GOOSE SHOOTING. 2/1 



Gunner's Point let theirs go; and when George and 

 Herb pulled on them, the way those goslings went from 

 the hill was a caution. The wild ones see the flyers 

 and hang, then crook, and then scale toward the water. 

 They head into the wind, then wheel and come in the 

 wind, then settle in the lake, and there they are. "Four 

 acres of them," says George. I shall never forget how 

 those geese looked coming in. Talk about pictures, it 

 was the prettiest one I ever saw. Such a large flock of 

 wild ones, with about 300 decoys flying around the 

 three stands, was enough to open any sportsman's eyes. 

 The gunners at Gunner's Point break about a dozen 

 from the bunch, but do not shoot at them ; the rest come 

 toward us. George says : "They can't help it." We get 

 fift}^ near enough to shoot; then another flock of twenty 

 came, and eight lit with our decoys. Charles and I were 

 going to attend to these, but they swam away before 

 George could get the rest as he wanted them. We 

 rushed up beside Add and George, and as George said, 

 "Get on to them," we rose up over the stand. 



Geese everywhere; where shall I shoot? I see four 

 together, with some more in range. I hold on the four. 

 "Are you ready ? Fire !" What a roar from the guns, 

 and also from the wild geese and decoys. Twenty- 

 seven dead and wounded geese. We are not to shoot 

 flying; but William, from force of habit, shoots, and 

 says he knocked his goose. Well, the world was full of 

 them, and some must have flown into it. They circle 

 around the lake and alight everywhere. Ten come with 

 our decoys. We "get on to them," and kill nine. In a 



