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JOHNSON On the Banks of the Wabash, [Illustrated.... ..............++5: eee See ee, Pe GEnE S. PorTER On Reddy’s Bar, A Plumb Lake Episode, Poem,............ seeceee cess cess eee eee uees E, E, Hickox EEE EE CERO ee Eee ee eee A. WHITEHEAD cS oS wc nsciern nicinin mia Steir om Alc o'ee os Kelafaia aisles owas ewes W.H. H. Turkey Hunting...--...--.-.-- 02-22... cee cece ect e cece eee e cee: eee cee ne re ceeen anes TurkEy HunTER ct vw clas sim dbs ahha e'cic.enmc, sulvvedccsce dvs ceudedue W. H. NEtson A Trial at the Geese............-... Sables s nn Seren 2.6 uth iotao mols, « on, xisteeting «ws. aie. eae oS J. H. V. Bacue Camp Song. gif os Giswiave, cfs a,0\0-- wia/nie's.00.0%e'e > ecere le iisiaaie e:oc.e wes Hate Howarp RICHARDSON A Day with the Ducks..... ........... .. Me erate son eae! «iti sats =. » wShegowsbles Puiuip C. LockE TONGS, «Sox sw m= eee ce cence theses veceetercccegtscaseneciens J. L. OSTRANDER SI OT GATING, POC... ....... 0 ceccewcccccacencs 2 ESSE tc oars 5 ete ae ema A. M. Bowman A Beginning on Quails.....-.. » aS SRE eee oe Ma die a aoe wine See vive ee P J. A. MACKENZIE A Squirrel Hunt in West Virginia............ RM ering a's era, sain 3 « arapeat scttin Tuomas H. Hupson A Trip to the Maine Woods. Illustrated...................4.- dnc cae 2c ek Meekistn oe F. M. Sp1EGLE IITs paw > sy wees case eee ase. cee resegecssccticacccce sencnscrcnesesancreune CaAZADOR The El)k and the Setter........... Otte rte fie ricer Mis CO. . chant Gxbrdc titan % fx parnateed we BooNE Returning IPI RT me TISELATCG oi icin cis laisyoda sala nc cfoe cc décie’e gnaeu> eee baws ue C. B. Merriam Am Angling Experience. ...-....... 2.2.62. ee nee cece eee e cece eee e ten ee eee ees H. F, HersHry TINA OCI. 55 ccs on icc ccccc menses setasccen scenes cseessecss MRL e age F. S, Dickson MMIMEGEDS 5000 ac0s o oars. ancesscecdevccess EP SES CRS er ee ee Dy Bs JE CE OR SoS eee eee Pee ee eA ITA ns « Scere ueiatateuos' W. H. NELSon The Song EN SRS SBME Snect SOCEs Sct tt ae ... BALDWIN SEARS USS ulaNiny yew cose cue eee wees ieee oh CS SRE Se ee ee oc Jas. WEIR, JR., M.D. i MPUATEOr OGG ANG Caribou. ...-..-..:-.-20.-.2..0s25 seceeee ev eeeseeees cence A.J. STONE Two Trout MINED s iv oles <8 See eee te ee eee een cere sec eceee vendenees C. E. HANSEN Re sn eicieate eracieujon be balg sap nee aeneee Uedeseedn sd naceee HERB A Tragedy in the Maine Woods. [Illustrated........ Mabitedetanters faisk ne aati, «2 a pla Wo. E. CorFrin Peer omteowitnh & Camera, Illustrated. .... 1.0... 00.0. ce keen se genes ceenceeeeee= A. E, STANFIELD Senne SEEM PGRORrICs, Jilustrated..... 2.0.0... ccc cs cece cece ecenscccssccece saaee J. M. SLovENSKY Bass Fishing and Springwater. HUlnstrateclmmicie sc caeie tis ctiacts ects’ avis sda 6 0 Tease 'dpiactan J. A. MACKENZIE Trout Gummoomemenwor Creek, Illustrated. ........... 2.1 cceeee sees es ecenesccccene tercesees C. L. MEYER PPUITEIOT OT Bacle Bar......-..- 5.0... 20sec sees accueseeosersenecs pciite baie A. L. VERMILYA A Grouse Hunt in the Trinity Mountains....................... APC ee Ao eee at D. S, BALLARD IID Sts 5 Sone cece 5 yee een nace tee sncencnsnenncsieteesennedenes Wm. M. HunpLey _ A New Experience in Millinery,.......... ee ease Toons as sacks |v seen Sams GENE S. PorTER A Contract. Poem....... er ec as tcc nf eek cia <6. eh 0 so qnistem wie Seis 8 0h I, N. CAMERA ecw occ ceccecckencccednve co cogs SE ne os ie’ o Sai ae elas Epwarp E. Roy ' The Harmless Hog. Poem......... Bc eicthatade Bee Haine ip sec cac's Ren hts a Suleeink 4a teas? W. H. THompson Three Days in the Hot Country. ........... eee le arate ae aoe wine yn wivlinig oa slewing s F, S. ONDERDONK ’ A Clean Miss......... SS eM ae sls aie vie ehs s/viigd o ove! vajuine fans age wie G. L. CABLE Hunting on the Pungwae River. Illustrated...... . et a. de a Pm touts a 5 A, C. HuMBERT EOS ole nev Cie on 'sistaih Wis Wn.a Blase Spe cians nae Sines dejncaebsenchsnace E. J. Myers . EES SESE) Ss JC WiLecox SE Se W. P. MacHEnry CT MMMMGG@ROURG, lHlustrated ..... 2.2... . 5... eee eee cence ee cee eeedeneees ALLAN BROOKS | The Gypsy Moth in M ssachusetts. Illustrated ...............ccec ee cee eee ee eee A. H. KirKLAND _ The Wild Goose as a Domestic Bird, [Illustrated......................005 cee NorMAN Pomeroy, JR. /ame Fallacies of Cormier’s Kippewa. Illustrated......... 0.0.0.5 ..... ce ceee eee cee ee eeees Ww. A. W. see cen wee en sinc ans cca nceceirs sceedersbennndeammncadss A. J. STONE Douglas’ Squirrel. Oe Rem en ere) ok Sc Sodus s oaveteleedee. sax ALLAN Brooks Hard Lines at Kitchawan.. AS GL od ER Sere na een G. A. Mack When the Frost Comes Out the Gambo rhe Ee ire ia Sas ares wnclvn sana Pages ws STANLEY SNOW . ~ Optimism seer oreteie ni Nieto clays ociS sve Fiala alv'y ocean c bem wees eee A. L, VERMILY4 Hunting the Blue Grouse with Revolver, Illustrated ................eeeeeee eee Le C. Burnett, JR. PAGE PAGE The Passing of the Wild. Fowl).n5 fs.ic5 etree tee pees eat Se aele oe iscnil aecteie se By he A, S. DOANE 197 Spare the Minstrels.............. Pee eee eee ans 0 save Sesebecnns seoee- A. L. VERMILYA 198 Peary and the Pole, Poem.....ce..cscccccscscecsenccssnces ce tepece Sewarccecccrscsncce »». A, L, VERMILYA 228 How I Got Even With My Guide. p22) -. C7101. 20 2-uber deh §- ore eae -.. FRANK SEAMAN 236 “It made frantic efforts to reach a place of safety ”..... .......seseeceseeee eens asnees FRONTISPIECE 248 An Alaskaa!Moose Hunt, IWustrated... 