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Show (HE NEVER EVEN TOOK AIM But the Tyro at Hunting Brought Down Two Birds, and Shot No More. "Only once in my life did I ever do any shooting," laid a traveling man, talking to a group In the cafe of one of the big New York hotels. I "and that once I made a real hit. It jwas In a western town to which my ( trip had carried me, and the native hail arranged a prairie chicken hunt for the following day. Of course I jwas Invited. I protested that I was out of practice, but they Insisted that i ( go along, and some one furnished a . 'gun for my use. , "As the only strsnger In th party, . they let me o ahesd. following the (,dogf closely. I didn't even know jwhat a prairie chicken looked like; Jwhether they would run along the "ground or fly. Suddenly I heard a - tremendous whirr, the sound, as I t came to know, of the birds taking . wing. So excited was I that, without raising the gun (o my shoulder, ! pulled the trigger. Tang! went the gun, and two of the birds flut?red slowly to the ground. " lie never even took aim.' shouted one of the hunters, and my reputation , was made. Thereafter I rested on t my laurels, not attempting another shot throughout the day, or ever slncet." |