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Neither do I dwell upon shooting deer over pointers— 
for not describing which, I have seen myself recently 
grossly and abusively commented upon by a vulgar, illiter- 
ate, anonymous western clown, writing under the signature 
of “ Quid,” from Quincy, Illinois, in the columns of the 
New York Spirit of the Times, who neither spells correct- 
ly nor writes grammatically, and who resorts to the con- 
temptible meanness of making false quotations from my 
works in order to magnify himself and make a case against 
me. Of course, both I, and—as I presume—my friend 
Dr. Lewis, who comes in likewise for a share of this name- 
less slanderer’s abuse—must feel highly gratified to learn 
that our writings are read by such fellows as “ Quid ” with 
“ disgust and loathing.” Mine, at least, are only intended 
for men who feel like gentlemen and act like sportsmen. 
But to return from this brief digression, I have not 
described deer-shooting over pointers—not because it is 
any thing new or unknown that a pointer or setter will 
stand upon deer if he get a chance, or that, if he get a 
‘chance point at one, a sportsman would and could shoot 
him with buck-shot—but simply because the places where 
such things can be done systematically, if any where, are 
so rare as to be out of all rule of example; because, 
neither I, nor, I will venture to say, one in ten thousand 
of all the deer hunters in America ever dreamed of going 
out, of set purpose, to beat for deer with setters; and 
because, if there be any place where this can be done, there 
are other modes which would afford five times the sport. 
In a.word, however, I utterly disbelieve that Mr. Quid, 
either at Quincy, Illinois, or any where else, ever got fif- 