0.22. 240. 550 ieras chee top ieee amis Jah ena Joun C. CAMPBELL 249 Ducking on the Susquehanna............ ...... nb sia ho SAS Su OREE ee ou bieden Tate? aeteeeee F,. ZIMMERMAN 251 Fishin’. ( Poem? illustrated). 3) nts 1. Siiadiecs anni sate oe Oe Ree eee eee seeeesWM. A, THOMSON 253 American White-Fronted Goose. Axser albifrons gambeli. ‘Blestraedd aoe dcelaes rae Sree ALLAN BRooKs 254 Second Annual Meeting. Report of the President; ‘-Tlustrated .<+:...-.........00e doe ee eee eee 255 The Emancipation of Jady. Illustrated.............--.-..-. A EAS A How. L. A. HurrMan 261 Why the Biggest One Got Away. Illustrated..... -..........-seeeeeee eases a Gene. S. PorTER 265 Forest Protection. sHHastrated:. 00... . iden. eec eae eee ee es sees eee Rica oral Dr. Joun C. Girrorp 269 Th Paradise icc 26 coc a's oc oe cde de sob as Shap incel! hotles aetna Ee aa aereneta erie tee eoees .e+-0---E, J. MEYERS 273 The Hoary Marmot. pits taucatus: | Mitistrated sac eee eee oa ates eee a SES tre ALLAN Brooks 276 Coming Home. Poem......-.......226 cceeneee snes couse seceecteccemenners+coceccners FRANK FARRINGTON 277 Leroux’s Garcon. Poem.........0..cceccccecccceces: ve teens pees pecs cscnae tones cos Wt. n anes ‘‘T saw a big Polar bear helping himself vigorously ae we. eeeee. FRONTISPIECE, BY Kari RuUNGIUS 330 A Race with a Polar’ Bear, * Hiustrated. 29.552. as... mec si oon eee eee Capt. S. S, BopFisH 331 Fishing for Grayling in the Au Sable, Illustrated........ 0 ssc. seeee sees eee eee G. A. WARBURTON 335 Hunting Bear with a::22. : Tlustrated eens a oss seine nis mie'pls oeple ste tise eae ee Dr. A. C. WHEELER 336 A Canoe'Trip to'Gkeechobee: ° Hiustrated >. ime..5 6.) sn. atete te cesar C. O. MosELty 337 Under the Old’ Beech Trees.: Poem.» :Wlustrated, ..'...-. 5.005. hehe cs cccudas seme eee MoncurE BuRKE 34t Pushing a Muskalonge. [Illustrated................. ra eg aonte OSES PEE tt ae a E. E. Hickox 342 The Allard-Pablo Buffalo Herd. [Illustrated..... Melacss EO Ne eG ota dC eee ..--PRoF, M,J. Etrop 347 To Dash: Poems. Bed. edie e Sie aie o'e Wins ow alete win otetrlals sheteicpiote ol heisiars ete nial te) Seer BoonE 348 Some Good Heads, ~allustrated. css s. 05. Se awcbanet ceec.d parents bark otro are ar eee do Car. oe 349 The Maple Sugar and Syrup Industry, [Illustrated............... had lind bay eae Dr. Joun G, GirForD 351 How Dr: Harrison Hunts) - Wilustrateds.. <2 ccs we eit ces Select wiclele oeleie s ecb aietomtelers W. H. Harrison 353 The Pacific Mink, /utorius vison energumenos (Bangs). Illustrated........... tes teek oem ALLAN BRooks 355 Three. Busters from a: Blind. Wlustrated sco. chek cise cle feta eieieie wintoiste le alo ely 'aictaicele teletee ie a eee eee HERB 357 Some New League Members, Tlustratedss soc sc: aacct. 2838 ce ba cc wlcie lave ss a ocee cele st eclee MOE Reece 359 Caught by Accident; — Tlhustratedinnc. deci Ss cccck clare! coin atererelave Draseverst abe ale se Slew oles SISPORTS sols atc eee ne 360 Camping on the Tongue River..-.-.....-. ALLL RES EROeREe sass wh bea bed td Raa eo hce Sa ee J. H.AGER 36 A Mountain Hunt im Oregon. ..---...-----cecee cece cece cece eee e eee e cece eeweceecnenes STANLEY HEFBERT 363 An Appeal for the Buffalo Bill..0.....000:cccccsccccecseceeerinn weeteccegenstmecnee Hon. W. D. Jenkins 364 A Hunt in Routt County, Col...---.-.-...22 ee eee cece ec cc eee erence cence eee ceeeeee Dr. E. W. WaGoxER 365 OT Ferg at FAI os cee cin Sein Gam oa aieicne biome ace Re nan re ere FRONTISPIECE, BY Capt. C. B. HUDSON 4a The Angler’s Passion, . lilustrated os. es satis wets esnaterons sfeterere anole meer rate ata la clatter ee G. A. WARBURTON 413 Curlew in Little Rhoda; * Mlustrateds .s ssn ees swe re cine einisie eeteete erate eae aeeenere J.B. Dunn, JR. 4:7 The Hooded Merganser. Tinsteated* occa ey Bee. ete ee eee I Suite neem era ALLAN Brooks. 418 The Song My Good Reel Sings. Poem.........-. ce eee eect eee eee cece eet ee ceeeeeee es F. C. REED 421 How Beavers Work and Live, ~Tilustrated: i262. 5. oo aoa te ces « wie sinaes o's 4 steele eer T. BicKFORD 422 A Grizzly at Close Range...........--..-..:. eee eee eee eo cee StS ede selalclls ticle babe side ee F.C. HowE 424 Hunting the White Caribou. Tllustrated o.0 ay oc es eee cnet leucine = he aisles Rete eee en S.-C. Ee saez7 He, She and It. Poem...................+eeeeee eee wielelC bio e ea ee Oe ous aoe ee wee Sct eore ene EILEEN E. SYME 431 The Fish We Used to Catch. Poem.... .......-.....+- Oe on eat ota S bon ter JoE LINCOLN 433 The Northwestern Skank... ‘Tlustréted.... 2c 2.0 5c ele eee he dena ete = einer .++-. ALLAN BROOKS 434 A June Morning on a Trout Brook, Illustrated.... .......+ssse reese eee es < eres H. A. Scotr, M.D? aa3 A Spring Time Idyl, Poem................ ese cence ee cence cece reece cee e cence cneeenes A. L. VERMILYA 43€ A Cruise Beyond Sunday..---.----------+--- BE SOE a eC boece ae sobc et Toho US best oc H. M. Evans 439 Pure Ameriean Bloods sock certo ot ates ~~ Lae aipve taltte siete otatetatete wis latte ateietoteie eiieiatete Lr. C. F. O’Keers, U.S. V. 440 Uncle John’s Story..--.--.---seeec cece eee eee errr eee e ence eens Sei taste c 5 Rees obs lyoely Mane ¢ S.B. .4 The Race’ Horse: Cases. cee ce grease eels - = seve ec naieieless ctateratorsl ele el nis)oein Sen er ac Hon. W. A. RicHARDS 443 A Vile. Pest, POem ic. fe 0h cess ciate «clock Ue oc ltee x: bigs Setlergtar ete = ete si A W. H. NELSON 448 The League of American SpPOLtsWSM esc... ...cce ec siees ssetic sel susie penance ti 54, 139, 224, 307; 39, 471 From the Game Fields...... 