Jules Verne,
The Mysterious Island — Chapter 6
(1874)
“ The hunters then rose, and using their sticks like scythes, they mowed down whole rows of these couroucous, who never thought of flying away, and stupidly allowed themselves to be knocked off. A hundred were already heaped on the ground, before the others made up their minds to fly."Well," said Pencroft, "here is game, which is quite within the reach of hunters like us. We have only to put out our hands and take it!"The sailor having strung the couroucous like larks on flexible twigs, they then continued their exploration. ”
