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Forest and Stream is an Honorary Member of the Interstate Association for the Promotion of Trapshooting. 
Sportsmen are becoming more critical 
about Firearms than they used to be — 
H ENCE the note of peculiar regard that comes into 
every sportsman’s voice when he speaks of the 
Remington UMC shotguns and rifles. 
R is a wonderful series, this line of Remington UMC Sporting 
Arms—so well thought out that no matter what branch of 
the sport a man lollows, he can go to any one of eighty thous¬ 
and dealers and get exactly the arm for it in Remington UMC. 
Whether it is the Autoloading- Shotgun or Rifle, the Pump Gun, the 
Slide Action Rifles in all calibers, or the little Single Shot . 22 ’s—these 
arms embody a mechanical skill and special knowledge found nowhere 
else in the sporting arms world. 
The up and coming dealer sees the signs of the times—he will show 
you the full Remington UMC line. 
Send for Modern Firearms Booklet. 
THE REMINGTON ARMS UNION 
METALLIC CARTRIDGE CO. 
Woolworth Building 
NEW YORK CITY 
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| Now Begins Spring 
SOON THE GUN WILL 
HAVE ITS FIRST AIRING 
AND THE TRAPSHOOT- 
ER IS AGAIN REJOICING 
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(_ By Fred O. Copeland. 
S OON there will be 
turned a leaf in 
the almanac 
whereon will be 
found words to cheer 
hearts long smothered by 
snow and chilled by frost: 
“N o w begins Spring.” 
Winter’s prison can instil 
no greater appreciation 
of spring in the wild life 
of the forests than it does 
in those who long to shake 
off civilization’s chains 
for the sun-warmed 
swells of the prairie, for 
the sun-swept billows of 
the foothills. What if it is 
weeks before the robins sing in the forest 
arches north of the Canadian boundary? 
The sun has served notice of his setting 
north of the big hemlock on the west hill 
and the afternoons reflect a grateful tardi¬ 
ness. The comforting warmth of the gun 
club veranda will tease harder and harder 
till it is more to be desired than a throne, 
and withal, a capital place to smell the 
odor from the sod. 
The gun, that instigator of endless argu¬ 
ment often chasing its own tail, will have 
a spring airing and with all the curiosity 
as that incited by sudden wealth in the 
family next door. That there is a war in 
Europe the trapshooter well knows, for it 
has been rumored that more than one of 
the makers of famous double guns in the 
country has under cover the model of a 
single barrel trap gun with a familiar name 
on the action. But the barrels! That’s 
the trouble. They are unobtainable in the 
old market across the seas and home talent 
is seemingly too lucratively employed to 
fill contracts for shotgun barrels. So, 
then, who will shift guns when interesting 
rumors are in the air and mysterious 
things lurk in the doorway of the gun 
factories ? 
T HE old gun case may come out rather 
shaky this spring from its many 
pleasant trips, perhaps along the tow 
path joining the Blue River boat house 
and the shooting park at Kansas City, or 
down the ivy bordered lane from Holmes- 
burg Junction to the shooting association 
in Pennsylvania, or along the winding way 
beside the River Charles where Boston 
plays with the flying clays. 
When a trapshooter buys a gun case 
now-a-days he keeps in mind a prospective 
new gun may have two or even four inches 
more length of barrel than the 30-inch 
tubes of the old one. It will be, of course, 
one of those chocolate brown, oil finished 
leather kind which opens at both ends, and 
shall we drop into motor car slang and say 
stream lines”? Let us hope it will receive 
