. . Qetober 9, 1958 could be relied on. 4 neck According to a complete c taken by biologists and game wardens of the Dept. of Lands and Forests, there were 1,500 ducks taken out of the marsh by hunters in that one day. ._Now before you get your shirt in a knot and start screaming Oct. 30 a‘lnd' 31 Kitchener Memorial Auditorium SPORTING, FISH & GAME NEWS CARNIVAL C o‘ *J M @ _ J! ‘.:.0. O“h ® & e TLE 3‘ O( ‘o t Br m.Ork x C ) OO P1 -\.?%; sRoglF)| Kâ€" W ROTARY CRIPPLED CHILDREN BUY TICKETS NOW "THEY NEED YOUR HELP" FRIDAY and SATURDAY 30th Annual CARLINCGE‘S Since each hair has many air cells, these tiny buoys enable the animal to swim swiftty and easity, TO HELP Dt 5o2 THE CARLING RREWERIES LUATED WATERLOO â€"MONTREALâ€"TORONTOâ€" TECUMSEH The caribou‘s hair is his builtâ€"in life preserver. about the siaughter of ail those innocent ducks, take into consideration that there was an even 1,000 hunters in that one stretch of marsh. A iot of hunters you say, and you would be right. It is a lot of hunters, but there would have beenl)‘:numnyhuntenoutl! the ther marsh hadn‘t been We‘ll lay a little bet there would have been more ducks killed if these same 1,000 hunters had been scattered across the country in the various localities Â¥eh! you say, but there wouldn‘t have been 1,500 ducks killed by them. _ _ __ where ducks hu;’ out. Have you figured it out. If there were 1, 500 ducks killed by 1,000 hunters, then they on the average manâ€" aged to get 1}% ducks each. Not a very impressive showing. If Jlue same hunters had been scattered across the country, the probabilitées are they would have done considerably better. The reason" There Wouldn‘t have been so many hunters concentratâ€" ed in a small area and more ducks would haveâ€"been allowed to get | > e with a shotgun, esns out of range for average shooâ€" -uu---c:a As things ntmns who hink insy tnn tih a duck at a mile with a shotgun, There is no place here for maudlin sentiment. For those who cry out against killing the poor little ducks, let us point out that few if any wild animal or bird dies a nice comfortable naâ€" tural death. If man does not harâ€" vest them humanely with a fireâ€" arm, then they are usually eaten alive by vermin of one type or another. Something should be done about the number of wounded pirds. Most of these are the diâ€" rect result of greenhorn shooters who do so little hunting they are incapable of correctly estimating range, or by game hogs who fire at anything rather than let the next hunter have a chance. In the U.S., the government has now set aside certain areas where ducks and geese may be shot by a limited number of hubters durâ€" ing the open season. A special permit is required to hunt in these areas and fees for the perâ€" mits are used to protect and proâ€" duce more ducks. So that no one or two men may get more than their share of this hunting, a reâ€" gistry book is kept at the point of entry and every hunter must sign before he is given a permit hunt. It sounds like a fair amount of trouble and expense to go to over a few ducks, but probably if the value of these ducks were estimâ€" ated, they would cost the average hunter about five dollars per pound. This money is now divertâ€" ed into a number of hands but little or none of it finds its way back to the job of obtaining more ducks. The Luther Marsh is :)om. to ?Ae a probiem in time come. he heavy concentration of miâ€" ï¬nl.nry birds is bound to attract unters from all over. Eventually ermmeg berregs ans thare wih e w be petitions to make the marsh a game reserve. Nothing would be more foolish. If the marsh were to be made into a game reserve, it would be a full time job for at least one warden to patrol and keep out the poschers. Also, there is no reason why Canadian hunters should be forced to do without sho:w just so the birds which are rai here in this country can be protected here, only to be taken bti Ameriâ€" can hunters the minute they cross into the United States. The Luther Marsh is a mighty attraction not only to ducks but What could be tried would be to make a small part of the marsh into a game refuge where the oirds when harried too much could find safety. There would be a normal movement every day in and out of the protected a_;â€"e; so that a g:rcenme of these birds could be harvested. Gun Club SATURDAY, OCTOBER 10 2.00 P.M. the Club property, onAlbefl -SQ. I'N'Cfll * FOWL SHOOT Waterloo Rod and (Watch for signs starting at North St.) Shotguns and Rifles If you haven‘t a boy of your own, your neighbor likely has, or m%be it‘s his neighbor. e instinct to hunt and kill game is probably born in every boy. Some of them have the gg- portunity to develop it to e point where it becomes one of the greatest events in their life. Othâ€" ers are curtailed and