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A POCKET CAMERA IN THE FIELD. 



BY E. R. PLAISTED. 



There is one most attractive phase of ama- 

 teur photography which has not received the 

 attention it deserves. It is photography as 

 practiced by the amateur who confines his 

 efforts entirely to the field covered by the 

 pocket camera, yet who cultivates that field 

 to its utmost edges and remotest corners. If 

 the possibilities for artistic work that lie in 



survivors of the once numerous clan of 

 cyclists, willingly takes along the pocket 

 camera when more weighty and bulky outfits 

 would be left at home. Wherever I go there 

 goes my pocket Kodak, and only in this way 

 can one secure the little scenic gems and 

 odd happenings that bob up in the most un- 

 looked-for places and at most unexpected 

 times. 



This style of camera is never in the way, 



repose 



these pocket editions were more generally 

 known there would be more of them carried 

 by those who aspire to something better than 

 a baldheaded snap shot caricature of the 

 beauties they find almost daily. 



The man who tramps the hills with a heavy 

 gun or burrows into the tangled fringes of a 

 mountain trout brook cannot afford to bur- 

 den himself with several pounds of "sungun" 

 traps in addition to his other equipment, yet 

 it is he who oftenest finds material calculated 

 to make the ambitious and heavy-laden ama- 

 teur's mouth water. The woman who goes 

 out into the country with her opera glass 

 to study the birds, pr even the scattering 



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almost never out of order, and comes to your 

 aid when you most need it. It brings home 

 the best part of your day's outing, in minia- 

 ture form it is true, but which can be en- 

 larged to suitable proportions for wall deco- 

 ration without additional apparatus other 

 than a light-proof window shutter and a sim- 

 ple wooden frame for holding the negative, 

 camera and bromide paper. 



My walls are hung with many bromide en- 

 largements that I think even the critical pro- 

 fessional would find some pleasure in ex- 

 amining and which I made in my bathroom 

 with my pocket kodak. Some of my albums 

 of contact prints are not to be sneezed at as 



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