From the Lake Erie shore east of Toledo rose a droning peep-pop of small arms. Occasionally, the peepers' chorus was lost in the bullfrog boom of a heavy Army artillery piece sullenly bellowing from a nearby ordnance depot. Then, for nearly a mile along the lake front, the small-arms drone, insistent and incessant, was heard again. Last week, with something of the sound of mock war, the National Rifle and Pistol Matches were in full crackle at Ohio's Camp Perry. More than 1,300 sharpshooters, the deadliest of U.S. deadeyes, plunked slug after slug through the hearts of the targets.
Hundreds of spectators,...
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