Thought this was cool, so I'll paraphrase from, "American Duck Shooting."
We had not been waiting long, when what we hoped for took place. A bunch of 200 birds rose from a further hole, and after swinging a few times, dropped down in the hole closest to us. These were immediately followed by other bunches, and these by others; so often that two or three flocks would be swinging about in the air at one time, and all of them with our pocket in mind as their objective point. They decended into it by companies of fifties, hundreds and two hundreds, and before long the open water was so crowded with fowl that it seemed as if it could hold no more, as if the birds that came next must alight on the backs of their comrades.
Soon after the birds alighted they began to dive for food, and, probably one-half of them being under water at any moment. room was made for other incoming birds to occupy. The splashing of the diving ducks made the water bubble and boil. Next, something occurred to attract their attention, and all stretched their necks up into the air and looked. I think I have never seen anything in the way of feathered animal life more impressive than this forest of thick necks, crowned by long, shapely heads of rich brown. It is impossible to convey to one who has not witnessed such a sight its interest and fascination. Here within gunshot where twelve to fifteen hundred of the most desirable duck that flies.
"It is not the function of our Government to keep the citizen from falling
into error; it is the function of the citizen to keep the Government from
falling into error."