Outing . , Cousin Scipio, how you mekout? Scipio stopped and looked up. Heshaded his eyes with his hand. Scipio wassometimes deceitful. Bro Wash, he said loudly, in answer, I dunno wat is de matter wid de sho do poly—poly he repeated withmuch emphasis and disgust. But his hugehand covered the typical grin of the hunterwho delights to prevaricate about his luck. Wash Green accepted Scipios word andwent back to his stand with a generousfeeling in his heart that he felt he couldafford to a mighty one fallen. WhenScipio saw him going, he grinned came up under the cypress tree. Hepul
Outing . , Cousin Scipio, how you mekout? Scipio stopped and looked up. Heshaded his eyes with his hand. Scipio wassometimes deceitful. Bro Wash, he said loudly, in answer, I dunno wat is de matter wid de sho do poly—poly he repeated withmuch emphasis and disgust. But his hugehand covered the typical grin of the hunterwho delights to prevaricate about his luck. Wash Green accepted Scipios word andwent back to his stand with a generousfeeling in his heart that he felt he couldafford to a mighty one fallen. WhenScipio saw him going, he grinned came up under the cypress tree. Hepulled out three birds and threw them tohis dog. Then he sat down between thecypress roots, with his legs stretched outin a patch of sunshine to, dry, and countedhis birds. There were twelve dozen andfive. He had made a shot. Far downthe bank Wash Green fired his last load atthree birds in line on the margin. As hepicked them up he felt sorry for Scipio was loading up his musket foranother THE MOST POPULAR PLAY INTHE WORLD BY ERNEST RUSSELL ILLUSTRATED BY PHOTOGRAPHS COLLECTED BY THE AUTHOR AH, what a conquest Punch has madeof the world after all! Whether itL be as Punchinello in Italy, Poli-chinelle in France, Hans Wurst in Ger-many, Pickelhoering in Holland, Punchin England and America, and as Heavenknows what in many another country, hiselfin personality has voyaged the worldand captivatedmore human heartsthan any actorwho ever trod theboards. For near-ly three hundredyears to star inthe same part inthe same play andwith the samesupport, to varyhis lines hardly atall, and yet tomeet in all timesand in all coun-tries a never fail-ing welcome fromcapacity houses—is it not a his-tory to be proudof? Perhaps heswept into yourlittle world at theside-show of your first circus. And how it all comes backto you now; the pushing, jostling, good-humored crowd, the flaming pictures ofthose deliciously horrible creatures hiddenbehind the bellying canvas, the din ofdrums
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