National Affairs: Black Jack

Along a strip of frosty marshland at Red Deer Ranch, Cherry County, Neb., Gen. John Joseph Pershing prowled with a gun. Two companions crouched beside him. On a nearby pool they espied a flock of wild ducks cutting the water zigzag. General Pershing approached.

A voice, menacing, came from the woods behind him. General Pershing turned, heard gruff phrases from the lips of a distraught plainsman, obviously the owner of the land on which he, General Pershing, hunted.

Spoke one of the General's companions: "We just wanted a couple. This is General Pershing with us."...

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