The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1909-11-07

tide. left bare-and had given the men
permission to shoot.
One Saturday afternoon Patrick and
Peter and Billy, the under groom, were
gathered on the beach amusing them
selves with a rifle and a fresh box of
cartridges. The target was a good 200
yards away. With light rifle, such as
the men were using, it was a very
pretty shot TO hit one OF the outer
rings, the bulFs-eYe, through anything
but a lucky fluke, being almost impos-
sible
Mr.. Harrys givin' US a run for our
money" Peter grumbled, after splash
ing the water behind the target several
times in a vain attempt TO get his
range You'd better keep out, Billy.
This amt no easy steps for little feet. "
But Billy, with his usual aplomb, in
sisted upon trying. After his second
shot Peter deTisiveiy shouted:
Look out, Pati 1t amt safe to stand
behind him; he's likely to hit most
anything except the mark"
Billy good naturally retired and en-
gagged himself in keeping score. The
rivalry between Peter and Patrick was
keen. The latter was the older hand
at rifle shooting, but Peter was the
younger man and possessed the keener
eye. As soon as they became accus-
toned to their distance they pulled into
line, and the contest grew spirited. Pres
emily Vittorio, garden hoe in hand,
came Looping across the meadows, at
tracted by the shots. When he saw
what was toward ne dropped down on
the bank and intereStedly watched the
match. Patrick had been ahead, but
his last shot went wild and splashed
the water to the left of the target
Peter made the inner ring and pulled
the score up even. He was IN an elated
frame of mind.
Hello, Tony" he called with unwont-
ed affability as he paused to reload See
that shot? Pretty near hit the bulls
eye. You don't know how to shoot
no? Eye-talians use knives. Americans
use guns
Vittorio smiled back, pleased at be
ing so freely included in the converse
ton.
Il shoot-a more good dat. You NJ
shoOt-a straight; no hit middle" His
tone was not bOastful; he merely
dropped the remark as an unimpas-
stoned statement Of fact.
Peter had raised the rifle to his shout
der; he lowered it again to stare.
What are We givin' us?" he de-
manded. Eye think We can shoot bet
tern meg"
Vittorio shrugged. He had no desire
to hurt Peters feelings, but at the sam,
time ne saw no occasion to lie.
Course 1 shoot-a more good dat" h'
responded genially. Il shOOt-a Ions
time. You no learn how Ikea me-"
Here" said Peter, stretching tn,
rifle toward the man, 'let me see "
do it, then. Either put up or shut up
I'll show We that il amt so easy as i
looks"
VittOrio sprang to his feet with al
air of surprised delight.
You let-a me shoot? Sank YOU Sanl
you YER moch." He took the rifle II
his hand and caressed the barrel will
a touch almost loving. His eyes wer,
eager as a child's.
Here. you, Tony" Peter warned
don't get funny with that gun! Poin
it at the target"
Vittorio raised the rifle and squinteC
along the barrel; then, as an idea oc
CURED to him, he lowered ii again anC
faced the three men with his Away;
sunny smile. He had a sporting propo
sition to make.
you shoot-a more good me, my nam,
Tony. / shoot-a more good you, my
name Vittorio Emanuele, samoa d,
king. You call me VittoIfo, 1 under
stand, I come. You call me Tony,
no understand, no come"
Peter, whatever his prejudices, wa!
true to his ideals
ITS a bargain. Tony. Ye beat m.
shootin' and I'll call We any bloomin
thing We please-providin' 1 can twis
me tongue to it,
Vittorio's eyes sought Patrick's. II.
removed the pipe from his mouth ant
grunted.
ALA right" said yittorio. wv,