34, 116, 199, 285, 367, 449 | Pure and Impure Foods..... 62, 146, 231, 314, 390, 477 Fish and Fishing Pe aes a ohh 43> 1245 267, 202)°375,457 | BOOK NotiGes «: <. <0’. + oc cee ceteaaen ee 151, 399, 480 Guns and Ammunition...-. .. 46, 130, 213, 297, 378, 462 | Editor’s Corner... ........... 57, 142, 227, 12, 400, 482 Natural History -...-...-.... 50, 135, 219, 303, 384, 466 | Publisher’s Notes. . ----.... 59> 143) 229, 313, 40", 483 Forestry--.-.---.... Lente eeeee 65, 147, 234, 317, 393, 475 | Amateur Photography ..-.-. 77, 159, 241, 323, 425- 487 NUMBER 1 VOLUME XII. JANUARY 1900 toca COPY © AMATEUR PHOTO BY F. M. BOOTH. CAPO RE DrA IWeED SOU PRISE. Winner of 24th prize in RECREATION’S 4th Annual Photo Competition. PUBLISHED BY G. 0. SHIELDS (COQUINA) 23 WEST 241TH ST. NEW YORK Z. 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D..... oe aie Gea yaaa 69 Beeeeeemeeene:) TURKEY HUNTER --.-.,-:--- 14 With Slaves Afier Sheep and Caribou. A. J. A Plea for the Birds, Poem. W. H. Masson: PAN SRLS Tan TES ApS 27 oe aie aes ani 7 A Trial at the Geese. J. H. V. Bacne.......... 17| Two Trout Stories. C. E. Hansen............ 73 Camp Song. Poem. HareHowarp Ricuarpson. 17) A Continuous Performance. Hers .. ......... 74 A Day with the Ducks, Pur C. Locke.... 13 | From the Game Fields... -..----.--.--.:..0.. 34 An Afternoon in the Woods. J.1. Osrranver. 19 ras and Fishing...-.. Bfolels iclehiok crcusisieicistetesutetiiaie’sis-4 43 bastitn' uns anid AMMUNItION. 1) ove 225< 00 cess cones on o> GO = ~_ cate eine. “ips pee ee. atavel PAIRED US Senter res chides sce 2a, Relee es 50 A Beginning on Quails, J. A. Mackenzie .--. 21) qhe League of American Sportsmen ......... 54 > | Editor's Cormer..:..........+..0.00.- 0-2 eee 57 A Trip to the Maine Woods. Illustrated. F. Publisher’s Department COO PEI IO ODS O ci r6 oN. 59 M. 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Sportsman’s Cabinet A Place for Everything from the Rifle to the Fish-Hook SLLILSL LISA LL LL SSS LISSA Quartered Oak Front Polished Finish Claw Feet a * n i pe fe 6% D ae derisey —82 ins. High; 37 ins. Wide; 16% ins. Deuble-Thick Glass Doors No. Oe Writing and-Loading Table Well crated for shipment to all parts Parge Enough for Eight Guns of the country. Taxidermist ornaments are not included. De, SIZE OF GLASS, 28x45 This cabinet makes a favorite holiday gift. Last season we were stam- peded with orders, You should order early to insure shipment in time, WEST END FURNITURE CO., Manufacturers WILLIAMSPORT, PA. i RECREATION. OU are going South this winter for recreation, rest, relaxation. The winter resorts are open now. You can ride over the Queen & Crescent Route and Southern Ry. from snowy north to sunny south, your sleeper, diner, smoking room, easy chair, all at hand. 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No conditions are attached to this We ask for no advance payment, no deposit. We pay all freightin advance. Our object in offering these terme ts fo give everyone an opportunity to eramine the Wing Piano free of expense or risk. Over 18,000 Wing Pianos Manufactured and sold in 3@ Years (since 1868). We will Send Free on Request ‘“‘ The Book of Complete Information about Pianos,” 118 pages, handsomely bound in cloth. Everyone who intends to pur- chase a piano should have this book. Sent freeon request with twelve (12) pieces of music. Old Instruments Exchanged—Easy Payments. WING & SO N, 226 & 228 EAST 12th STREET, 1868—31st Year—1899 RECKLA LIQ, City of Grand Rapids. George (RK. Merry, Mazor. City, October 24, 1899. es ELMER PRATT, Esq., City. Dear Sir: Some little time ago you asked me how I liked the Chain- less. I then told you that I ic would tell you later. I ride Special Clipper Chainless No. 28,097, made by you two seasons ago. It has been in daily use all of the time, and to-day (with the exception of the tires, which show the wear of 2,500 miles of riding) the wheel is as good as new. As a matter of fact, I would not care to exchange it for any wheel that I know of, unless it might be another Chainless Clipper. I have ridden it on all sorts and con- ditions of roads, and in all weathers, and so far I have never had occasion to put a tool to any part of it, and not one cent has been paid for repairs, for none have been needed. In twelve years’ riding, and always a ‘‘ high- grade’’ machine, I have never had so satis- factory a mount as the one I have at present. I am, as you know, under no obligations to the Clipper people, and I say what I have for one reason only, and that is, because I think that a good thing should be appreciated and the makers of the ‘‘ good thing” thanked for the efforts they make to produce it. With best wishes, I am, Yours very truly, (Signed) F. W. Hunter, Mayor’s Secretary. 