Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1893-01-22

M. Gastinne-R enette is a maker OF
armes de precision aud the proprietor OF
the most famous shooting gallery In
Paris, probably in Europe. He Inherited
the business from his father, and IL is
safe to say that he has instructed more
eminent men in the deadly art than any
one living man.
Nowadays a young Partisan dares not
indulge in any complex love affairs,
much less enter Parliament or q news
paper career. without taking a course at
Gastinne- Renett's academy. He would
be mad to neglect that, for there it is
that his eve and nerve win be trained so
that he may acQuit himself creditably
when ne stands before a stern adyer-
sary and the seconds voice rings out.
"Feu-un, deux, trois."
And if he leads the ordinary Partisan
life and has ordinary luck he will find
himself in such a position more than
oncel
When a man Of this world has made a
reputation asa pistol-shoti In Vienna, 81
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the continent, he is not satisfied until he
has ~journeyed to Paris and pltted him
self against some Of the cracks at the
Renette gallery. He usually discovers
( then that he has still much to learn.
Gastinne -Renette's place stands just
off the Champs Elysees on the broad
and, in summer, well-shaded Avenue q
Autin. There any afternoon about 4
o'clock one may see some Of the most
prominent people in Paris, stars in every
walk OF life, popping away In all ser
iousness at discs of white paSteooard
about six inches in diameter marked
with concentric circles around the COW
cred bulls eye. These are called car
tons, and are preserved with religious
care by pistol enthusiasts; some OF them
showing especial skill, are hung in
places OF honor upon the walls OF the
gallery, which are covered with
trophies and souvenirs Of the proves Of
men of note from all over the world.
The day before Clemenceau's recent
| duel with Paul Deroulede, the fiery poet
of "Da Revanche," the maker and
breaker of ministries, scored twenty
bull's-eyes in succession, and his hand
was as steady as the Vendome column.
The same afternoon in shooting at the
manneauin or stuffed human figure. NJ.
Clemencesu landed his bullet at will In
heart or head, right arm or left arm, at
a distance OF thirty meters, and yet the
next day when they came to fight he
missed his man entirely, three times IN
succession; so great is the difference be-
tween firing for fun or in earnest.
The result of the duel just referred to
illustrates a we'll accepted proposition In
| affairs ST this kind that you can never
tell how aman will shoot In the tight by
the way he shoots before it.
remember a good illustration OF this
which happened about three years ago.
1t was on the occasion Of the duel be-
tween Camille Breyfus, a prominent
Deputy, aud the Marquis de Mores, who
considered himself mortally insulted.
Dreyfus was Justly regarded as n Of
the best pistol shots in France, and had
been praeticing for weeks at Renette's
gallery. His cartons we're the admira-
ton Of every one and rarely showed a
hole outside the inner circle. The day
before the duel GaStinne-Renette who
has q sort OF intuitive Judgment in these
things, watched NJ. Dreyfus shoot.
'sHe is sure to kill the Marquis" said
a clubmsn, who considered himself an
expert.
"He will not touch the Marquis" an
swered the veteran teacher-and he was
right.
The duel which was the talk of Paris,
took place the next morning on the Bel
gian frontier. By a fortunate combina-
ton of circumstances l was able TO be
present at il. representing a New York
daily. remember the affair particularly,
| because I had brought a Kodak along
aud photographed the duel while in
progress.
NJ. Lockroy a Cabinet Minister was
chief second on one side, and Viscount
somebody on the other. Every D was
in full afternoon dress, white gloves and
so fourth. and the affair was conducted
with exquisite politeness.
II DOM go in for fancy shooting, but
I shall kill that fellow" said De Moros,
as he left his seconds-and he meant il.
Finally all was arranged, after several
tossings for choice, and the two princi-
pals and four seconds, with a doctor on
either side, stood in their places like
frozen chessmen. Everything was silent.
Than came she command, given twice
over;
Are You reaay2p
sYeAn
EFaEun, deux, trois," the word:
cbm5 with the beat OF the seconds.
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