Well, boys, I upped gun
and tuck sight stret away, but just as I was drawin', I kind o' thought
I'd got two little charges of number eight, and that to shoot at ducks
at fifteen rod wasn't nauthen. Well, then, I fell a thinkin', and then I
sairched my pockets, and arter a piece found two green cartridges of
number three, as Archer gave me in the Spring, so I drawed out the small
shot, and inned with these, and put fresh caps on to be sarten. But jest
when I'd got ready, the ducks had floated down with the stream, and
dropped behind the pint--so I downed on my knees, and crawled, and Dash
along side on me, for all the world as if the darned dog knowed; well, I
crawled quite a piece, till I'd got under a bit of alder bush, and then
I seen them--all in a lump like, except two--six ducks and a big drake--
feedin', and stickin' down their heads into the weeds, and flutterin' up
their hinder eends, and chatterin' and jokin'--I could have covered them
all with a handkercher, exceptin' two, as I said afore, one duck and the
little drake, and they was off a rod or better from the rest, at the two
different sides of the stream--the big bunch warn't over ten rods off
me, nor so far; so I tuck sight right at the big drake's neck.
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