not move at all, he came to the conclusion that it must be a bush, and he was entirely correct. For an hour or two he quietly crept among the trees, hoping he would either find the thing that was moving or get back to the turkey-blind.

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

My turkey-blind is over yander;" and as he said this he put his hand into his coat pocket and pulled out a handful of shelled corn, which he began to scatter along the path, a grain or two at a time. After ten or fifteen minutes' walking, Tony scattering corn all the way, they came to a mass of oak and chestnut boughs, piled up on one side of the path like a barrier. This was the turkey-blind.

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

Ef it hadn't been for that, the ole rifle would ha' been at the bottom of the creek." "But what was Captain Caseby doing here in the woods at night?" asked Harry. "Dunno," said Tony; "I jist follered him till I made sure he wasn't a-huntin for my turkey-blind, and then I let him go long. His business wasn't no consarn o' mine."

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

There was a rise in the ground a short distance in front of the turkey-blind, and a little patch of dark sky was visible between the trees. Across this bit of sky something dark was slowly passing. "Ye kin see 'most anything in the darkest night," whispered Tony, "ef ye kin only git the sky behind it. But that's no turkey." "What do you think it is?" said Harry, softly.

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected