266 DUCK-SHOOTING. 
the other natives, he preferred the double paddle to 
the oars. While using it he could make an accu- 
rate course—an important consideration in the 
intricate channels; could watch for a chance shot 
ahead of him, or chase a wounded duck advanta- 
geously ; at a moderate speed, could travel a long 
journey ; and, for a spurt, could surpass the same 
boat propelled by oars; and was not annoyed by 
catching the blades in the innumerable weeds. So 
great was the respect that I acquired for the double 
paddle, from his manner of wielding it, that I there- 
upon resolved to have one and learn to use it, even 
if I did suffer somewhat in the attempt. : 
We proceeded in unbroken silence, and, reaching 
the point, located ourselves well upon it, not far 
apart, and awaited the ducks. Henry was an ex- 
cellent shot, and set me an example that I did my 
best to follow; but as the birds did not fly well, we 
left at the expiration of a couple of hours, and 
crossed Mud Creek into the main swamp, cailed 
Lattimer Marsh. On the way, happening to pass 
an old muskrat house, my curiosity was excited, 
and I inquired : 
*¢ Are there any animals in that house now ?” 
**] don’t know whether there are any animals, 
sir; there might be some sort of animals, but there 
are not any rats.” 
“Where are the rats, then?” 
“They all disappear in summer; they leave their 
houses, and in the fall build new ones. I can’t tell 
what becomes of them; but they have queer ways. 
