the value talus of a climax there Is nothing like a climax to make a good story it Is always sure to delight the listeners and the more unexpected it Is the better it takes the stories of an allegheny hunter have of late lost their interest by realon reabon of a surfeit of the improbable and he be has at last assumed his former method of holding his hearers attention the other day he was relating one of his adventures in long distance shooting it happened while he be was making his way along a sandy bar on a recent hunting trip after a search of several minutes for some thing to shoot at he descried a large lean looking crane standing on a little littie hillock about three quarters of a mile distant he was afraid to approach fie nearer as there were no objects behind which he could advance and the crane would probably take flight the only thing to be done was to try to bring down the bird from where he was standing arranging the sight of his bis rifle for what he be thought was the proper distance he took careful aim and fired the crane cran never moved tor for the bullet plowed into the sand about half way up to it again the sight was adjusted and this time lime the bullet came a little nearer the mark but still the bird refused to move the hunter would not give up the sight was again raised and this ume time he aimed about a foot over the cranes head bead 1 I fired said the nimrod and then as everybody was expecting him to tell how he brought the bird down he be concluded and then looking toward the mark I 1 taw law the bullet ballet fall at the cranes fet feet it got up shook itself and flew away and one of the buteners was unkind enough to ask if it carried the bullet away in its mouth pittsburg chron icle cle telegraph