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Dead grass eolor used when not otherwise or- \{dered. We deliver to any address in the United || States by express, charges paid. Ht i} ypewri ie . e i Hh {| | | H(t | | i nos ee esare lal ) a pee Machine Naha Benet GEO. F. WEBBER, Yi lim | 47 Tlitwaukee Ave., West, Detroit, Mich. XVi RECREATION. Are You Planning Another Vacation For Next Year? IF SO have youa satisfactory cooking and heating outfit for your camp ? IF NOT let us send you a cata= logue of the Primus Stove oil stove when you can have one that makes no smoke or smell ? Why suffer the discomforts of cooking by an outdoor camp fire when you can It burns any kind of kerosene It has no wick, and the combustion is perfect. The flame can be regula- ted at will It develops a heat of 2,100 degrees F. It is light, compact and easy to carry. have a stove in your tent that will do the work perfectly? Why sleep in a cold, damp tent when you can have a fire in it that will keep you warm, dry and comfort- Why struggle with an old style smoky Sees Here is what Dr. Nansen, the great Arctic explorer, says of the Primus stove , ‘For the heating was used a gas-petroleum lamp known as the Primus in which the heat turns the petroleum into gas before it is consumed. By this means it renders the combustion unusually complete. As fuel, my choice fell on petroleum, Wetook with us 4 gallons, and this lasted us more than 120 days, enabling us to cook 2 hot meals a day and to meltan abundance of water. Write for circulars and full particulars. Address THE PRIMUS COMPANY 197 Fulton St., NEW YORK AGENTS HOLBROOK, MERRILL & STETSON, San Francisco, Los Angeles and Sacramento, Cal. GLOBE GAS LIGHT CO., Boston, Mass, JAS. SPEAR STOVE & HEATING. CO.,, Phila. EO. B. CARPENTER & CO., Chicigo, Ill. Mention RECREATION. TWO LARGE GRIZZLIES PASSED WITHIN sto YARDS OF US AND MADE AN ATTACK ON THE GARBAGE BOX. RECREATION Volume XII. JANUARY, 1900. Number 1]. G. 0. SHIELDS (COQUINA), Editor and Manager. meee iN -YRIGLOWSTONE PARK. FRANK A. JOHNSON. The arrival of another number of RECREATION, containing, as it always does, so much of interest to me, sug- gests a brief account of a recent trip, with one of my sons, through Yellow- stone Park, past Jackson’s lake and the Tetons, and to the head waters of Pilgrim, Pacific and Buffalo creeks, near the Southeast corner of the Tim- ber Reserve and Two-Ocean Pass. Al. Pfohl, of Fridley, Mont., who Owns a ranch 19 miles North of Cin- nabar, was employed with 3 saddle horses and 3 pack horses. We took our own sleeping bags, saddles, etc., and have learned to make such trips with one pack horse for each man. Camping consisted of taking off the packs, and if raining, stretching a small fly over a rope between two trees. Our .30-40’s were oi course sealed at Mammoth Springs and re- mained so until we reached the Snake river station, where they were again sealed on our return trip. The fore part of September necessarily consti- tuted our hunting season, and 2 5-point bull elk satisfied all our wants, and furnished meat to give away to others less fortunate. We did not see with our glasses a single bull with more than 5 points and concluded they are becoming rare, but had fine opportu- nities to observe the habits of this noble animal. The country South of the Timber Reserve is superb in rugged, rocky o>) chains and peaks, large and small open parks, and dense patches of pine, spruce and aspen. With a little care in selecting places of ascent and descent, one may abandon all trails and creek valleys, and roam over the country at will on the cat-like na- tive horses. A large part of the pleasure of our trip was found in photographing. I send you a picture of the Keppler Cascades, on the Fire Hole ,river, a few miles above Old Faithful geyser, and one of the lower Yellowstone falls. My main purpose in writing this letter is to suggest to those who con- template a trip through the park, to go with saddle and pack horses, instead of stages or wagons, coming out by way of the Yancey trail. The traveler confined to the road sees little of the wild scenic beauty of the country. Another purpose is to urge my read- ers to take with their camera the flash- light apparatus, as the opportunities for flashlight pictures of wild game are abundant. dhe want...of such apparatus prevents photographic proof of the truth of my story of our experi- ence with bear in the park. A recent report of the Park Superintendent states that bear have become too nu- merous. Wecan testify to that, and would be willing to assist in reducing the number, but cite this statemert as fendine,to support our story. The daily press has recently published WAGON iS, a0) Oo = Zz — Q — CLIMB A BIG BEAR s ee Peak IN VELLOWSTONE PARK, = _many accounts of the bear fed by “Varry, the jolly proprietor of the Norris geyser lunch station, and those visiting the Fountain hotel and Upper Geyser hotel, so we will only deal with those about the Thumb, and near the canyon. We came down to the Thumb, out of the mountains, in a driving rain storm, and strung our fly near the lunch and military station because a small open valley there was the only grazing spot within 2 miles. Before it was fairly dark 2 large grizzlies passed within 50 feet of us and made an attack on the garbage box, about 40 yards away. Within an hour 5 other bears camein, At times we had their outlines against the sky, and some were monsters. We ap- proached within 50 feet, but they were not disturbed, and we did not deem it politic to go nearer. During the eve- ning several came within the range of our fire, andin the morning we found 3 tracks within 5 feet of our sleeping bags. Our bacon, sugar and other bear dainties were hauled high over a pine limb and out of their reach. Our camp at the canyon was about 200 yards West of the great bend be- tween the Upperand Lower fallsin the timber and close to a large open park on the sloping mountain side. Our packs werescarcely thrown off when a hunter, only 2 days ahead of us from Jackson’s Hole, made us a visit, and told us that a big bear had climbed into his wagon, where he and one companion