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 Fishing and
 Shooting Sketches

 BY
 GROVER CLEVELAND

 Illustrated by
 HENRY S. WATSON

 NEW YORK
 THE OUTING PUBLISHING COMPANY
 1906




 COPYRIGHT, 1901, 1902, 1903, 1904, BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING CO.
 COPYRIGHT, 1903, 1904, 1905, 1906, BY THE INDEPENDENT.
 COPYRIGHT, 1903, BY THE PRESS PUBLISHING CO.
 COPYRIGHT, 1905, BY THE COUNTRY CALENDAR.
 COPYRIGHT, 1906, BY THE OUTING PUBLISHING COMPANY.

 Entered at Stationers' Hall, London, England.

 _All Rights Reserved._

 THE OUTING PRESS
 DEPOSIT, N. Y.




 [Illustration: From Copyright Photo, by Pach.
                      Yours truly
                         Grover Cleveland]




 CONTENTS


                                                  PAGE

 THE MISSION OF SPORT AND OUTDOOR LIFE              3
 A DEFENSE OF FISHERMEN                            19
 THE SERENE DUCK HUNTER                            49
 THE MISSION OF FISHING AND FISHERMEN              79
 SOME FISHING PRETENSES AND AFFECTATIONS          111
 SUMMER SHOOTING                                  139
 CONCERNING RABBIT SHOOTING                       153
 A WORD TO FISHERMEN                              165
 A DUCK HUNTING TRIP                              179
 QUAIL SHOOTING                                   197




The Mission of Sport and Outdoor Life


I am sure that it is not necessary for me, at this late day, to dwell
upon the fact that I am an enthusiast in my devotion to hunting and
fishing, as well as every other kind of outdoor recreation. I am so
proud of this devotion that, although my sporting proclivities have at
times subjected me to criticism and petty forms of persecution, I make
no claim that my steadfastness should be looked upon as manifesting the
courage of martyrdom. On the contrary, I regard these criticisms and
persecutions as nothing more serious than gnat stings suffered on the
bank of a stream--vexations to be borne with patience and afterward
easily submerged in the memory of abundant delightful accompaniments.
Thus, when short fishing excursions, in which I have sought relief
from the wearing labors and perplexities of official duty, have been
denounced in a mendacious newspaper as dishonest devices to cover
scandalous revelry, I have been able to enjoy a sort of pleasurable
contempt for the author of this accusation, while congratulating myself
on the mental and physical restoration I had derived from these
excursions. So, also, when people, more mistaken than malicious, have
wagged their heads in pitying fashion and deprecated my indulgence
in hunting and fishing frivolity, which, in high public service, I
have found it easy to lament the neglect of these amiable persons
to accumulate for their delectation a fund of charming sporting
reminiscence; while, at the same time, I sadly reflected how their
dispositions might have been sweetened and their lives made happier if
they had yielded something to the particular type of frivolity which
they deplored.

I hope it may not be amiss for me to supplement these personal
observations by the direct confession that, so far as my attachment to
outdoor sports may be considered a fault, I am, as related to this
especial predicament of guilt, utterly incorrigible and shameless. Not
many years ago, while residing in a non-sporting but delightfully
cultured and refined community, I found that considerable indignation
had been aroused among certain good neighbors and friends, because it
had been said of me that I was willing to associate in the field with
any loafer who was the owner of a dog and gun. I am sure that I did not
in the least undervalue the extreme friendliness of those inclined to
intervene in my defense; and yet, at the risk of doing an apparently
ungracious thing, I felt inexorably constrained to check their kindly
efforts by promptly conceding that the charge was too nearly true to be
denied.

There can be no doubt that certain men are endowed with a sort of
inherent and spontaneous instinct which leads them to hunting and
fishing indulgence as the most alluring and satisfying of all
recreations. In this view, I believe it may be safely said that the true
hunter or fisherman is born, not made. I believe, too, that those who
thus by instinct and birthright belong to the sporting fraternity and
are actuated by a genuine sporting spirit, are neither cruel, nor greedy
and wasteful of the game and fish they pursue; and I am convinced that
there can be no better conservators of the sensible and provident
protection of game and fish than those who are enthusiastic in their
pursuit, but who, at the same time, are regulated and restrained by the
sort of chivalric fairness and generosity, felt and recognized by every
true sportsman.

While