When he comes down half-dressed, blinking and rubbing his eyes, shout at him:
"Come out! Your birds are all being shot to pieces!"
"Are they?" he will say. "But what can I do about it? I can't help it! I'm no game warden."
"Put on your clothes, get your shot-gun and come out and drive off the killing gang."
"But what good will that do? They will come back again."
"Not if we do our duty. We must have them arrested, and appear against them in court."
"But," says the sleepy citizen, "That won't do much good. The laws are not strict enough; and besides, they are not well enforced, even as they are!"
"Then let's make it our business to see that the present laws are enforced, and go to our members of the legislature, and have them pass some stronger laws."
And this brings me to a very important subject: