wildfowl

Probably in October, the Pilgrims met their Wampanoag neighbors for three days of feasting on wildfowl and venison.

The air was so calm that the plaintive cries of thousands of wildfowl which covered the Point of Marsh struck faintly on our ears.

In summer, like the wildfowl, they disappear and go north to seek cool pastures in the Mongolian highlands.

Diametrically different—in cause and effect—is the case of wildfowl.

In five minutes they were all in the ocean, frisky as a school of porpoises, making enough noise to scare any wildfowl away.

Schoverling and Charlie employed the shotgun in turn, shooting from their horses, and stocking the whole camp with wildfowl.