THE DUCK ISLAND CLUB 43 



We pushed out from the shore in a twelve-foot punt 

 o b^at, headed down the big lake to the cutoff at the head 

 6f Mink Island, then across to Willow flat, where our 

 decoys were set in a small opening in the buck brush. 

 With our block decoys we had a couple of live ducks 

 which we anchored just outside of sight of each other. 

 Thisi induced an incessant calling of a most seductive 

 character for passing ducks. Mallards conmienced cir- 

 cling about our decoys, reluctant to alight until suffi- 

 ciently urged by our tame ducks, which seemed to take 

 delight in inveigling their distant kin folk into the 

 danger zone. Ducks did not seem to come very rapidly, 

 but I was working on every opportunity most indus- 

 triously. 



' ' Three more and you will have your limit, ' ' said the 

 pusher, at the same time giving a few purrs on the call, 

 which brought an old greenhead in over the decoys. 

 Two more were then needed to complete the day. A 

 pair came dashing in and we had our allotted number. 



Uncle Dan arrived while we were picking up. "Got 

 my limit," was his answer to my inquiry about his suc- 

 cess. We returned to the clubhouse, arriving before 4 

 p. M. The Lewis brothers, who had been shooting to- 

 gether, had also arrived with their limit of birds. 



