The Taylor-Trotwood Magazine, Vol. IV, No. 6, March 1907Various
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The Taylor-Trotwood Magazine, Vol. IV, No. 6, March 1907
Various
American literature -- 20th century -- Periodicals; Southern States -- Periodicals
until it looked like the floor of a large poultry yard.
The sun had just set and there was a bank of red in the west, the wind
was coming in little gusts from the north and the night promised to be
clear. The moon would be up in about an hour.
“There they come,” said Norling, in a low voice, and then, just across
the narrow draw, a bunch of a dozen or so passed, flying close to the
ground and headed straight for the pond. It was still light enough to see
them when they reached the pond. They did not circle, as is usual with
ducks about to light, but raised slightly just before reaching the pond,
and then, poised for a second, appeared to drop in, and so still was the
evening and the wind blowing from the pond toward us, we could hear the
water splash as they struck it.
So intensely had our interest been fixed on the first bunch we had not
noticed others that were coming. Scarcely had the first ones settled
before another flock began to drop in, and now they seemed to be coming
in a steady stream. There was a continuous splash, splash, splash, as one
after another they settled in the water. For at least an hour they came
in this way.
“By Jimminy, George, I believe already there is so many in there as we
could with us home take! Let us see how many we could rake down for the
first shots,” said Norling. The moon was up now and cast a dark shadow
from one side to the other of the draw. Taking a piece of white chalk
from my pocket I drew a heavy white line between the barrels of my gun
from sight to sight.
“What is that for?” asked Norling.
“Well, you see, if you are aiming too high you see a long white mark,
if too low you cannot see it at all, and when just right you only see
a small white spot, and when shooting by moonlight this enables you to
shoot with a good deal of accuracy,” I replied.
“Come on, now, and be careful. A step in this dry grass would make noise
enough to send every duck out of that pond. Follow this cow path and keep
down low so they won’t see your head over the dump. The pond is nearly
full of water.”
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