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good for certain types of bugs, includ- 
ing the yellow kinds that may be mis- 
taken for frogs, or the mouse and 
minnow varieties of fly rod lures. 
The cast is made with a shortened 
line. The fly is lifted from the water 
with the palm of the hand up, and is 
returned to the water with the back 
of the hand up, the fly being low on 
the retrieve and high on the return, 
and the rod tip describing a circle in 
the air. 
Shooting Ducks With a 
Movie Camera 
(Continued from page 712) 
for the camera in the reeds, but, while 
Morris, Tash and I were away gather- 
ing the quill grass, the tripod was 
steadily sinking in the oozy mud, and 
when we returned it was down to the 
aluminum head. A few minutes more 
and our precious instrument would 
have been swallowed up altogether. 
That was enough of that sort of thing. 
We tugged the punt into position and 
set up the camera in the bottom. 
This arrangement put us up rather 
high, for Tash had to stand up to turn 
the crank, but by exercising no in- 
considerable ingenuity Morris managed 
to make a satisfactory blind out of the 
longest grass he could gather. At the 
same time he was able to insure Tash a 
good field of view. 
When we got properly set up at last 
we breathed a sigh of relief and pre- 
pared for action. 
Nothing but marsh and sky. Sud- 
denly, as if blown up from nowhere, 
a score of black dots appeared on our 
right. The flock bent in toward us, 
then veered away again. But four 
changed their minds, and curving into 
the wind came slanting down on the 
decoys. 
S they settled, Jackson rose, and 
they were up again in a moment. 
Bang, bang went the guns and two 
birds came hurtling down. 
“Closed up just like a book,” as our 
guide oppositely remarked. 
There were two or three perform- 
ances of a similar nature, and from 
these we endeavored to work out our 
approximate field for “shooting” — 
most difficult task—as anyone who has 
tried to photograph a small object sail- 
ing in toward his camera on any old 
angle at forty or fifty miles an hour 
will be forced to admit. We took about 
a dozen shots to make sure of getting 
just what we wanted, using our four 
and six-inch lenses to get a close-up 
effect. Development of the negative 
later on showed that we had been fully 
successful in only two instances. One 
of the finest shots of all is a flock of 
canvas-backs coming into the decoys. 
When the sun is hitting them right, 
there is a sheen from their bodies like 
burnished silver. We were fated not 
to get this picture on the marshes, but 
outside on the bay later on we were 
able to get some very good shots of 
them. 
N interesting picture was obtained 
as a consequence of some futile 
efforts we made to get slow-motion ef- 
fects of the shooting. 
Every time that Tash tried to get up 
speed for the ‘“slow-motion” the noise 
of the cranking frightened away the 
birds. 
The first few attempts were made 
with teal flying in. Just as we were 
about to give it up as hopeless three 
red-legged black ducks arrived on the 
scene. They were just coming down 
nicely with wings set when the intol- 
erable noise of the cranking began. 
Immediately they threw themselves 
back much in the manner of a swim- 
mer who reverts to “treading” water 
from the breast stroke, tumbled over, 
and made off with the speed of arrows 
down wind. 
“They’re flaring,’ pronounced Mor- 
ris. “It’s only them black ducks that 
act like that.” 
With a little patience we were able 
to get several shots of this phenomenon. 
At four-thirty Jackson took in his 
decoys and gathered up his “shoot.” It 
was a long way back to the cottages, 
and it is not good business to be caught 
out on the marsh after dark. 
Evenings on the marshes are almost 
inconceivably magnificent. There is a 
desolate grandeur about a great stretch 
of fenland that only the desert can 
match. There, however, darkness 
rushes swiftly in, while, in our north- 
ern latitudes, the twilight endures long 
enough for every subtle change in form 
and color to manifest itself. 
S we were poled steadily homeward 
one of the eagles we had seen in 
the morning passed us quite close, fly- 
ing westward. 
What a closing scene, for our picture! 
If only we could get him silhouetted 
against the sinking sun! But our 
friend failed to “rise” to the occasion. 
Perhaps, just to show us that he was 
a free-lance upon whom we had no 
managerial strings he changed his 
course aS we were getting the camera 
ready, and flew off to the northward 
in the direction of the mainland shore. 
Long strings of canvas-backs were 
now coming in from the lake where, 
much to the ire of Jackson and possi- 
bly other shooters, they had been dis- 
porting themselves all day. We fo- 
cussed the camera upon them and got 
a substitute for our eagle, consoling 
ourselves with the thought that, per- 
haps, after all, it made a more suit- 
able conclusion to a duck picture. 
It will identify you. 
