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R EC RE A TION. 



POSSIBLE SMILES. 



One swallow cannot a summer make, 



By any means at all ; 

 But several, of proper strength, 



Will oft produce a fall. 



— New York Herald. 



Mrs Highfly— Oh, dear; what shall I do? 

 Fido has swallowed my railroad ticket. 



Highfly — 1 don't give a rap. Let the con- 

 ductor punch the blamed dog. — Philadelphia 

 Inquirer. 



Athletic wife — What a poor spirited creature 

 you are ! I wish you would be either a man or a 

 mouse ! 



Meek husband — I wish I was a mouse — I'd 

 frighten you out of your wits ! — Burlington 

 {Iowa) Gazette. 



Come hither, pretty Spain, and tell 



Ju-»t why that gun exploded — 

 What s that? Good gracious me ! Well, well ! 



You didn't know 'twas loaded ? 



— Washington Star. 



"He giveth his beloved sleep ! " — So said the 

 dominie ; 

 But that fact I now am sheepishly deploring 

 For the tittering congregation had their mirth- 

 ful eyes on me, 

 Who was loudly and irreverently snoring ! 



— New York Herald. 



Mary had a little goat, 



Its hair was full of dirt ; 

 And every place that Mary went 



This goat hung to her skirt. 



It went with her to the butcher's one day, 

 But forgot to go home again ; 



He skun it, hung it on the hook, 

 And empty is its pen. 



Mr. Einstein — How much is dose dickets by 

 Biffalo ? 



Agent — Eight dollars, one way. 



Dots doo much ; I gif you six. 



Can't do it. Only one price. 



All righd ; I valk. 



(Twenty minutes later, as train whistles be- 

 hind him.) Oh you needn't vissel ; I vouldn't 

 dake a dicket now vor doo dollars. 



"You are my deer," the young man wrote, 



His great love to aver, 

 And when his best girl read the note, 



A spell came over her. 

 She sat right down and wrote him back : — 



"I'm sorry we must part ; 

 I cannot, though you fawn on me. 



Be to you a sweet-hart." — Atlanta Journal. 



Feet of great men all remind us 



We can make our own sublime ; 

 And, departing, leave behind us 

 Fearful footprints in the sands of time. 



"So you think she is two-faced ? " 

 "Certainly. I have seen her when her own 

 showed through." — Detroit Tribune. 



NEW WHATCOM NOTES. 



Three ranchmen, living just over the line in 

 British Columbia, are on the lookout for two 

 hunters and their hounds. The ranchmen 

 are thoroughly aroused and can, each of them, 

 pick out the ace of spades at 40 paces with 

 their Winchesters. The cause of the hostility 

 is that the two hunters have, within the past 

 few months, killed 80 deer between Clearbrook, 

 Wash., and the Fraser river, with the aid of 

 their dogs, and the neighbors intend putting a 

 stop to it. It would, of course, be wrong to 

 punish the innocent dogs, but the owners can- 

 not be found, and the hounds will undoubt- 

 edly have to be sacrified in order to stop the 

 slaughter. 



The popular sporting goods dealer, G. H. 

 Garrison, has moved his gun store from New 

 Whatcom, business having been too light to 

 warrant its continuance. He will hereafter be 

 found with his former employer, E. A. Kim- 

 ball, the gun and tackle dealer, Tacoma. 

 Every sportsman in Whatcom county regrets 

 Mr. Garrison's departure ; he is sadly missed by 

 his many friends. 



Co-operation with the National Game, Bird 

 and Fish Protective Association is urged upon 

 the sportsmen of the Northwest, to correct some 

 of the existing errors in the game laws and 

 their enforcement. Those wishing to become 

 members should address the secretary, Fred. E. 

 Pond, Westfield, Wis. 



The past winter in the Pacific Northwest, has 

 been mild. No snow to speak of, and in 

 Whatcom county, Washington, 30 degrees above 

 zero was the lowest registered. All game has 

 wintered well, and there is plenty left for 

 breeding. 



Chinese Inspector Gourley, a thorough sports- 

 man, captured a pair of magnificent swans re- 

 cently, has had them mounted and placed in the 

 window of a Whatcom store. 



I have removed from Clearbrook to New 

 Whatcom, Wash., where I shall remain per- 

 manently. 



J. C. Nattrass 



The Passenger Department of the North- 

 ern Pacific Railway has issued a new edition of 

 its elegant little book " The National Game 

 Preserves of North America," which contains 

 many new and beautiful pictures of hunting and 

 fishing scenes, and a great deal of valuable in- 

 formation about where to find any kind of game 

 or fish you want. Write Chas. S. Fee, G. P. A., 

 St. Paul, and ask for a copy of the book ; and 

 while you are about it mention that you saw it in 

 Recreation. 



Mr. J. G. Messner, who won the Grand 

 American Handicap, at the Paterson, N. J., 

 tournament in April, used a Parker Gun. This 

 one fact is worth more to practical shooters 

 than a dozen pages of argument would be. 



