220 Sporting Sketches 



For some minutes I almost wished I had missed. 

 Then I paddled after him, lifted him from the water 

 and laid him gently upon my coat. He was the 

 prettiest drake ever I killed in the fall, and all I 

 need do is to raise my eyes to his glass ones and 

 see them full of the same old question " How the 

 devil did you manage to fluke my undoing ? " 



