The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-08-06

"You know. Mr.. GiMatd, that It y q
custom peculiar to Shot6ver House to
open the seasonwwtth what b ealled Z
Shotovsr driver 717as IS ~
\ heard Alderdene talking about 4, =
be aaid, sdIllngly inspecting the giFi's
attire Of khaki with its buttoosd peck
sts. gun pads and Cosseck cartridge
loops, and the tan knee kits hanging
heavily plated OVER CATERS and little
thick soled shoes. He had never cared
very much to zee women aHel1. FOR. In
. rare cast where thers was no alfec.
tation. thsre was something else In.
born that he found unpleasant-some,
thing lacking about q woman who
could take life from frightened Wild
things, something shocking that NO.
man could look, unmoved, upon q
twitchins. blood soiled heap Of feath.
err at her feet. stiss
Meanwhile Dawson, dog whip at a.
lute, stood knee deep among his rest.
less settlers explaining the ceremony
with which Mr.. Ferrall ushered In the
opening Of each shooting season.
''lts our own idee, Miss Landis," b.
said proudly. "Onc't q season Mr.. Fer
rail- and his guests likes It for mixed
bag. It's Z sort Of picnic. miss. Thu
guns 4 in pairs, sixty yards apart In
line, an the rules d walk straight
ahead, dogs to heel until first cover i
reached: 1re straight or to quarter
never blankin' nor wipin' no eyes, and
ground game counts az feathers for the
shotover cup"
"Oh! It's skirmish line that walk,
straight ahead r said Siward, nodding
straight ahead, sir. No stoppin', NJ
turnin' for hedges, fences. water o.
rock. There II boats f'r deep watel
and fords marked and corduroy f'r Il
pass the Seven Dreens. Luncheon a
/, miss. an hours rest then st1aigh
on over hill. valley. rock and river Il
the rondyvoo atop Osprey ledge. You'l
see the poles and the big nests, cir
It's theren they score for tho cup anf
there when the bag ID counted tn
traps are ready to carry you home
again." And to siward: "Will yos
draw for your lady. sir7 It = the Gus
tom"
"Are you my 1adyr" he asked
turning to Sylvia.
"Do you want mef
In the smiling luster OF her eyes tn
tiniest spark flashed out at him, [
hint at defiance for somebody. perhaps
for Major Belwether, who had takel
considerable palms to enlightep her q
to siward's condition the night be
fore; perhaps also for Quarter, VIII
had naturally expected to act a. he
gun bearer in emergencies.
~I'm probably poor shot," she said
looking smilingly straight into 81
| wards eyes. "But II you'll take me-
II viii with pleasure" he iaid
Dawson, do we draw for position
Very we'll, then" And he drew
slip Of paper from the box offered b,
the head keeper.
mo. T." said Sylvia, looking over hi
| shoulder. 'tCome out to the startinI
line, Mr.. Siward. All the positions ar
marked with golf disks. What soE
| Of ground have we ahead, DawSour
kind o stif, miss" grinned til
keeper. "Pity your gentleman ain
drawed the meadows an Gachem hil
line. Will you choose your dog. sirf''
ssYou have your dog, you know" OF
served Sylvia demurely, and eiwatd
| giancing among the impatient setter
Fsaw ona white, heavily feather6d 90
streaming ct his leash and Vaughn
ft6uticAi1y. brown eyes dxsd On him.
The nAxt moment Haeamofe NJ
ess% deIeqring ~ mast~ M =