were sleeping, and had ab- stracted and carried off a bag of elk meat, though they beat him witha club anda frying pan. About an hour later he returned with a bag contain- ing most of the meat. He had found M@eeecacne where the bear had covered it, and was again happy. His prediction that the bear would follow him and make another effort was veri- fied while it was yet light enough to see him distinctly at a distance of 10 yards. The old grizzly approached close to the wagon and camp fire, but a blow in the ribs from an ax thrown at short range sent him off fora time, and he took a line for our camp, his coming being announced by the yells of ourfriends. The old rascal came up Loldly within 10 feet of our camp fire, and when we threw clubs and sticks he suddenly sat on his haunches and growled. Blazing pine branches were required to drive him off. While sitting in my sleeping bag, partly undressed and engaged in transferring cut films, the camp fire nearly out, a large grizzly came up within 10 feet, determined to get into our provisions. An ax anda hatchet thrown against him, and Indian war whoops, caused a short retreat, but again we had to resort to firebrands. These experiences were repeated all night, and we received at Jeast 8 calls. Our sugar and bacon had been hung high, only a small quantity re- maining in the hampers on the ground, and our 3 sleeping bags lay near the hampers, nearly surrounding them on 3 sides. Just before daybreak we were all aroused by the rattle of a frying pan. The time required in get- ting our eyes fairly open was employ- ed in terrific yells and reaching tor hunting knives and clubs. A monster bear was almost within reach of Pfohl and me, but quickly moved a few feet and we again showered missiles upon him. Heseemed more willing than the others to leave, believing he had secured a good breakfast of bacon, but it turned out that he had taken 2 saddle pads stuffed with grass, which Al. had made out of a sack that had recently contained bacon. I should like a photo of his countenance when he tore openthose pads. My trousers, containing my watch, were rolled and placed just back of my head, and my hat just back of them. On dressing it was found that a bear had stepped on the trousers, cracking the crystal in the watch, and had also stepped on my hat. Amateur photographers can now see the opportunities for the use of the flashlight, as well as of pro- curing an intimate acquaintance with all species of Rocky mountain bears. 6 RECREATION. It must be understood that all these experiences came when our rifles were sealed, soldiers were within hearing distance of a rifle shot, and there was a guard house at Mammoth Springs where we must account for a broken seal. While the gentlemanly and effi- cient Capt. Erwin, in command at the park, recognizes the law of self de- fense as in force there, he intimates that there is no law requiring people to camp with the bears, and that hotels are provided for tourists. Bears of all sizes and kinds right at hand, and sealed rifles! We read with renewed interest the story of Tantalus and withhold pity for him. And now when we are back at home, and in the din of the city, the super- intendent publicly proclaims that there are too many bears in the park! Another small sized Tantalus. AMATEUR PHOTO BY GUION MILLERe A QUESTION OF SECURITY, Winner of 15th prize in RECREATION’S 4th Annual Photo Competition. Taken with Eastman Kodak, No. 8 stop, 1-50 second. “T told him he didn’t dare kiss me,” she said. Then she added regretfully: “T sized him up just right.’—Chicago Post. 4 ie Sethe BANKS OF THE WABASH GENE S. PORTER. “To-morrow,” quoth the Deacon, “if the day be fair, let us betake ourselves to the river.” Molly Cotton executed a cake walk 3 times around the veranda, and dis- appeared in the direction of the pigeon loft, returning presently with a brace of fat squabs, which she said would go well with bread and butter for lunch. When we had made all other prepara- tions, Molly Cotton went to bed early, and the Deacon and I overhauled last year’s tackle. We have long since discarded jointed rods, reels, silk lines, and patent minnows, for river fishing... We use long cune poles, stout lines and hooks; and angle worms and minnows. for~bait, with ail Occasional grub, or grasshopper caught on the bank. It was the second week in April and earlier than we had ever gone to the river before; but on account of the wholesale siaughter of fish for years, they had be- come so scarce the legislature had enacted a law closing the season during breeding time, from May Ist to July Ist, after which the water would be so low and the weather se hot there would be practically no fish- ing, so it was a case of ‘‘now or never.” The next morning, before the rest of the world was stirring, we were off. The Dea- con arranged for the horse and tackle, Molly Cotton stowed in a basket and trowel to gather roots for her wild flower bed, while I attendedtothe lunch, 2 cam- eras, a roll of hose, tripods, and a focussing cloth. I do not remember another such morning. The air was mild and balmy, the sun warm, the grass a dustless, brilliant green, and the trees just putting out their — first tender, yellowish leaves. Up to the blue a skylark called over and over his piercingly sweet notes. A dozen restless, unmated birds flashed waves of scarlet and blue and brown and yellow across our paths, and rested on wayside bushes, to burst into melody. A squirrel raced us along a