Poachers Rock
What would a poacher do?
What would a poacher do?
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If I had been Born an idiot and unfit to carry a gun - though with Plenty of Cash - they would have called me a grand sportsman. Being Born Poor, I am called a Poacher.
When you give a poacher permission to kill game you take the Sugar out of the ginger bread. You rob him of the pleasure it is to an expert poacher to steal a march not on the game but on the men who claim it for their own. I have poached more for Revenge than Gain.
So much for the Sacred Game. There is no man in England who Run more Risks, Been in more Dangerous Scrapes than me. Yet the only time I have Been in Prison was Not for Poaching but for getting a Poor Old widow woman a Bundle of Sticks as she had no coal. A Man who still Lives told the Keepers I had a Gun. It was a Long Piece of Ash, and they knew this Oadby man had told a Lie. But they sent me to Leicester Gaol for seven Days. They just thought it was time I was there. Ever Since I have Poached with more Bitterness against the Class. If I am able, I Will Poach Till I Die.