Sharp County record., 1879-09-25
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pressing motiv
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not to neglect fo,torod wbicbp p
our present torP"
our future St9l Pepton, "why, my
Of man are fls not a coffin. That
mode NJ '1le fewar 1 exclaimed. "What is
| tOreSGGn aflook at it, he said, when
us TO lose yet it on end against the
! an upright closet, or re-
an archer's armament.
ace to stand the bow; here
s for the arrows and quiv-
are shelves and hooks, on
lay or hang every thing the
IN can need. And you see,
:, that it is lined with green
d that the door fits tightly, so
an stand anywhere, and there
,e no fear of draughts or
less affecting my bow. Isn't
perfect thingP Yon ought to get
limited the perfection, but agreed
rther. l had not the income OF my
Pepton.
pton was, indeed, most wonderful
ell equipped, and yet, little did
Sc dear old ladies think, when they
refully busted and reverentially
zed at the punches of arrows, the
n-bracers, the gloves, the grease
IT'S, and all the rest of the parapher,,
lalia of archery, as it hung around
Pepton's room; or when they atterWard
allowed a particular friend to peep at
it, all arranged so orderly within the
ascham; or when they looked with
sympathetic, loving admiration on the
beautiful polished bow, when 1t was
taken out of its bag-little ala they
think, say, that Pepton was the very
poorest shot in the club. In all the
urface of the much perforated targets
# the club, there was scarcely hole
nat he could put his hand upon his heart
nd say he made. =,
Indeed, | think it was the truth that
'epton was born not to be an archer.
There we're young fellows in the club,
who shot with bows that cost no more
than Pepton's tassels, but who could
stand up and whang arrows into the
targets all the afternoon, if they could
get the chance; and there were ladies
who made hits five times out OF SIX;
and there were also all the grades OF
archers common to any club. But there
was no one but himself in Pepton's
grade. He stood alone, and it was
never any trouble to add up his score.
And yet he was not discouraged. he
practiced every day, except Sundays,
and indeed he was the only person IN
the club who practiced at night. ,
As have said, there were many good
archers among the ladies of our club.
Some of them, after we had been organ
lied for month or two, made scores
that few of the gentlemen could excel.
But the lady who attracted the greatest
when she shot was Miss Rosa.
{ W. ti1S very pretty young lady
stood up before the ladies' target-her
left side well advanced, her bow firmly
held out in her strong left arm, which
never quivered, her head a little bent
to the right, her arrow drawn back
by three we'll gloved fingers to the
tip of her little ear, her dark eyes
steadily fixed upon the gold, and her
dress-well fitted over her fine and
vigorous figure falling in graceful folds
about her feet, we all stopped shooting
to look at her.
"There is something statuesque about
her," said Pepton, who ardently ad-
mired her, "and yet there isn't. A
statue could never equal her unless we
knew there was probability of move
ment in it. And the only statues which
have that are the farley Wax-works,
which she does not resemble in the least.
There is only one thing that that girl
needs to make her a perfect archer, and
that is to be able to aim better"
This was true. Miss Rosa did need to
aim better. Her arrows had curious
habit of going on all sides of the target,
and it was very seldom that one chanced
to stick into it. For, if she did make a
hit, we ali knew it was chance and that
there was no probability of her doing it
again. Once she put an arrow right
into the center of the gold-one of the
finest shots ever made on the ground
but she didn't hit the target again for
two weeks. She was almost as
bad shot as Pepton, and that is saying
a good deal.
"I tell you," said he, as he leaned
back in his chair, with his feet carefully
disposed on the railing so that they
would not injure Miss Maria's Madeira
vine, "I tell you, sir, that there are two
things crave with all my power of crav-
ing; two goals l fain would reach; two
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