Versed in archery's polite rather than practical aspects, most U. S. archers might find it difficult to transfix rabbits with their points but they are familiar with the graceful phraseology, the wayward ceremony of their sport. If someone were to shout "He! He!" they would answer in kind this time-honored hail of one toxophilite to another. Their bows are made of lemonwood, their arrows of cedar or pine. Last week, 150 of the foremost U. S. toxophilites gathered at Canandaigua, N. Y., for the 51st annual championship of the National Archery Association.
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