"You shoot no more in this camp, young man," insisted the professor. "It's all right for those who know how, but you endanger our lives with your irresponsible actions."
"All right, Butler, I will now throw my hat up from behind you.
You will turn and shoot at it when I give the word," said the captain.
The first shot Tad missed the hat by some three or four rods. How the boys did shout and jeer at him!
"I did better than you. I trimmed the professor's whiskers," declared
Chunky.
Tad nodded to McKay that he was ready for another shot.
"Don't shoot this time until you see the hat. Shoot a little under rather than over it. The natural tendency is always to overshoot, whatever one is shooting at."
Bang!
The hat in the air jumped as if it had received a sudden blow as Tad whirled and let go.
"You've graduated. Next!"
Rector missed five shots. Walter fanned the rim, then they called a halt in the practice.