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was with some trepidation in our hearts that we 

 received him ; for owners of fields do not always 

 welcome shooters, and sometimes have a way of 

 visiting you just after you have set up and tell- 

 ing you that you are wanted urgently out on 

 the road allowance. We usually ask permission, 

 but in the present case the field was so far from 

 any buildings that we had not done so. How- 

 ever, the clinking of sheet-iron decoys soon 

 reached us and revealed his mission long before 

 he arrived. 



"Hello! Geese feed here?" 



We weren't sure, but we thought they fed 

 somewhere on the section. He looked down at 

 the oat-stubble and his eyes narrowed know- 

 ingly. 



" Well, I think I'll go up on the knoll and set 

 up. I thought they lit up there a little farther. 

 Good decoys you've got." 



"You think we are green. But wait, you 

 primitive, and we will show you, if your cast- 

 iron junk doesn't scare all the geese off this sec- 

 tion!" 



Such was Andy's comment after our caller 

 had pulled off a little distance. It was a case of 

 the little knowledge being dangerous. He of 



