edited by Ben McC. Moise
The inclusion of this book in the Open Carolina collection is made possible by the generous funding of
"Back in the mid-1930s, now nearly eighty years ago, the only two men writing turkey stories, real turkey stories that is, were Henry E. Davis and Archibald Rutledge. This first publication of Davis's forty-year-old manuscript is an enchanting view into another era, with all of that era's faults, foibles, and misconceptions. The book is pure Davis: literate, articulate, beautifully written, and a fascinating look into the past. It also serves as a warning not to be overly critical of rifles, predator elimination, mistaken opinions, and driven birds. God knows what they will be thinking of us eighty years from now."—Tom Kelly, author Tenth Legion: Tips, Tactics, and Insights on Turkey Hunting
"If you've spent any time in the turkey woods, Henry E. Davis's hunting memoirs should be required reading. His tales and descriptions of hunting, calling, and dogging are not only entertaining but provide a window into the turkey scene of yesteryear. Through Davis's words, you can almost smell the South Carolina dawn and hear him yelp on his box caller. His detailed recollections are priceless."—Brian Lovett, editor of Turkey and Turkey Hunting Magazine
"Anyone who spends an inordinate amount of time in the spring woods chasing gobblers will buy this book for the cover alone, but beyond that it is an entrancing window to a past that will not come again, like Henry E. Davis's cherished fourteen-gauge shotgun. This memoir breaths the hot breath of one who was there when shooting hours stopped when it was too dark to see and the bag limit was reached when you ran out of shot and powder. Follow Davis back through the years to a time and place both nostalgic and exciting. The only disappointing moment in the book is the one when you close the cover on the last page and realize it's finished."—Joel M. Vance, author of Tails I Lose: Coping with Bird Dogs
"In describing the deer hunts recorded in his memoir, Henry E. Davis captures vividly his quarry's behaviors, the surrounding landscape, and the hunter's actions—and the latter with all of the colorful details so characteristic of his time. After all, lacing a good hunting story with copious information reveres the quarry. A Southern Sportsman harkens kindred spirits to bygone days steeped in tradition and filled with excitement when the air rang with the 'cries of the oncoming pack.' It is a nostalgic visit for those who lived in this time and a history lesson for those who followed."—R. Joseph Hamilton, certified wildlife biologist and founder of Quality Deer Management Association
"The hunting community is lucky to have Ben Moïse edit these lost memoirs of Henry E. Davis. I've been hunting foxes most of my life and was thoroughly interested to see the differences and similarities between the practices of today and those of the 1800s and early 1900s as Davis describes them. His depictions of pursuing other quarry through the South Carolina woods and swamps are equally detailed and interesting. We owe a debt of thanks to Mr. Davis for writing this memoir and to Mr. Moïse for seeing the value of these accounts and sharing them with us now."—Benjamin H. Hardaway III, author of Never Outfoxed
"Unlike a gallon of milk, hunting stories have no expiration date. Hunting stories provide a window to the past. If they are recounted in detail, someone can almost catch a whiff of burned gunpowder, hear the sound of baying hounds or spy the sunrise through towering cypress. Hunting stories also provide historical context on the landscape, game abundance and prevailing cultural attitudes. The publishing of Henry Davis' hunting memoirs accomplishes all of the above and more. Davis writes in sharp detail throughout the book. Nothing is lost to memory"—Charleston Post & Courier
"A Southern Sportsman is a book worth reading and having."—Florence Morning News
". . . long overdue, is destined to become a classic hunter's collector item."—Charleston Mercury Magazine
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