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ran unshot.&quot; To me it appeared as &quot; d dest &quot; 



work to slaughter God s cattle for sport. &quot;They 

 were made for us,&quot; say these self-approving 

 preachers; &quot;for our food, our recreation, or 

 other uses not yet discovered.&quot; As truthfully 

 we might say on behalf of a bear, when he 

 deals successfully with an unfortunate hunter, 

 &quot;Men and other bipeds were made for bears, 

 and thanks be to God for claws and teeth so 

 long.&quot; 



Let a Christian hunter go to the Lord s 

 woods and kill his well-kept beasts, or wild In 

 dians, and it is well; but let an enterprising 

 specimen of these proper, predestined victims 

 go to houses and fields and kill the most worth 

 less person of the vertical godlike killers, 

 oh! that is horribly unorthodox, and on the 

 part of the Indians atrocious murder! Well, 

 I have precious little sympathy for the selfish 

 propriety of civilized man, and if a war of races 

 should occur between the wild beasts and Lord 

 Man, I would be tempted to sympathize with 

 the bears. 



