Arizona republican., 1904-10-19
HOW TO HUNT DUCKS
Directions for Shooting Them Will Be
 Given Some Other Time.


 Mackenzie Gordon. erstwhile fore man of GibsOn's New River cattle ranch; James Layson, who learned to shoot while hunting buffalo Nn Phila- delphia, and MT Lenane, an old pio- neer, who has spent at least one winter in Arizona and is now comfortably sit uated on the Maxwell ranch. formed a party that engaged in a very exciting wild west hunt all Tuesday afternoon and most of the following night. When they returned their game. bag was filled with single quail, a jack rabbit and road runner. Though they were not wonderfully successful in the way of game, their shooting achievements formed only small part of the ad- ventures of the day.
 Messrs. Gordon and Layson outftted 'n town with a good team. a brace of sixshoOters each, bowie knives and a cargo of shells. They also had a mum ber of shotguns. but had no use for them At the Maxwell ranch they picked up Mir. Lenane and journeyed into the wilderness. They must have gone as much as three miles out into the death-inviting desert. They saw millions of ducks. but the ducks saw them first and flew high The hunters are certain that had they been on the moon they could have killed many of them. They also saw large number of ravens, but the open season for crow does not come until November S. and these men are law-abiding citi- zens. None of them ever liked the flavor of the turkey buzzard. so there was little left to hunt for but quail.
 At last they found a covey of quail in field couple Of hundred yards from the road. and Gorden left the rig to make a pOt-shOt with his six-shoot- CT. He fired into the covey. and Of course they all flew away. That is. all but one of them. All he could do was to run, for Gordon had accidentally broken his wing by the rebOunding os the bullet. Gordon got a big cotton wood stick and beat his head off before
 the quail could bite him.
 But in the meantime the noise of the six-shooter had frightened the team and it started down the road. regard less. About the first jump the horses shied into the weeds at one side Of the | road and, taking a crouching jackrab- bit by surprise. the wheels ran over | him and broke his back A little fur l ther on a road runner was scared 1 into view, and, following his natura 1 instinct, ran ahead of the horses til; l he ripped on a twig and broke his leg. | About that time the men in the wagon | got the team stopped and one of them | caught the road runner and held him l while the other shot him dead. MT l Gordon came up about that time and
 took the lines. driving the outfit back | to the Maxwell ranch.
 Gordon turned the horses into the fence with their heads away from l town, and supposed, of course. they l would stand. It never occurred to him 1 that well-broken team needed hitch ing when it was headed into a fence ! He knew the horses could not gC ahead, and he did not suppose they had l a back-action gearing After the mer 1 went into the house the team came | leisurely into Phoenix. The shades ot 1 night were falling fast while through
 this Alpine village passed. that same
 old team It got as far as Sixth street l when it met Charlie Johnstone in the
 road. He tried tG turn out. but tn,
 horses wouldn't let him pass, so he got