Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . n club when the teal,biuebills, mallards, and mazooks startedflyin. Jim had a special wild-duck sig-nal for the Steve Gilman boys—twolong and two short toots of the whistle—warnin members to hop into theirhuntin togs, as the wild poultry wascoastin down the rapids and parkin inthe marshlands of the Wapsie andDevils glen. The time the steamboat Effie Afton bumped into the oldwooden bridge, Jim Means kinda lost his noodle, and insteadof blowin the distress signal, Jim tooted the Steve Gilmanwild-duck call, and there was a mad rush of
Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . n club when the teal,biuebills, mallards, and mazooks startedflyin. Jim had a special wild-duck sig-nal for the Steve Gilman boys—twolong and two short toots of the whistle—warnin members to hop into theirhuntin togs, as the wild poultry wascoastin down the rapids and parkin inthe marshlands of the Wapsie andDevils glen. The time the steamboat Effie Afton bumped into the oldwooden bridge, Jim Means kinda lost his noodle, and insteadof blowin the distress signal, Jim tooted the Steve Gilmanwild-duck call, and there was a mad rush of nimrods to thePiute club rooms. Pat Horan, steward at that time, washoldin down the dog-watch, and he wondered why themsportsmen came rushin in for their shootin-irons. Pat madeup cheese sandwiches and took a coupla cold bottles off theice for them hunters before they discovered that Jim hadpulled a boner. Then the Steve Gilman boys rushed downto the river, grabbed all the skiffs in sight, and hurried torescue the passengers and crew of the Effie
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