Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-11-12
The Lady IN the Hunting Suit.

alone he Is frank and unafraid. In the
rare patches of earth where it is a felony
| to kill a deer at any season OF the year
and where the punishment for violation
| of the law is swift and certain, a deer
is wonderfully fearless of humans, even
living his open. rowing life. 1t is mercy
trite to say that there is something Pc
| cul!arly noble in the appearance OF deer
| .et alone his character and conduct HIS
attitudes express the unconscious grace
He is finished, work of perfection.
| Why kill him at all?
Yes, yes. ] fully understand that he
!, must die in time So must we all.
| / wonder how many genuine folk, not
sloppily sentimental folk. but just
honest d-hearted folk. really feel
sorry in the deeps of them when they
read. as they SO often read at this
season of the year, about the many
deer hunters who are killed by fellow
hunters because they have been mis-
taken for deer? Not so many as might
be supposed. one imagines. The under
signed. for one, never has been able to
| work himself into a state even remotely
approaching the lachrymose over the
accidental death of one Of these deer
hunters. On the contrary-however,
comma, however!
The deer isn't necessary for his meat.
venison is an acquired taste, like al
1 ~
taste is a necessary taste. 1t has been
many a year since the world needed
yenison for meat, if ever it really need
| ed it.
! No argument of pioneering. of blazing
the path for civilization or pushing back
| the frontiers, calls for the slaughter
ing of the deer. He is never a nuisance:
far from that. he is something beauti-
/ fnl tha hiyn n raSt
He doesn't interfere with single
human rule or regulation.
| Why shouldn't the deer have an i'm
munity bath-universally and forever?
] But we ramble away from that snap
shot.
| Not long ago Gelett Burgess. the
linimitable. said witty thing.
/ "A mustache on woman Is pad
enough" said he, but on man II Is
| unspeakable"
Turning that around. If 1t be neces-
sary for a man to kill a deer. why
should "A woman do it?
| The craving for that Nfmrod reputa-
ton is latent in some men, why should
| a woman be ambitious to shine In that
| kind of a spotlight?
! Once an Englishwoman. at whose home
/ 7 made weekend visit, spent a most
idrearyful half-hour (for mel in show
| ing me the antlers of a lot OF animals
| that she had killed in various quarters
of the world
4 This harteDeeSte Il tHlHh tHdt . shC
name of it, she had caught rlgnt ne
tween the eyes in Bechuanaland. South
Africa; this bull moose she had plugged
up in the Algonquin country OF Sahada;
this red deer she had sifted the lead
into n couple of hundred miles from
Nairoba, this reindeer she mad shot
smack through the heart up In the
Yukon country.
| One of her grown daughters was play
| ing Chopin on the piano in the music
| room as this mother of flock of young
| 'uns dragged me around the place and
nointed out the deceased bone substances
of the poor animals she had snot.
didn't like her. l was glad when the
week end was up and | was able to ac-
complish the rapid getaway.
| Antlerso We can speak only for our
selves; but there's something grisly about
antIers. Why not just as well exhibit
and exploit the dead hoofs of the slaugh-
tered beasts?
| And, '.in the last analys as Mr.. J.
| Cannon 81 loves to say. what particular
credit or glory is there in standing off at
a perfectly safe and sane distance and
| boring a hole or some holes in AN ant
Tered beast, SO that the antlers may be
| nasted above the library mantel?
| ANYBODY who can hit the large bulp g.
| eve in q shooting gallery on the lower
part of Pennsylvania avenue. six sfOts
| for 10 cents, could about do the same
thing. Where's the nutriment in the way