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RECREATION. 



DON'T WANT AUTOMATIC IN 

 INDIANA. 



Editors throughout the country con- 

 tinue to protest against the manufacture 

 of the automatic gun. Here is what 2 of 

 them say : 



Some of the leading gun manufac- 

 turers contemplate the making of an 

 automatic gun for the use of those who 

 have no interest in the preservation of ■ 

 the wild animals in our woods and for- 

 ests. An automatic eun has a maga- 

 zine which can be discharged as fast 

 as a man can pull the trigger. The re- 

 coil of each shot throws out the empty 

 shell, reloads the gun and cocks it ready 

 for the next shot. The game which 

 could be secured with one of these 

 guns is enormous. Perhaps we can 

 not control the manufacturers, who 

 wish to supply a demand, but it is in- 

 cumbent on every lover of nature to 

 make the demand as small as possi- 

 ble, so that the manufacture of such a 

 gun will be found unprofitable. Even 

 as it is, the game and the other deni- 

 zens of the woods are rapidly decreas- 

 ing-, and the use of an automatic gun 

 in the hands of expert so-called sports- 

 men, would be a national calamity. — 

 Lindonville, Vt, Journal. 



Friends of the birds — and their 

 number is increasing — hope that the 

 new automatic gun will not find 

 favor among sportsmen. One vari- 

 ety of this gun is already on the mar- 

 ket and other varieties are in process 

 of manufacture. Bird lovers and the 

 more humane class of hunters agree 

 that the use of these guns is contrary 

 to fair play, hence is opposed to the 

 ethics of genuine sport. The new gun 

 holds a number of cartridges that may 

 be discharged as fast as a man can pull 

 the trigger. The shooter jumps a 

 bunch of quail, ducks or geese, cocks 

 his gun and fires. The recoil of the 

 first shot throws out the empty shell, 

 drops a new one in and cocks the gun 

 for another shot. Only the pot hunter 

 should be willing to use a weapon that 

 leaves game practically without hope 

 of escape. The excitement of sport 

 vanishes in the presence of automatic 

 murder. When a man can kill 10 birds 

 in a covey before they are able to get 

 out of his reach, as the new gun is said 

 to enable him to do, he is simply en- 

 gaged in cold, systematic slaughter. A 

 bird ought to have a fair chance for its 

 life. Recreation is vigorously de- 

 nouncing the automatic shot gun. — In- 

 dianapolis News. 



THE PASSIONATE AUTHOR TO HIS 



LOVE. 

 Come write to me and be my love, 

 And we will all the profits prove 

 That furnace sighings, signed and sealed, 

 And vows epistolary yield. 



Empty the coffers of thy heart; 

 Its every throb and thrill impart ; 

 Search every secret, holy nook; 

 'Twill make, sweetheart, a lovely book. 



And I will make thee vow for vow, 

 And in my letters mention how 

 By thoughts of thee I'm sweetly harried, 

 Despite the fact that I am married. 



Thou'lt write how to my arms thou'dst fly 

 If 't were not for the legal tie ; 

 And I, how straight I'd fly to thee 

 If from my fetters I were free. 



These tender things we'll put in print, 

 Sweetheart, there may be millions in 't. 

 The public simply can't resist 

 "Love Letters of a Socialist." 



We'll turn our passion to account, 

 And realize a large amount. 

 If of the plan thou dost approve 

 Come write to me and be my love. 



—Puck. 



"Between us," said the bathing dress to 

 the ball gown, "we complete the work of 

 the world." 



"How's that?" said the ball gown. 



"You begin where I leave off." — Life. 



Both Mr. Perdicaris and his former cap- 

 tor, Mr. Raisuli, are said to be lovers of 

 fine editions. They are unable to agree, 

 however, as to the beauty of Morocco 

 bindings. — Puck. 



Fond Mother : Jane, has Johnny come 

 home from school yet? 



Jane : I think so. I haven't seen him, 

 but the cat is hiding under the stove. — 

 Rochester Union. 



First Baby : You look below par. 



Second Baby : Yes. I haven't absorbed 

 an unfriendly germ for so long that I'm 

 losing all power of resistance. — Life. 



"Do you know my friend from Philadel- 

 phia?" 



"I have a nodding acquaintance with 

 him."— Life. 



"When is your wife coming back?" 

 "Oh, during the latter part of a thousand 

 dollars."— Ex. 



