" (2) "Aim properly." (3)
"Squeeze the Triger properly." (4) "Call the shot."
We had but just started, and Mademoiselle had taken the car
and gone back to the Adams's residence to bring out Mr. Adams,
as she considers gun-shooting as dangerous, when a farmer with
to dogs came over a fense and objected, saying that it was
Sunday and that his cows were getting excited anyhow and would
probahly not give any milk.
"These are War times," I said, in a dignafied manner. "And
if you are doing nothing for the country yourself you should at
least allow others to do so."
He was a not unreasonable tipe and this seemed to effect
him. For he sat down on one of our stools and said:
"Well, I don't know about that, miss. You see----"
"Captain," I put in. Because he might as well know that we
meant business.
"Captain, of course!" he said. "You'll have to excuze me.
This thing of Women in War is new to me. But now don't you think
that you'll be doing the country a service not to interfere with
the food supply and so on?" He then looked at me and remarked:
"If I was you, miss or Captain, I would not come any to clost to
my place.
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