frustrated by indifferent or gunâ€"hating parâ€" ents. Buckshot, my fiveâ€"yearâ€"old, has already learned to a.fplaud vigorously when the oid man makes a good shot. Every bug, plant, bush, bird and animai is of interest to him, and while I sometimes get a little tired of anâ€" swering his unending questions, I realize he has no other way to learn. He‘s learning fast too. sometimes get a little tired of anâ€" swering his unending questions, I realize he has no other way to learn. He‘s learning fast too. Even now he is not ntove adding an extra bird to my total or inch to my fish when telling about it. Take a boy hunting this fall if you want to get the biggest kick out of anything you ever did in your life and come home feeling you are really an important guy after all. I realize he i learn. He‘s Even now he for?"I asked. "Well, I‘ll tell you," he grinned, "When Tar put that duck up, he came sailing up the swamp right straight at me. I figured he was probably out of range for you and I just took lots of time to make sure of him. I was just pulling the trigger when you killed him and he dropped out from in front of my gun so fast, I couldn‘t release the trigger fast enough." I just grinned too, I felt pretty good about that shot. One local man lost his expenâ€" sive trap gun last Saturday. He was busy shootini at ducks from the middle of the highway. Calling Tar, I went around the end of the swamp so she could fetch the bird for me and ran smack into Bill I had thought that he was still across on the other side of the pot hole. He was carrying another big mallard hen. He showed me where he had ejected the empty shell and to where he had slapped that duck down was too darn far to even estimate the distance, and be beâ€" lieved. "If these pot holes stay as dry as they are now, we are going to have to do some prospecting," Bill said. Maybe next weekâ€"end we will be prospecting instead of huntâ€" ing, but you can bet it will be a shotgun slung over our shoulder, not a pick and shovel. Hunters are again warned that they are not allowed to discharge a gun from the road or road alâ€" lowance. to hunters. That ‘ mmuuz."i# ing to pay a reasonable fee for e t cumiber of bunters in the Finally we came to a pot hole that had been dry last year and nearly drove by it before noticâ€" ing that it held water. Bill took one side, Tar and I walking up| the other. We had nearly rome| to the end of the hole, when Tar| suddenly turned and plunged out into the marsh. Then came the startied quack of a duck and a big black heaved himself out of the swamp . Because of the heavy] growth of tag elders, I couldn‘t) see the duck until it was nearly | out of gun range. Leading it plenty, I folded it up like a wet "I shot at your duck too . . . after you killed it," he said. "What in heck did you do that We did considerable hunting after that but we sure walked a lot of miles for every bird we got. fumbled the on the fArst au.mm-mxm in a small pot hole. The duck had enough water to manoeuvre in, but Tar had to plow mroï¬h mud up to her eyebrows. e duck, not being dead and with a decided aversion to being picked upbylhi;kmkolad%decided to swim under water. is threw Tar for a loss the first couple of times, but she persisted until the Bill distinguished himself by letting down two ducks oyt of a :i':tle bunch of three . . . with one Ot. duck got tired of trying to stay under water. The do' then chased it into a clump of weeds and caught it. THE WATHERLOO (Ontwio) CHRONICLE Mt. Kuhn, Heideiberg THANKSGIYVING DAY â€" OCTOBER 12 â€" 2 P.M. Admission: Adults 50+ HILL CLIMB IT‘s MHERE AGAIN:! Canadian Chaompionship Motorcycle Sponsored by the Mapilec Leaf Riders Motorcycle Club Sanctioned by the Canadian Motorcycle Association FREE PARKING AT HILL REFRESHMENTS Held at Children 25+ Several of our Club members went duck hunting last Saturday, that being the opening day and to date I have had no reports of any of them meeting with much sucâ€" cess. I guess the ducks ducked or may be that was just a wise "quack". Talking about duck hunting, our friend George (Danâ€" iel Boone) Coyne launched his new green duck boat Saturday and from all reports it‘s quite a boat. It is capable of holding two people, especially if one weighs less than 25 lbs. Quite a few new faces were seen out at the property of late. Fellows who have kept their proâ€" mise and who, a year ago, said they would be around to give us a hand whenever we started buildâ€" ing. To name all the members who were out wielding hammers, driving spikes, sawing wood and putting on roofing would take up a lot of space, so we will skip some of the old reliables and menâ€" tion fellows such as "Firstâ€"rateâ€" carpenter" Teddy Neil, Leander Strauss and Junior _ Strauss, Charles Moogk, Frank Moogk