112 THE BIRDS OF BRECONSHIRE. 
shooting, we started down towards the 
old river which consists of stagnant pools 
covered with rushes, about two miles 
from this place. Unfortunately we took 
no man with us, but only an old re- 
triever. On reaching the first pool, about 
14 wild duck got up just out of shot and 
pitched in the very middle of a large 
field that had the reputation of being a 
favourite field for geese in by-gone years. 
Whilst watching the duck, we were sur- 
prised to see seven Bean Geese, headed 
by a fine old Gander, flying slowly after 
them and pitch in the same field. Whilst 
their numbers were further increased by 
a flock of Peewits who shortly afterwards 
joined them. There they were quite safe 
in the middle of the big field, so near 
and yet so far, with no possible means of 
approach, so we agreed to walk up to 
them, some distance apart, in the hope, a 
false one, that one or the other might 
get a shot at the Geese. On our way, 
however, we flushed a nice little lot of 
Teal which settled again close by, out of 
which we got three, afterwards killing 
three Wild Duck, three Snipe, and a 
rabbit, when the light failed. To our 
great surprise, however, the Geese seemed 
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