. Men I have fished with; sketches of characters and incidents with rod and gun, from childhood to manhood, from the killing of little fishes and birds to a buffalo hunt . ord tasted it and said: That is very fine, butsomehow let it go at that; and when the waiter removedhis plate you could not miss what had been eaten. Nodoubt the mussels are good, but youve got to learn tolike em. I never persevered in this direction. As baitthat day they took a few fish, but the verdict of the boyswas that they preferred the old reliable angle worm. Down in the lower end of Albany is a portion calledBethleh
. Men I have fished with; sketches of characters and incidents with rod and gun, from childhood to manhood, from the killing of little fishes and birds to a buffalo hunt . ord tasted it and said: That is very fine, butsomehow let it go at that; and when the waiter removedhis plate you could not miss what had been eaten. Nodoubt the mussels are good, but youve got to learn tolike em. I never persevered in this direction. As baitthat day they took a few fish, but the verdict of the boyswas that they preferred the old reliable angle worm. Down in the lower end of Albany is a portion calledBethlehem, and on the river road was the Abbey, a notedroad-house a couple of miles below the city. An Eng-lish sportsman named Kenneth King lived in Bethlehem,and the Abbey was kept by another English shootingman named Sheldrick, who got up pigeon shoots, andwe boys used to attend them. At these affairs we usedto make matches to shoot at ten birds each, the loser topay for and the winner to have them. One day afterthe shooting was done Martin said to me: We are notgoing to shoot any more because there are not enoughpigeons for a match, but as your gun is loaded and there. STEPHEN MARTIN. STEPHEN MARTIN. 145 are a few pigeons left, Ill shoot you a match of two want to shoot off our guns, any way. What dyesay? I had left my gun standing in the corner while I hadgone on the front porch for something, and had just re-turned when Steve made this proposal. All right, said ,I, we might as well shoot at a couple more and emptyour guns before going home. He picked up his gun,and as I reached for mine Ken King quickly passed mehis and with a wink said: Take mine. Without thought I went to the score after Steve hadkilled one of his birds and missed the other, and killedboth of mine. The boys laughed, and Steve looked sur-prised as I hastily walked back and put up Kingsgun. While they were talking things over outside Kingasked me: Do you know why I gave you my gun toshoot? No, but you ga
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