and his son David, Earl Lacy, Herbie Hare, Ray Woelfie, Ab. Schmidt, Leo Weber, Len (Stove & Appliâ€" ance) Snyder, and Ed (Plasterâ€" cast) Lichty. There were several others, but you have a good idea who they were, so I guess there is no need to mention them this week. Frank Moo:k was the master carpenter and supervised operaâ€" tions ,ably assisted by his father Charlie Moogk. In case any of you fellows are in doubt as to the ability of some of our Club memâ€" bers when it comes down to carâ€" penter work, come out and see for yourselves. I‘ll bet you will be surprised. I might say that even I drove a few nails, includâ€" ing one of my own and it still hurts!! The response to the call for heip to building the temporary Club House has been real heartening, so much so that the job has been almost completed. In fact, it should be completed by the time you fellows read this paper. Please note: The next general Club Meeting will be held on Monday, October 19, at the Leâ€" gion Rall, Waterloo. This is one week later than usual, due to the fact that Thanksgiving Day is on October 12th. Famed the knowledge. I am now ree to marvel at it again. The same goes for the pump at the well on my brother‘s farm. 1 think I could describe the workâ€" ing of thephysical law that brings the iceâ€"cold water out of the spout on a hot August day, but I would rather dwell on the miracle of the satisfaction that I get out of a swig of water from that well. Same goes for radio, although here I am decidedly out of my depth. I think I want to stay that way. I want to listen to the good, Waterloo Rod and Gun Club News: Take our musical scale. You know, do, re, mi, etc., and the sharps or the fiats, thirteen interâ€" vals to the octave. More to choose from here with different temgs and eight or more octaves. t think of the millions of tunes that have been wriuq‘\‘ within the range of those limitations. Take the trees in the fall Take one tree for instance; a m:&e tree. You could find one t looks pretty much, if not quite, like hundreds of other trees. Comes the frost, though, and each becomes an individual tree. The greens, ounï¬es, red and yellows appear in different places and we catch our breath in wonder and admiration. Or do we? I think we miss too much of life‘s fun and interest if we let ourselves become so blasé that tne simple things are taken so much for granted that they lose all meaning. At school 1 studied about how a telephone works, but 1 have long since lost the feeling of disillusionment which accomâ€" tician, permutations and combinaâ€" tions are a very simple matter and one to be taken for granted. Not to me. Those simple things always make me wonder and stand in awe of how they can grow and grow until I can not even imagine the final result. . ‘THE MIRACLE OF THE COMMONâ€"PLACE Tax included KLAEHN‘S SUNKIST HEAD LETTIUCE 2 for 45c Oven Ready CAPONS ORANGES â€" 25c BANANAS _ â€" _ GRAPEFRUIT â€" GRAPES All the trimmings to complete that Thanksgiving dinner PHONE 3â€"3641 CELERY NO FUSS _ _â€" _ NO MUSS _ â€" _ NO BOTHER DRESSED and READY FOR THE OVEN POTATOES 10 lbs. for 29c CHICKENS CABBAGE ToaF work ho maticg tee o use hth.:n in the field of bn‘auï¬: It been me to exâ€" ::rlnau in this lu for a numâ€" r of years to learn how best to meet the problems that arise from time to time. This has been inâ€" terefl.in, to me and 1 am abâ€" sorbed in the mechanics of my work. It amazes me to hear someâ€" one say, "I wouldn‘t have your job for all the tea in China". J like my job and I shall contimue to like it. I find nothing as interâ€" esting as people and working with them. I suppose that that‘s how the radio and television expert feels about the mechanics of radio and M EAT M ARK ET ORDER YOURS TODAY! TURKEYS MAPLE LEAF Creamery BUTTER 62c Ib. . MINCEMEAT DRAW WILL BE MADE SATURDAY AT 6 PM Guess the weight of the two pumpkins in our window. Place your guess in a box in our store. You are under no obligation to buy. FREE ! . . TURNIPS TURKEY GEESE 12â€"14 lb work. They are lured by the mbluu. th“o. what‘sâ€"overâ€"the~ g-d,ch-' m.u..... 7 thalr mily haps find out enough to satisgâ€" r;fmy" curiosity a bit What for ty my curiosity a bit. '\ï¬â€"â€œï¬ instance is the composition of the Tor un »astew al is nmiohs side my window at t ï¬:l.t"cvelllu l:‘km I‘ve boen: told 1 sti e a great a Mmfln delight in woochu how it withâ€" stands the wear and wear of the traffic it gets. The trouble with me, 1 suppose {ou‘d say, is that 1 don‘t mind nowing a little about some things but 1 don‘t want to know enough to take away the glamour, the miracle of things. 1 guess t the egpece a e 1st GRADE 2 Pie Tin jou‘re Thl. Ain‘t it a wonderâ€" ul world? O.K. but I want to wonder, and DUCKS WATERLOO llenges of their proâ€" PAGE THREE APPLES 48¢