THE REAL GRIEVANCE OFFICE.

(_Before_ Mr. Commissioner PUNCH.)

_An Official of Epping Forest introduced._

_The Commissioner._ Now, Sir, what can I do for you?

_Witness._ You can confer a favour upon me, Sir, by correcting some

sensational letters and paragraphs on "Deer-Maiming in Epping Forest,"

that have lately appeared in the newspapers.

_The Commissioner._ Always pleased to oblige the Corporation. Well, what

is it?

_Witness._ I wish to say, Sir, that deer-shooting in Epping Forest, so

far as its guardians are concerned, is not a sport, but a difficult and

disagreeable duty?

_The Commissioner._ A duty?

_Witness._ Yes, Sir, a duty; because, in fulfilment of an agreement with

the late Lords of the Forest Manors (to whom we have to supply annually

a certain amount of venison), and in justice to the neighbouring

farmers, whose crops are much damaged by the deer, we are obliged to

keep down the herd to a fixed limit.

_The Commissioner._ But how about the stories of the wounded animals

that linger and die?

_Witness._ We have nothing to do with them--we are not in fault. I mean

by "we" those who have a right to shoot by the invitation of the proper

Authorities.

_The Commissioner._ But are not the poor animals sometimes wounded?

_Witness._ Alas, yes! Unhappily the forest is infested by a gang of

poachers of the worst type, and it is at their door that any charge of

cruelty must be laid. So far as we are concerned, we kill the deer in

the most humane manner. We use rifles and bullets, and our guns are

excellent shots. As no doubt you will have seen from the report of the

City Solicitor, such deer as it has been necessary to kill, have been

shot by, or in the presence of, two of the Conservators renowned for

their humanity and shooting skill.

_The Commissioner._ It seems to me that you should put down the

poachers.

_Witness._ We do our best, Sir. You must remember the Corporation has

not been in possession very long. We have to protect nearly ten square

miles of forest land, close to a city whose population is counted by

Millions.

_The Commissioner._ Very true. Can I do anything more for you?

_Witness._ Nothing, Sir. Pray accept my thanks for affording me this

opportunity of offering an explanation. I trust the explanation is

satisfactory?

_The Commissioner._ Perfectly. (_The Witness then withdrew._)

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