MY FIRST BOAT RIDE 

 is [ifleen he will be the champion shot on the 

 Kankakee." On my last hunting trip on the 

 Kankakee, Father was with me, as mention has 

 been made, and was running the boat, when I 

 made two of the most remarkable wing shots 

 ever made in all my hunting experience. We 

 were going through the mouth of old Sandy 

 Hook when a pair oi blue v/ing teels came fly- 

 ing past about tv/o feet above the water. As all 

 old-time duck hunters know, a teel is the hard- 

 est bird to hit of the duck family on account of 

 darting and zlgzaging in their flight. I pulled 

 down on them with the right barrel of the gun 

 as they were a long way off and to my surprise 

 they both fell dead. The same morning over 

 in Cornell's Bayou I made another wonderful 

 double shot. We v/ere coasting down the bayou 

 and Father v/as manipulating the paddle and I 

 the hardware when a pair of mallards rose up 

 out of the timber to my right. The brush was 

 so thick that I could not get sight of either of 

 them until they flew out into the opening. By 



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