Sporting Notes in the Far East. 109 



have twisted that grinning, miserable deceiver's head, off his stuggy 

 little shoulders. Strong sentiments perhaps, but surely under the 

 circumstances, quite justifiable. 



Of course after such a bad beginning, my day's shooting as well 

 as my temper, were completely disturbed. 



Many duck, and a few geese, frequent the gulf of Yedo during 

 the winter months, especially when it is cold, and blowing from the 

 S.W. ; and I should think that high up the gulf, on the mud flats 

 above Tokio, a punt would "come in" very serviceable, although I 

 have never heard of their being used by Europeans in these waters, 

 but I was told of an individual, who did considerable execution, 

 out of a noiseless steaming launch. 



She was painted neutral tint, with a big swivel gun mounted in 

 the bow. When away, the owner used to read novels in the cabin, 

 while the launch steamed about in quest of duck ; and as soon as 

 some were sighted, he was casually informed ; then as the boat neared 

 them, he would appear on deck just in time to lay his gun and pull 

 the trigger. I believe occasionally he did kill a duck. 

 KADA BAY. 



On Monday, October 3rd, '87, my little ship (H.M.S. " Linnet,") 

 took refuge in this bay, seeking for shelter from an immense sea, 

 occasioned (as we rightly surmised) by the rapid approach of one 

 of those much dreaded and merciless hurricanes, known through- 

 out eastern waters as typhoons. 



