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about 25 yards high. There were more than a hundred 

 of them, the flock being spread out probably 30 yards 

 in crescent shape, and flying slow they came within about 

 200 yards, when they discovered the decoys. Then they 

 began to spread, bear off to the south, circling all the 

 time, passing us by over 100 yards too far for a good 

 shot. Around they came again, but were suspicious of 

 those birds on their feeding grounds. Once more they 

 came around again a little closer, when Vic said, "This 

 is their last round; give it to them!" We fired into 

 them, killing only two. We Avere disappointed to think 

 they would not come any closer. 



''Let's go home. We won't get any more shots to- 

 day," said Vic. 



"I don't believe these geese have been using this 

 place," I said. "They were far too suspicious. They 

 were travelers coming from the North. I believe we 

 had better stay awhile and see." 



We waited a while longer, guying each other because 

 we didn 't get more geese, when we were startled by that 

 thrilling trumpet-like call of the war-worn Wawa, the 

 wizard of the wastes of sand and yellow water, "A- 

 honk! a-honk! honk!" 



"Look! Vio! Here comes the geese from the south- 

 west. Here is where we kill some. ' ' 



They came out over the bar in a straight line, not 



