To Mountain Tarn 



or the kill. In so far only as we copy, has sport 

 any meaning. The methods we have added are 

 spurious. It is we who are not sportsmen. In 

 the very act of removing the natural enemies we 

 make the game more helpless, killing easier, and 

 sport impossible. 



This may be civilization, but it has a marvellous 

 look of another thing. It seems somewhat of a grim 

 farce. It is well to keep the view narrowed, and 

 the parson at our elbow. I do not know how it 

 would stand a little cross-questioning, or fare at a 

 great assize. 



