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shore of the lake as they prepared to land on Saturday 

 to get in a little evening moose calling ! One might call 

 this rank luck on John's part, but as he was " in " on 

 the killing of four moose last fall, his experience and 

 good hunting qualities are perhaps responsible for his luck. 



CHAPTER 5. ORNITHOLATION. 



On the following day, the weather not being right 

 for calling and looking much like rain, I spent four hours 

 along the edge of the lake shooting yellowlegs and plover, 

 of which there were thousands. As the dam at the 

 foot of Lake Rossignol was being rebuilt, the water was 

 drawn down to such an extent that it left the meadow 

 and bog bare. The sun had baked the surface hard, so 

 one could walk upon it. I stalked up to within easy 

 range of the birds feeding on the edge of the water. 

 Numerous flocks were continually flying over. 



I shot a couple of black ducks from the canoe, in the 

 afternoon, about a quarter of a mile from camp in the 

 edge of the long grass. I got my canoe to windward of 

 them, lay down on the bottom, and let the wind drift 

 me right among the birds. Although black ducks and teal 

 are plentiful, with an occasional mallard, in this district 

 duck-hunting has not been developed as a sport by anyone. 



A few years ago I bought a string of decoys and built 

 a blind on the edge of a bog about a third of a mile from 

 camp, and had splendid shooting. In fact, we got sick 

 of eating ducks. The following spring someone borrowed 

 the decoys, and I have not seen them since. 



CHAPTER 6. INSINUATION. 



Ordinarily, during the moose season, I do not like to 

 use a shotgun, on account of alarming bigger game. 

 On many occasions we have seen moose come out within 



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