Just as those Ducks were almost near enough , a gun went `` bang , bang , '' and away went the Ducks . They did n't come back again , and once more a disappointed hunter went home without any . The next afternoon he was on hand very early . He was there before Farmer Brown 's boy arrived , and when he did come , of course the hunter saw him . He walked down to where Farmer Brown 's boy was hiding in the rushes . `` Hello ! '' said he . `` Are you the one who was shooting here last night and the night before ? '' Farmer Brown 's boy grinned . `` Yes , '' said he . `` What luck did you have ? '' asked the hunter . `` Fine , '' replied Farmer Brown 's boy . `` How many Ducks did you get ? '' asked the hunter . Farmer Brown 's boy grinned more broadly than before . `` None , '' said he . `` I guess I 'm not a very good shot . '' `` Then what did you mean by saying you had fine luck ? '' demanded the hunter .
`` Oh , '' replied Farmer XXXXX 's boy , `` I had the luck to see those Ducks and the fun of shooting , '' and he grinned again .
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