snake fence, and in a neighboring field a hundred lambs frolicked about their mothers. The Deacon held his head high and pretended to drive, but the horse took the bit in his teeth and cut out his own pace. Molly Cotton sat straight as an arrow, her cheeks flushed, and her head turning from side to side, basking her soul in every de- light of the day. There is one spot.on the banks of the Wabash dearest to our hearts. About the stump of a monster maple, this hundred years, 5 or 6 suckers have grown to mighty trees. There on the curve of a massive root, with a maple at my back and a stump for a foot rest, is my preémpted spot. There is a second location, on the other side, that Molly Cotton claims, and the Deacon casts his bait on the waters, with great expectations and few results, from a log just beside. The suckers bit like mad. The Deacon and Molly Cotton began filling the string- er, and occasionally when one became in- extricably entangled on my hook, threat- ening to pull me in, I got it out, but how can I concentrate my mind on fishing, with a panorama, planned by infinity, ever shifting before me? Twenty feet above my head a pair of happily mated orioles like rifts of sunlight darted to and fro, to their pendulous, half- built nest, with clear, sweet notes of song. A flock of bluejays, not yet disbanded, flashed by, vying with the blue of Heaven, and settled on a tall elm, with throaty chatterings. A gaudy cardinal, on a mulberry opposite us, sent over the cheerful changes of his song with many variations, ““What cheer?” ‘What cheer?” while his modest little Quaker mate in- spected a runty thorn tree on the bank withaview to housekeeping. When she had called him down and they had discussed the location, and heat, and water, and had made 4 separate trips into that same bush, my fingers itched for my camera and I began to plan for the future, too. A saucy catbird quarreled with every living thing up one bank and down the other. A bachelor brown thrush, with “inten- tions,’ sang madly for an hour, a song so exquisite that had I been a thrush lady I should have flown immediately and laid my heart at his feet. Blackbirds and crows came to drink and bathe, the sun bringing out shades of peacock green and blue on their necks: and a tanager flashed by with scarlet body and black wings. Funny little killdeers tilted up and down the bank as if on stilts. There were only 2 robins where a few years ago there were dezens, and we missed them, for a robin’s rain song is a few stray notes dropped by the invisible choir. On the river was the “shinin’ wedge o’ wake that some musk- rat was making,” and the bass could scarcely keep under water except where we fished. A little later a lost loon,evidently strayed from its flock in Northern migration, came down the river. It swam slowly and made long dives, but did not seem frightened. AMATEUR PHOTO BY MRS- G. a) 95) THE DEACON LANDED A MONSTER EEL. It was larger than the common wild duck, and quite different in its markings, the black and white of its neck being espe- cially beautiful. There was some new sight or sound every moment. Earth and air teemed with life. ‘Mother!’ screamed Molly Cotton, “if you won’t catch those fish let some one sit there who will.” I was not demented with the mania of killing things that day. As I arose the Deacon slid into my place and I heard him whisper to Molly Cotton, “Now see me haul in that big bass that’s been fooling around for an hour, and make Mother green with envy.” Whereat I climbed the bank and with flying fingers set up my beloved camera and focussed it on the Deacon. Then I moved off, slyly reeling out a trail of hose behind me, and called back carelessly, “I am going for a walk. Remember to stop this side RECRE- ATION’S limit.” I hid behind a tree and waited, 5 min- utes, I0, 12. The Deacen’s cork went under and the pole dipped; he braced his foot, his form grew rigid, and the bat- tle began. Came to my ears Molly Cot- ton’s strident half whisper. “Is it a bass?” And the Deacon’s reply, “Must be; it pulls like a stage horse!” I fingered the bulb and my heart beat until it hurt. Would I get it; was the hose free; would the fish come up iust off the plate; or, worse still, would the Deacon get up and move’ out of focus? ‘The Deacon, with taut line, pulled and pulled. Would it never come? Just then it came. I crushed the bulb with both hands, in- voluntarily, and the Deacon landed a mon- ster eel! I dropped the bulb, sat on the bank, and laughed until I was red with exertion instead of “green with envy.” The next day when I brought the picture out on platinotype, I showed it to the Deacon and asked if I should label it, “Mother turns green with envy,” or “Why the Deacon’s bass pulled like a_ stage horse.” His face was a study for a second, and then he burst out: “How did you get that? Now every- body will believe any story you want to tell!” The sun shone and the fish bit; the birds sang on and dusk came, when it was only time for noon. Molly Cotton collected the roots she coveted; the Deacon had a long string of fish; I had 3 pictures with which T am satisfied, and the memory to carry with me while mind shall last of a perfect day. ; As he closed the gate to leave the woods the Deacon called, “Could you get a snake?” TI could not. It was too late for snaps, and the snake with lifted head and darting tongue was not a subject for time. “Shall I kill it?” called the Deacon, and I answered, “No; everything has a right to