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such criticism. Indeed, a frequent recur- 

 rence of it leads to desperation. Lately I 

 have adopted the ruse of carrying my bow 

 and quiver each in a thin rubber bag when 

 I go forth for a tramp. This generally 

 enables me to avoid exciting people be- 

 yond the bounds of politeness. Still some 

 of them scent a mystery through the bags, 

 and venture to ask embarrassing questions. 



I got rid of my polite Creole cavalier 

 very easily, I thought, and went for a shot 

 at the five plover, which were feeding 

 busily on the verdant plat. They began 

 to suspect me, so that I had to risk a shaft 

 over a long range with a cross wind. Of 

 course I missed. 



'* Nevah heet eem, zah; but he haf to 

 be gittin' roun' f'om zat — zat — zat Jleche 

 w'at 'oo chute at eem! " 



I turned quickly, and there he was, pony 

 and all, fifteen feet to the rear, smiling 

 with gentle approval upon my good yew 

 bow. It is unnecessary to record that I 

 did not fare better with the rare limpkin 

 when its turn came. The horseman fol- 

 lowed at my heels, sweetly remarking upon 

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