The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-07-24
From the Boston

From the Boston Journal
 N O DOUBT the trap shooting and VII other events of the Palefaces at
 Wellington yesterday were brim full of interest for the sharpshooter, but the center of attraction, as on the day previous, was Mrs. Adolph Topperwein, champion woman shot of the world. Mrs. Topperwein, with her husband, gave an exhibition of fancy shooting which for daring, originality and unerring aim was little short of marvellous and probably never excelled on all three counts.
 An old trap shooter. a man with repu- tation as a fancy shooter himself, shook his head anxiously several times during her performance, and was even seen to turn away during one particularly hazard ous shot. When questioned as to why he did so he half sheepishly explained that he feared every time for the suc- cessful outcome of that demonstration. According to him 1t was all risky busi- ness-and the casual observer would gen. timely agree.
 Most of the women in the throng that pressed as close to Mrs. Topperwein as the rules would permit covered their eyes when her feats endangered or appeared to endanger the life or limbs of MT. Topperwein. They were all glad when the really hair-raising events were over, though they admired the courage of the llthtle San Antonio woman and applaud ed her every act to the echo.
 But Mrs Topperwein has enough cour- age and confidence to supply an army of men and women. She was the coolest, daring, most lighthearted one in the en- tire crowd. She hadn't quaim, and with out question it is this pronounced cour- age and confidence which carries the day successfully for the twain, who are lovers as well as husband and wife.
 Every one shivered with apprehension as the daring woman-shot punctured the five empty shells which covered the fin ger tips of her husbands hand. Two were blown to atoms quickly and with such cleverness as to inspire confidence in any doubting Thomas. When aim was taken for the third it was observed that MT. Topperwein's hand was a bit trembly. Quick as a flash the cherry, assuring voice of the wife rang out: steady, Hub by! Hold steady!' And almost before the last word was spoken the other three shells had gone up in smoke and tiny scraps of pasteboard
 The shooting of a black circle out of the corner of Mrs. Topperwein socard held at arms length by her husband was an- other feat that gave one a creepy feeling and a desire to turn ones face away, if not to run. But 1t was done as deliberate ly and as accurately as though one had cut it out with a knife and in fraction of the time.
 When Mrs. Topperwein explained that she was about to shoot at her card held edgewise in the hands of her husband and clip it in that position, only a few looked as though they anticipated enjoy ing the demonstration. It was then the old marlSsman turned his head away and sighed relievedly when the click of the barrel informed him that the feat was accomplished.
 It was as clean and pretty a thing IS one would see in lifetime of looking on at just such sport but it was a risk that few persons whether men or women, would care to otake with one they loved, simply because few people have that in- dointable confidence in themselves. It need hardly he stated that Mrs Topper vein would firmly refuse 10 permit an- other, however well qualified, to perform such spectacular feats with her husband as target. or rather the possible tar get. of their shots. No, indeed.
 The demonstrations of. the wondrous skill of this woman, who is barely more than a girl and almost an infant as far as years go in rifle or shotgun practice. followed thick and fast. She powdered tiny marbles thrown into the air with single shot; the heavens rained the yoks and whites of eggs, which broke glittering with coor-shattered with charges from a Winchester as fast as they were thrown into the sunlt air
 block of wood thrown over her shoul- der as she advanced into the field was split, caught again, driven ahead, split again and shattered by another shot from her rifle. Half a dozen eggs were thrown ir"hl soHlS ulsldHce Dehihd her over ntr shoulder in all directions and in very rapid succession. She caught every one with deadly aim.
 Oranges were blown to atoms at great distances in the air with one charge from a shotgun, and several more remarkable tests of her skill demonstrated. Then, just to show that she has courage and does not fear a rain of bullets. she knelt down and, holding a peeled potato on stick. calmly permitted her husband to