Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-01-19
FALL|ERES' DAY OFF
Shooting Quail and Pheasants
With M. L0ubet
ON GOVERNMENT PRESERVES
Swap Tales of Narrow Escapes From
Amateur Shots
JAURES AND THE MERINO
How Rostand Winged a Colonial
Adventures of Tame Radper-
AURES AND THE MERINO
How Rostand Winged a Colonial
Adventures of Tame Badger
Coquelin's Wild Boar.
cial Correspondence Of The Star.

Special Correspondence of The Star.
PARIS, January Z, 1907.
Two grizzled, ruddy-faced old Frenchmen
tramped through scrub-wood, gun in hand
in the chill haze of French winter morn
ing.
In spite Of their rough appearance they
were the two most distinguished men of
France The sturdy little one, in his day,
has received and visited the car like a
brother, Edward lie cousin, and Alfonso
like an uncle. And the other, putting his
imposing bulk through yellow plantagenet,
must return that day to ministers, ambas-
sailors and protocol
They were taking day off, with pants In
easy boots, in flannel shirts, old sack coats
and soft hats, among the quail and pheas-
ants, like two farmers
See that oak?" laughed the smaller.
"Once it saved me from the shotgun of
glorious French poet, Rostand by name.
He was asked with Alfred Mezieres and
Loti-who can shoot, and who came Wills
pering to Commandant Lamy: 1 m uneasy,
there is RoStand filling up the parrel OF MS
gun with cartridges.
Its a repeater the great poet OBJ
served when the commandment changed
pieces with him as a compliment; but he
strolled along so mild and gentle, with up
lifted ewes. and murmuring about the
mauye tones of the morning, that no one
was prepared for his quick action Bang.
bang, colonial here fresh from Alslcrs
claimed his hand to the wounded spot. i m
wingedv he cried, and spent the rest OF the
day trying to pick out the bird-shot with
the aid of hand-mirror. AS for Rostand,
thew were subconSciouS movements, out Of
imitation. Yes, l shot some p PEASANTS"
no said negligently at the luncheon table,
then continued about the pale mauve tints
of the morning.
When Jaures Shot the Ram.
"Strange coincidence" said the French
president-you know by this time it was
Fallieres and Loubet. Il was back of that
same tree when Jaures shot the old merino
ram. Emile, it is truly a day off that you
are giving me. You'll come again?"
You see, the protocol agrees that when a
president asks an eX-presdent for a day s
shooting in the Rambouillot preserves he
need not, perhaps ought not. invite lesser
men, The day off thus becomes day of
safety from these extraordinary functions
called the presidents official hunts, to
which, not skill with gun, but hierarchcal
position and celebrity in arts and letters
ewes the right to invitation.
They do these things better in France.
What would Roosevelt say were he forced
to lug VIM. Dean Howells, Robert Under
wood Johnson Dr.. Loeb. Senator Plat, st:
GaudenS and President Eliot or Harvard
with him on bear hunt?
OF course advantages go with the obliga-
ton Rambouillet chateau is an historic
nile brought up to date with every modern
convenience The French state gives it to
the president for country residence. The
grounds and forest are stocked splendidly
with game And if the president is asked
to make his hunts rewards of civil merit
the government pays the bills royalty.
They were alone-almOSt, the president
and NJ. Loubet side by side, with the con-
fidential chief of yclist-detectives for load
or. a commandment to pass the guns; three
forest guari Is with the dogs and direction
Of the heaters; old Martin. NJ. Loubet's IA
vorite garde-ch to help get the birds;
and a photographer and his assistant.
4 bunch of quail starts up. NJ. Loubet
shoots with both eyes OPEN in what they
call the old manner, his left arm stretched
out stiff beneath the barrel his body turned
tn the side, while he stands stiffiy erect.
The butt of the gun passes in front of his
chest touching the shoulder loosely. The
president shoots in the Canadian man
ner." not shoulderng at ALL Bang! bang,
Always Gets Seven Birds.
Bang, bang!
Got them all, Martini
Yes M'sieur president"
How many, Martini"
Seven, Nj sieur TPresioant"' CThey say
that Martin always gets seven)
What did you say of 1ures and the
ram?" asked NJ Loubet, as they lighted