You Cant Beat Fun 
MY GOOD NEIGHBOR 
The neighborhood borrower approached 
his sportsman neighbor one Friday evening 
this past duck season and inquired: 
“Say Smith, are you using your lawn 
rake tomorrow morning ?’’ 
“Yes, I am,”’ Smith replied warily. 
“Fine, then you won’t be using your new 
Marlin 90 Over-and-Under—I’ll just borrow 
it, I want to shoot a couple wild ducks for 
Sunday dinner.’’ 
* * * * * * 
Telephone Operator: “It costs 90 cents to 
talk to Bloomfield.’’ 
Duck Hunting Patron: ‘‘Can’t you make a 
special rate for just listening? I have to 
call my wife, can’t make it home till late’. 
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Exasperated Wife: ‘‘The night before last you came home 
yesterday, and last night you came home today. If you come 
home this evening tomorrow, I’ll go straight home to Mother!”’ 
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DUCK BLIND CONVERSATION 
Hunting Guide: “Don’t you and your wife ever have a differ- 
ence of opinion ?”’ 
Duck Hunter: ‘Sure, but I don’t tell her.” 
A few minutes later: “Bos’n—which would you rather give 
up, wine or women ?’’ 
A pause and reply: “Depends on the vintage.”’ 
A GOOD CROP OF 
WILD DUCKS FOR 
THE FALL OF 1952 
Last Fall was the largest flight 
of wild ducks that we have had in 
years. More wild ducks are re- 
turning to their Northern breed- 
ing grounds. We are at the top of 
a wet cycle which insures plenty 
of water. In consideration of the 
doing and has done, I predict a 
good flight of wild ducks for 1952 
season. 
WM. O. COON, Naturalist 
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good work that Ducks Unlimited is , 
Even a day-old duck knows when he is hungry. | 
They fly many thousands of miles in search of food | 
as the fall and winter months approach. Planting of 
natural food is an act of conservation, aside from 
improving your own sport. 
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