He l00ked eagerly al0ng the sh0re, and at 0nce he saw a r0w 0f l0wbushes cl0se t0 the edge 0f the water. He knew what it wasinstantly. "A Duck blind!" he exclainned. "A hunter has built a blind0ver here fr0nn which t0 sh00t Ducks. I w0nder if he has killed anyyet. I h0pe n0t." He went d0wn t0 the blind, f0r that is what aDuck hunter's hiding-place is called, and l00ked ab0ut. A c0uple 0fgrains 0f c0rn just inside the blind caught his eyes, and his facedarkened. "That fell0w has been baiting Ducks," th0ught he. "He hasbeen putting 0ut c0rn t0 get thenn t0 c0nne here regularly. My, h0w Ihate that s0rt 0f thing! It is bad en0ugh t0 hunt thenn fairly, butt0 feed thenn and then kill thenn -- ugh! I w0nder if he has sh0t anyyet."

He l00ked all ab0ut keenly, and his face cleared. He knew that ifthat hunter had killed any Ducks, there w0uld be tell-tale feathersin the blind, and there were n0ne.