He! He!

Many a toxophilite gathered last week at the Westchester-Biltmore Country Club, Rye, N. Y., saw arrows shot into the air, but knew they landed and where, for the occasion was the championship tournament of the National Archery Association. Better than his fellow archers at toxophily was W. H. Palmer of Wayne Pa., whose points gave him the championship. Dr. E. K. Roberts of Ventura, Calif., was second; A. W. Lambert, of the St. Louis Listerine clan was third. For the first time in national tournament history, six golds were made at 40 yards. A gold is the innermost circle of the target, counts nine points in scoring. The target consists of a central disc, 9.6 inches in diameter, four concentric rings each 4.8 inches wide, painted respectively from within out, gold, nine points; red, seven; blue, five; black, three; white, one point. Dr. Roberts made six golds.

The non-archer who stood by, listening to toxophilites' talk, would misunderstand. To the archer the cry he-he means no silly giggle: it is the traditional cry of one archer to another in the distance. To the listener a pair is two; not so to the archer, for in toxophily three is a pair. To nock is to fit the string into the notch at the arrow's end. To fletch is to feather an arrow. In Queen Elizabeth's time (1533-1603) archery flourished, waned. Not until 1781 and the organization of the Royal Toxophilites Society, was there a revival.