Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 17, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 January 1911 — NEW HUNTING TRICK [ARTICLE]

NEW HUNTING TRICK

“Greenhorn” Shows Maine Trapper New Way to Coax Geese. Young Man from “Bosting” Springs Surprise When He Makes Record of Goose Honk en Machine and Reproduces It. Moluncr.s, Me. —“Taik about your city folks bein' green in the woods! I want to tell ye that it don’t alius do for us folks to be too sure we know it all.” said Ace Goodhill when he came in this week from Moluncus iake tc get a new pair of moccasins. • Last time Ace was down-from the lake he told of the greenest kind of who had joined his party of campers, and the yarns he spun gave the villagers many laughs. "It was this way," he explained. “That y.ouug feller Burt from Bosting who thought a doe was a she moose when he came into the woods sot his mind on sbootln’ some geese, and you couldn’t get him shet of the idee, ‘l've •at 'em to home,' says he. 'an' they're mighty tasty. I would ruther have ’em than anything 1 knows on.' says he. So there was no other way but to go shoot some. ' “But I never seen geese so tarnation wild. Why. after the sports had bargwhanged around the lake for deer since the openin' of the season you couldn’t get nigh a goose, and, though v.e tried it three days, we didn't get a feather. 1 tried all tbe tricks I knowed. and finally on the fourth day I did manafce to wing one and fetch hiai to the canoe honkin' and squawkin’ nt a great rate. “I was Jus’ goln' to put the critter dfat of mis ry with the paddle when young Burt spoke up ami. says he: “ ‘Don’t kill him till 1 can get a r*c-

ord o’ his voice with the phonygraph,’ says he. ‘With what 1 ?’ says I. ‘The phonygraph,’ says he. and begun, to paddle to camp like all possessed, whilst I hung to the goose. “I didn’t know what in tarnation he was up to, but he was boss, so I kep' holt o’ the goose, and it wa’n’t long before we got to camp and set the phenygraph to goln’ while I prodded the goose to make him honk. Then we finished him for the pot. Wall, I never heard the likes on’t. When we set the machine to goin’ it let out the gddsrndest honks ye ever heard, and a 3 natural as anythin’, and all over the lake the geese begun to get up off the water and fly round to see what had happened to one o’ their brethren. “ ’That ’era'll fetch ’m,’ says young Burt, and loadin’ the machine Into the canoe, we sot out for the lower end of the lake, where we had a blind amongst the eel grass. We loaded the guns, aot the phonygraph to goln’ and laid low. It wa’n’t long before all the geese on the lake begun to git up ond fly around, answerin' the machine and gettln’ nearer and nearer till they come within range. This waa our nigral for lettla’ flicker, and the way they fell was a caution.”