"THE AMATEUR PHOTOGRAPHER."

Now well we all know him, for through his persistent attempts at picture making he has become almost a part of the scenery as it were. We find him in the woods and on the sea, in the foreign city and on the plains at home; in fact no height is too steep for him to climb, and—since the discovery of the magnesium flash light—no depth too deep for him to descend. With his instantaneous camera he is the terror of spooney couples, whom he surprises in quiet nooks. He constantly follows after prominent men who learn to dread the click of the drop shutter, which tells them he has bagged another victim. At horse races he is irrepressible, and goes home with his kit full of exposed plates—and great expectations—which are apt to give him, when developed, only a curious lot of dissected horses, made under full headway, some having legs and some not at all. The subject of our Photo is not an Amateur in the strict sense of the word, since his camera might be called *bogus*, but his subjects seems to enjoy "having their picture took" just as much, and the same invincible determination to get a picture or "bust the machine," which sparkles in the eye of his white brother, is shown likewise in every line of his sable countenance. Through his failures and successes in photography the amateur comes to be a good judge of pictures, and is able to appreciate good work when he sees it, and we number among our patrons many of them who are constantly surprised that we can give them such beautifully finished photographs at such reasonable prices.

Presented with compliments of

C. H. GALLUP, 292-294-296 Main St., Po'keepsie, N. Y.

NOTE.—We were awarded the highest medal for superiority on our exhibit at the last Dutchess County Fair.

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