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Title: Feathered game of the Northeast
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Rich, Walter Herbert, 1866-
Subjects: Game and game-birds
Publisher: New York : T.Y. Crowell
Contributing Library: Gerstein - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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rns at the end of his breath he will see anice bunch of Whistlers just leaving his decoys.This rule is invariable. Moral: Dont do it.You may freeze to death, but stick by the blind.I think that, given a good flock of decoys and agood position, the rest lies more in the ability ofthe sportsman to keep quiet and hidden than inany unwillingness of the birds to decoy. TheWhistler is very quick to see a movement orperceive any little matter out of the common.When he does not like the appearance of thingshe can not be induced to come anywhere near.The gunner, too, must pay the strictest atten-tion and shoot the instant his game is in theright place, for once he is seen or treacherysuspected they go climbing into the sky likerockets. A fair amount of sport may be had in thisway if the gunner can endure the cold, for it isa pretty rugged kind of amusement. To getsome shooting on a winters morning it is onlynecessary to set a string of decoys off someledge of rocks where an open space of water
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THE WHISTLER 347 gives a chance for a duck to get his breakfast.Be sure you are completely bidden and keepquiet,—the golden rule of all duck shooting. Just before sun-up the first of oceans toilersbegin to appear,—the gulls going lazily acrossthe water to some inshore feeding ground fortheir morning meal. Seaward the sombrecloudbank reddens with the coming light and theislands become more than the shadowy masseswhich they have been ever since our arrival. Afaint noise like a high-pitched whistle soundedrapidly and continuously, calls your attentionskyward where a single duck is speeding hisway past, bound up the bay. Suddenly hesights the decojs, black specks upon a mirror ofpolished steel, swings in a wide circle to lee-ward and with set wings drops out of the airwith swift, slanting flight. Right in among thetolers he comes with a splash, then, discov-ering the cheat leaps into the air to escape.Even as he spreads his wings a gun roars forthits summons to surrender, and in the o

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