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“A bird hunter should consider quail as having the attributes of a gentleman unwillingly participating in the sport. The quail deserves every courtesy, including that of a clean kill. It should go without saying that quail must be shot only while on the wing. Ground shooting is the moral equivalent of stealing from the church collection plate . .. or worse. - Shooting Quail - A Primer By Dr Joseph C. Greenfield, Jr.”

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The Greatest Quail Hunting Book Ever, Collector’s Edition

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