A Careful Study of this Poster May 

 Save Some Lives 



C. A. JAKVVAYS, State Game and Fish Warden 



A hunter popped a partridge on a hili, 



It made a great to-do and then was stih. 

 It seems (when later on his bag he spied) 

 It was — the guide. 



One shot a squirrel in a near by wooa 



A pretty shot, off-hand, from where he stood. 

 It wore, they said, a shooting hat of brown, 

 And lived intown. 



And one dispatched a rabbit for his haul, 



That later proved to measure six feet tall. 



And lest you think I'm handing you a myth, 



It's name was Smith. 



Another Nimrod slew the champion lox. 



He glimpsed him lurking in among the rocks. 

 One rapid shot! It never spoke nor moved. 

 The inquest proved 



A "cautious" man espied a gleam of brown. 



Was it a dcer^ — or Jones (a friend from town) ? 

 But while he pondered by the river's rim. 



Jones potted him. 



