It was the first snow of the season of 1915 at the Cleveland Boys' Farm, Hudson, Ohio, that two of us boys went out for our first rabbit. We were in fine shape for chasing rabbits; we had to chase rabbits for we were not allowed to have guns. This farm has about five hundred and forty-eight acres; one third of this is wood, one-sixth is pasture land and the rest is plowable land and there are about one hundred and sixty boys from nine to nineteen years of age. On this farm is a large berry patch of red, purple and black raspberries, blackberries, grapes, currants, and gooseberries.
To this patch we went and found the trail of a rabbit and we followed it to a black raspberry bush. As I was ahead of the other boy, (I always like to walk fast) I thought it would be great to catch the rabbit myself, so I sprang at it, but the rabbit was faster and wiser than I was and leaped away. We followed it through the grape patch into the purple raspberry patch and found it sitting again so I waited for the other boy and we both sprang in a V shape at the rabbit but he jumped straight up between our hands and ran to a red raspberry bush so we tried it over again but the rabbit jumped backwards and ran into an adjoining woods; in this woods was a ditch line built for sapping time and at the time it was half filled with snow. Near it was a long pole two inches square and about seven feet long, which I picked up. The rabbit ran in the ditch for a couple hundred feet and when we came up to it the rabbit jumped out and ran for the berry patch.
When it neared the patch I threw the pole I had in my hand and hit him. We followed the trail for fully five hundred feet and then it came to a sudden stop. For a couple of minutes we could not make anything out, then we scraped the snow away from the spot and found the rabbit dead. The blow it received from the pole had broken three ribs and_ as the rabbit made its last leap it jumped into some fine snow and covered itself completely and only left marks as you would notice under a snow laden tree. John J. Kikoruda.
Hunter-Trader-Trapper. October: 1921,
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