live to- day. Let it alone.” One REDDY, S. BAR. A Plum Lake Episode. E. E. HICKOK. The water shoals on Reddy’s bar, yet still it’s fathoms deep; ’Tis there the giant muskalonge their nightly revels keep. Beneath the shade of towering plants they lie in wait by day And woe unto the niles fish that chance to pass that way. This morn the ground with frostwas white, and crisp and chill the air; The lake like slassy mirror lay, a scene of beauty rare, With pine trees towering on the hills re- flected on its face, While maple, birch and poplar white lent each an added grace. My little boat seemed hung in space, so clear the lake below, Until a breeze from out the West rippling wavelets flow. Two hundred feet out from my boat be- hind me trailed my line, And at its end a feathered lure—see how its bright rays shine! made Hour after hour on Reddy’s bar, through grass and waving reeds, I pulled my boat without a strike, except from clinging weeds. Discouraged I, but loath to leave, although I felt I must; So “one more turn before I have a strike, I trust.” start—! If] Then back once more on Reddy’s bar, this now familiar ground, Scarce had my line been eteieiiteiicd out, than whizz! my reel went round. The fight was on, but ready I and eager for the fray, No quarter here, no quarter there, the best man wins the day. My 6-foot rod of blackened steel seems light for work like this, But it’s been tried and never yet have I found aught amiss. My reel of old and trusty brand, none better ever made, And line of “Wetaug” braided silk, of which I’m not afraid. A hundred feet out from my boat high in the air there sprung A form of full 4 feet in length, and there an instant hung; Then down and down and down it went, but naught was there to mar, For in the battle we had fought we'd drifted off the bar. Then up again—another break—another dive and rush Straight toward my boat, as if its sides in his mad rage he’d crush. Hard pressed was I to reel the line and keep it always taut, For should he get the least of slack he never would be caught. Would that I now a comrade had to help me land my game, But, ah! alas! .I’m all alone! No help; but all the same, I’ll see it through, and I will win, for one thing sure I know, Although it’s hard to bring him in, harder to let go. it’s At last he seemed to weaken some; his rushes not so long; And as I reeled him slowly in, he was not near so strong; But when I brought him toward the boat, he took new lease of life, And made an angry, desperate lunge, as though renewing strife. Full 50 feet he took that dash, then 40, 20,10" At last the battle’s over. in again. With gunwale of my boat borne down. I made a final stroke To bring him safely over, when—confound that hook!—it broke. I brought him JANUARY. Now Winter’s hoary breath means biz, And lakes and rivers freeze; And many a man’s chief pastime is To grumble, cough, and sneeze. ° 9 H. DAVIS. AMATEUR PHOTO BY WM, RECREATION’s ath Annual Photo Competitiou a) H 3S O fu QA S e) co 2) = 3 U2 ize in Winner of 18th pr Retis a ee eyvorvis ON THE STOCK RANGE. A. That wolves are steadily increasing and extending their range, in spite of every effort to exterminate or limit them, is be- coming every year more apparent: In a short time the entire Western country, except the more thickly settled agricul- tural sections, will be overrun by them. They are not yet numerous in the country South of our latitude, but they are pour- ing down into Colorado from the North like the Goths and Vandals on ancient Rome. Wolves do not so much frequent the open plains as the hilly or broken country, where they can better hide. Many may be found within 50 or 75 miles of Denver. In some sections every cow camp has one or more men called “wolfers’ employed the year round, solely to keep down the wolves. Whether due to natural ferocity or a discriminating taste, 1 am unable to say, but, where given a chance for a choice, they seem to prefer beef or horse meat to mutton. A full grown wolf will weigh 100 pounds or more, and it can be un- derstood that a pack of them have no difficulty in pulling down a steer ora horse. Although tireless and bloodthirsty, they are by no means foolhardy, and seldom risk an attack unless the odds are in their favor. While they hunt mostly at night, they are not infrequently found abroad on their raids in daylight. They are iden- tical with the Russian, or Siberian, wolf, with the blood-curdling stories of whose ferocity every schoolboy is familiar. Although difficult to trap, they are some- times caught by means of certain scents. They have that strange habit of paying their respects to any object projecting above the surface of the earth, so familiar to us in the case of the dog. Accordingly, if a trap is carefully concealed near a rock, root or other natural object which has been smeared with some favorite scent, they are likely to “‘put their foot in it.” At the meeting of the National Stock Growers’ Association, recently held in Denver, and representing the large stock growing interests West of the Mississippi river, action was taken looking to the en- actment of an uniform bounty law in the States and Territories seriously afflicted with wolves. Bills have been introduced in the various legislatures and commit- tees have been appointed by the associa- tion to push them, but with what success remains to be seen. An interesting and practical paper on this subject was read before the associa- iI WHITEHEAD. tion by Mr. A. J. Bothwell. I