The morning call., 1894-08-26

exuding in the hot broling sun might have
rusted his gun-barrel and he would be
blown into nebula. Not a gun-barrel of
the eighteen burst aud each one of the
shooters killed or crippled twenty-five of
the gentest birds. seven more of them shot
five more apiece, and some twenty of them
succeeded in getting away with only few
shot In their bodies, only to be potled by
the less aristocratic bur more needy
shooters in the woods beyond.
The day was a beautiful one. rather
warm in the sun of course, but Just as nice
as one could wish under the trees and in
the stand. Over where the birds were
cooped it must have been particularly un-
comfortable.
They were crowded in closely together
and the little breeze that was blowing was
kept from them by the big tarpaulin
thrown over the coops. 1t might have
been happy release for them even when
they were placed in the traps, too dazed to
fly when the traps were sprung, and they
had TO be scared into fl ght by the use OF
a big rope.
Fully half Of them had to be raised in
this manner. Several times doves which
had been slightly hit flew into the grand
stand, and The blood dripping from their
wounds spotted the white dresses OF some
of the buds. The birds were really so
badly scared they had not presence of mind
to fly anywhere else to have their necks
wrung.
In the morning the shooters shot the
first dozen birds apiece TO go on the sea-
sons score. In the afternoon they were
in turn
! blue colors, the other red, to shoot the re-
naming thirteen, the highest individual
score to entitle the maker to the handsome
Shreve trophy cup.
The blues were successful. bagging 1873
birds out of possible 225 The individual
scores were: Fred r. Webster 20, A. G.
| Tubbs 81, R. Oxnard q. w. G. futile 90,
r. 3. Woodward %. j. Downey Harvey 10,
| W. Donohoe 81, w. B. Tubbs 20, f. D.
Anterior Is.
The reds got only 181 birds. as follows
r. II. SpragGe q, C. E. Worden II, F. w.
Tallant 20. J. D. Grant %, w. s. Kittle 20.
W. II. Howard 20. Alex Hamilton q,
George B. Sperry 10, Andrew Jackson 81.
| 1t early developed that R. B. Woodward
of the blues and Joe Grant of the reds
were shooting strongest, and bets were
even that either would win the Shreye
cup.
1t was nip and tuck until about the
twentieth round, when Grant missed his
bird. he followed this by another, leav-
ing him only %.
When Woodward stepped up to the trap
for his last shot he had % to his credit.
and when he filed the dove full of hot lead
all cheered enthusiastically.
He had % executions to his credit, as
many as the hangman at Fort Smith, and
the cup was his.
r. 3. Kittredge of the Westchester
County Club of New York acted as ref
cree, and very accommodatingly pro-
noupced the birds dead after the marks
men had filled them full of holes.
But he could not prevent the birds from
suffering IT being trampled upon. and he
looked with some disgust at the field
where from any time from 10 in the morn
ing till in the afternoon half dozen
crippled birds could be seen, suffering as
they waddled away from the fusillade that
brought their fellows down.
1t was not even refined cruelty. Anv
butcher would have made a better Job of
it. But butchery. as it was came to an end
at last.
The drags and the brakes, the spider.
phaetons and the talIy-hos were turned
/ hotelward. They spun along the road,