A MAN with a Shotgun said to a Bird:

　　"It is all nonsense, you know, about shooting being a cruel sport.

　　I put my skill against your cunning-that is all there is of it. It

　　is a fair game."

　　"True," said the Bird, "but I don't wish to play."

　　"Why not?" inquired the Man with a Shotgun.

　　"The game," the Bird replied, "is fair as you say; the chances are

　　about even; but consider the stake. I am in it for you, but what

　　is there in it for me?"

　　Not being prepared with an answer to the question, the Man with a

　　Shotgun sagaciously removed the propounder1.