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made good use of their time while the light lasted. 
The first to arrive at the club was met by a civil 
person who helped him with his boat and remarked 
that there had not been much shooting. No. 1 said 
that until the sun went down there had not been a 
duck, and as No. 2 was now coming, the civil one 
said, ‘You are under arrest for shooting after sun- 
down,’’ and he went off to assist No. 2, remarking 
that he appeared to have done rather well. No. 
2 stated that, considering how feeble the light had 
been he certainly had shot remarkably well, and as 
No. 3 was now close at hand, No. 2 was also put 
under arrest. The third man, who had very few 
ducks, said that he had killed a big bag but that 
owing to the darkness, he could not pick them up, 
so he also was swept in, and all three members of 
the Doe family had to ‘‘put up’’ for their appear- 
ance in court next day. I am glad to be able to 
record this enforcement of the law, as some people 
think that just because men are frequently mur- 
dered or held up after sundown in parts of the 
West, it is equally unsafe for ducks. 
Breakfast was served before sunrise and sombre 
clad duck hunters were bustling about with buckets 
of ammunition and bottles of white rock in antici- 
pation of a busy and thirsty day. Our guide was 
soon under way, and we made good progress until 
the overflow was reached, when we all had to get 
out and help. Our destination, which bore the 
cheerful and suggestive name of Slaughter Point, 
was five or six miles to the west and near the lake. 
I had never before been so close to the main body 
