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chickens; I would hate worse to kill cattle, and I 

 see no pleasure in the killing of game. The danger 

 of the chase and all the hardship, and all the skill of 

 a woodsman are required of the man who success- 

 fully photographs or sketches wild creatures, and 

 it is these qualities which give real zest to the hunt, 

 not the bloody butcher's part of it. 



There is another side of the subject which we 

 must keep in view; every chicken which we kill, 

 every steer which is slaughtered or any domestic 

 animal of any kind which is sacrificed for the table 

 or market, creates a demand for these animals, and 

 the farmers feeling the demand, raise more do- 

 mestic animals, so, strange as it may appear, the 

 more domestic animals you kill the greater will be 

 the supply; but 



EVERY WILD ANIMAL KILLED 



makes one less wild animal in the world, so you 

 can see that the more game there is destroyed the 

 less there will be in the world. 



It was on this same vacation after we had made 

 a hot and fatiguing tramp through the woods and 

 climbed over some fallen trees lately felled by a 

 baby tornado, that we reached the shore of a lake 

 and I seated myself upon a log in an open spot. We 

 pulled off our brilliant colored sweaters so that the 

 breeze from the water might refresh us. Out on 

 the lake a few hundred yards distant, a canoe ap- 

 peared occupied by two men. Suddenly the man 

 in the bow- with evident excitement pointed his fin- 



