IN UNITED STATES
Alabama.— Henry Grayson, Ararat. Edward J. Bangle, Mobile. J. N. Winn, Florence. Dr. S. C. Frederic, Mobile. Hennan Schnur, Decatur. Herman Putman, Point Rock. Mose Harris, Madison. Ottis Denson, Cullman. J. H. Clerkler, Clanton. Arkansas.— W. O. Sims, Manila. Robert White, Holly Grove. J. C. Cox, McGehee. T. G. Trice, Holly Grove. Florida.— Walter Huff. Georgia.— T. H. Clark, Milledgeville. Miles A. Dolphus, Oconee. Illinois.— E. G. Baxton, Pleasant, Pike Co. R. R. Banta, Oquawka. Jerry M. Lashbrook, Beardstown. Edward Sholm, Peru. Rev. Chas. Vandettum, Bushell. James Walls, Elizabethtown. Catharine Hobbs, Golconda. Richard Hess, Elizabethtown. Indiana.— Dr. J. L. Axby, Lawrenceburg. Clarence Carter, Memphis. Percy R. Gordon, Shelbyville. Mrs. Andrew Brauman, Leconia. Roy Wellman, Michigan City. E. R. Kemp, Evansville. James Trautween, Evansville. Charlie Frederick, Jeffersonville. Iowa.— James Jarvis, Redding. Louisiana.— R. C. Boisseau, Shreveport. D. P. Hysnel, New Orleans. Eli Guidry, Gueydan. R. J. Leblans, Baton Rouge. Fred Frontenot, Washington. Mrs. L. DeJean, Opelousas. Herman Hall, New Orleans. H. W. Kofman, New Orleans. Jack Sims, New Orleans. Abras Sonnier, Holmwood. Jos. Zaunbrecher, Branch. Kentucky.— Mary Smoot, Owentown. Edward J. Volz, Louisville. Clyde Spencer, Frankfort. Noah Smith, Paris. Leonard Carson, Lebanon. Neal T. Brisin, Westport. H. B. Ogden, Sanders. Miss Ohal M. Jennings, Louisville. J. J. Oerther, Frankfort. Floyd Standfield, Cowan. Harry Porter Hightown, Beneco. Floid Standfield, Paris. J. M. Grubbs, Danville. Hollie Peavler, Harrodsburg. Maryland.— John L. Bradshaw, Tylerton. George B. Fowler, Lower Martboro. Henry B. Price, Betterton.
The foregoing names are written as correctly as I can give them, as some of the signatures were quite a puzzle. However, the map will explain to you the migration of these ducks, as the round dots on the map, indicating where each duck was killed, will help you out.
The straight line leading from Kingsville to each of these dots does not prove that the duck followed that course. For illustration, the two ducks that were killed in Alberta and Saskatchewan in the fall of 1917 left here with a flock of other ducks in the fall of 1916, and some of the bunch were killed in Georgia, Alabama and Louisiana. The lines are drawn simply to help you out; also to prove to your entire satisfaction that Kingsville, Ontario, is the hub of America.
MAP SHOWING THE MIGRATION OF THE DUCKS
I have only one request to make of the reader. That is: In case you call one of these men up, or write him, and get no reply, do not give up, but get after the other fellow, until you find out for yourself that the above are all facts.
CHAPTER XXII.
Can Birds Smell?
This is a thought that all bird lovers will come face to face with, sooner or later, and though we may not be able to steal bases like Ty Cobb, yet if we study the game and watch the fowls, balls of interest are sure to fly our way. There are very few people living in the country that haven’t seen crows make some queer manœuvres when they are hunting food.
One hot July day, many years ago, as brother and I were nearing the house for dinner, one of these old black murderers went quietly flying across the road about two hundred feet east of my house. When about three rods in the field he gave a very sudden right-about-face curve, and hovered for about a second, then started stroking the air back to the fence. Dropping on the top rail he did not even take time to look around, but instantly jumped down among the thick growth of goldenrod, which was nearly as high as the fence. That instant my bare feet started throwing dust, and in less time than it is taking me to write it I had the gun and was pushing two loads of number six in the barrels as I ran to meet him. I got there just in time to draw one long breath, and as he came flapping up out of the weeds he uttered a gurgling “Caw!” at my red face which was smiling all along the gun barrels, and his body dropped beside the road, but a great portion of his feathers floated away on the air. As we picked him up, four unhatched song sparrows spued out of his mouth.