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Show riicy Call Tills Sport. (Our Uumb Animals,) . Here Is a picture. ' 'It slipwH several millionaries, perhaps a dozen men nnd women who have money and are in the Four Hundred. The arc armed with guns. In the foreground fore-ground Is a great pile of dead birds, oyer a thousand in all, and mostly pheasants. Une mUMonuicr and ins guests killed tho liirds for fun. .', The millionaire has a great parkcomprising parkcom-prising thousands of acres. Thete he has his gamekeepers and guards to' keep out intruders. The placets a veritable Eden for wild animals. The sunshines on,'primltivo.nature,land the great forest beems good. ' Mother "pheasants lay Ihelr' egprs. .vm h'Wyitlullhelf ;ftjty$$1liriib forth their young and try to carry out Jlho (great fculicinc of naturo as God" has planned It, k . .(" lAnd then uldtig comes this millionaire and his guests, 'f Hoy have lined an English En-glish custom. They are not in need, of !fbod They do tiot kill to cat. They lln'd enjoyment in slaying. It Is really a blood thirst: and oven tho women have no scruples about taking bird life. The beutera bcriunble tlnough bush and gully. They drlvo the frightened birds before them. Hang! Hang! go the guns. Hero a bird Uutters about in agony, shot through a wing. There is ono with ti broken leg. Further on ono with cruel wounds has fluttered into the bushes to die. And all about thero Is laughter. The guests arc having a royal time. Later thero will bo a lunch, and the various members of tins pirty will boast about the number of birds that died by thoir bunds. All will look up to the man or women who shed the most blood. They call It uport sport fit for kings. Things not unlilco this were done In l old heathen Rome for the nmuse-tnont nmuse-tnont of tlio rich, until Nero fiddled fid-dled while Rome wiib burning and heathon Romo fell, as It deserved by he sword. |