Here and there the perches gave way under the weight with a crash,
and falling to the ground destroyed hundreds of the birds beneath, forcing down the dense groups with which every stick was loaded.
It was a scene of uproar and confusion. I found it quite useless to speak or even to shout to those persons who were nearest to me.
Even the reports of the guns were seldom heard, and I was made aware of the firing only by seeing the shooters reloading.
The uproar continued the whole night; and as I was anxious to know to what distance the sound reached,
I sent off a man, accustomed to perambulate the forest,
who, returning two hours afterwards, informed me he had heard it distinctly when three miles distant from the spot.
Towards the approach of day, the noise in some measure subsided; long before objects were distinguishable,
the pigeons began to move off in a direction quite different from that in which they had arrived the evening before,
and at sunrise all that were able to fly had disappeared.