Without, 

 a Gun 



with the sunlight and fed by gravitation." 

 Hunting without a gun is, therefore, the 

 sport of a peaceful man, a man who goes to 

 the woods for rest and for letting his soul 

 grow, and who after a year of worry and 

 work is glad to get along without either for 

 a little season. As he glides over the water- 

 ways in his canoe, or loafs leisurely along 

 the trail, he carries no weight of gun or tri- 

 pod or extra plates. Glad to be alive him- 

 self, he has no pleasure in the death of the 

 wild things. Content just to see and hear 

 and understand, he has no fret or sweat to 

 get the sun just right and calculate his exact 

 thirty-foot distance and then to fume and 

 swear, as I have heard good men do, because 

 the game fidgets, or the clouds obscure the 

 sun, or the plates are not quick enough, or 

 beginning of sorrows! because he finds 

 after the game has fled that the film he has 

 just used on a bull moose had all its good 

 qualities already preempted by a landscape 

 and a passing canoe. 



I have no desire to decry any kind of legit- 

 imate hunting, for I have tried them all and 



