Big Game Shooting 



However, we were not to rest long, as shortly 

 our boss remarked that we ought to be "up 

 and doing " ; as the sight of the duck getting up 

 at the far end and coming over us betokened that 

 our savages had started in on their drive. 



Quietly we took up our positions, wading slowly 

 out to the farthest, most of us more than knee- 

 deep in water, carefully selecting a thickish clump 

 of reeds to hide behind. Bang ! Down tumbled 

 a duck, "pulled out of the skies," as the phrase has 

 it. Soon the sport became fast and furious, quite 

 a large number of duck, getting up behind us on 

 account of the noise of the fusillade, coming 

 over and making us keep our eyes open all 

 round. 



At last all was over and we trudged home, 

 three sportsmen walking up the snipe ground 

 and on the way back adding some five couple to 

 the bag. 



The day following was voted an off day, as 

 work had to be attended to, and the duck allowed 

 a rest to settle down again and regain their com- 

 posure of mind after the slating they had received ; 

 but we visitors, who were in luck, were allowed 

 to go out in boats and try our luck on the islands 

 towards the western end of the lake and the 

 reeds round the edge there, far away. 



On a sunny morning, as before, we embarked 

 with two trusty savages, who said they knew all 

 about it ; and away my friend and I went. We 



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