not hit again. The rowboat was hastily turned in the direction and
Snap and Whopper leaped ashore. Then the duck tried to fly but a
shot from Whopper's firearm laid it low. Soon the boys had both
ducks on board and were examining the game.

"They are pretty plump," was Snap's comment, and he uttered the
words with satisfaction.

"Not so bad for the first day's record," said Giant. "Fish and
ducks."

"Now if we could only get some squirrels, a few rabbits, a deer,
and three or four bears---" began Whopper.

"Do you want to bring down everything within ten miles the first day?"
demanded the doctor's son.

"I believe if Whopper was hunting lions he'd want to bring down a
dozen the first clip," was Snap's comment. "Let me tell you there
will be many days when we won't bring down a thing."

"Oh, I know that," answered Whopper. "I was only fooling. Say, it
will be fine to have roast duck for dinner to-morrow, eh?" And he
smacked his lips.

"Duck, stuffed with sage and onions!" murmured Giant, patting himself
in the region of the stomach.

"No stuffings in this," cried the doctor's son. "I just want pure
duck---a nice brown leg,---yum."