append some extracts: “My experience with these pests covers a comparatively limited period, my ranch- es being in Central Wyoming, a section practically free from wolves until within a few years. They seem to have been heard of first in the more Northern sec- tion of the range country within the last decade, and their advance Southward has been gradual but certain, until now the ranges in Central Wyoming have nearly as many wolves as cattle occupying them. That this proportion of wolves to cattle has suddenly become so enormous is owing to the fact that within the past 2 years the greater part of the cattle belong- ing to the large range companies have been shipped from the State, the wolves remaining to prey on the smaller herds. They now pretty well cover Eastern Mon- tana, the Dakotas, all of Eastern Wyo- ming as far South as the Colorado line, while they are beginning to appear in Northwest Colorado. I have not heard of any in Utah, nor have any appeared as yet on the ranges in the State of Nevada. For the information of members of this convention who reside South of the sec- tion of the country infested by these pests, we exhibit here a number of gray wolf pelts taken from animals killed within the past 60 days by employees on my ranches in Wyoming. “In Central Wyoming my experience has been that these wolves kill from 10 to 20 per cent of the annual increase of the herds. The class of stock preyed on by them is generally calves, colts and yearlings, though occasionally a band attacks and devours older animals, and sometimes even kills full grown cattle. Wolves are gen- erally most destructive during the spring, summer and fall months, during which period, too, they are more easily trapped. poisoned, shot or captured with the lariat. Their. characteristic ‘manner of attack is to cut off an animal from the herd, catch him by the hamstrings, and, after throw- ing him to the ground, proceed to devour him alive. Owing to their passion for warm, live flesh, it is difficult to kill them with poison. Caring but little for cold, dead meat, the trapper’s bait is uninviting and of little use, as the wolves prefer kill- ing their own meat. “Yearling cattle have been observed crawling on their knees, bellowing pit- eously, with a wolf hanging to each hamstring. Within the past week one of my thoroughbred calves was surrounded Je RECREATION. by 8 wolves, and was seen on his feet and struggling after the wolves had succeeded in puliing his entrails from his body. In this instance we were successful in poison- ing 6 of the band on their return to the carcass, which we filled with poison. This was the most successful killing made dur- ing the wintcr. “In Russia, where the conditions exist- ing are similar to those of our cattle ranges in Western America, after hun- dreds of years of warfare we find official estimates that there are still several hun- dred thousand wolves, and their annual damage to live stock is said to be from $3,500,000 to $7,250,000. The Russian government pays a reward of Io rubles, or about $7.50, for each wolf killed. “If it took several centuries to extermi- nate wolves in the British Isles, think of the energetic and systematic effort re- quired in the arid portions of America, where ranges exist embracing thousands of square miles that will probably never contain a single settlement. A country, too, peculiarly adapted to the natural prop- agation of wolves, together with their free incursions from one section of the range to another, and where no natural barrier exists for thousands of miles, from Mexico to the uppermost boundaries of the British possessions. *k ok * ** K “That wolves are prolific is a_ well known fact, a litter containing 7 to 9 pups. Ito1s a. fact, too; that they: are “arn more successfully exterminated during the breeding season than at any other time, either by poisoning, trapping or roping. This is because during the breeding sea- son packs separate into pairs, burrow in the ground, and there raise their young, making it possible for the wolf hunter to track them to their den and kill the whole family. * * * * 2 “In my section we have a bounty of $8 supplementary to the State bounty of $4. These, with the value of the pelt, give the hunter $14 for each wolf killed. An exami- nation into the history of the warfare against wolves in other countries shows that no small reward will suffice to finally exterminate the animals. This is shown in France and Russia to-day, as we have al- ready seen, where for hundreds of years the warfare has been carried on. All at- tempts to exterminate wolves through spasmodic legislation or insufficient appro- priation, have proved almost useless. *K *K *K K ** “The work of wolf extermination in a country such as the Western range sec- tion is not a matter of a few years’ effort with small expense to the State, but it means a work similar to that which has confronted the Russian empire for ages. And not only will it cost the States in- terested vast sums of money, but the live stock interests of this section millions of dollars’ worth of live stock. This warfare against wolves should be initiated now by this association, and the necessary legis- lation secured through. its” efforts stockmen who are indifferent to this mat- ter because they occupy ranges thus far free from wolves, I would say that 200 miles North and Northwest of Denver there are ranges where wolves are running in packs of from ..1o0 to 20s4hagsney devour fully Io per cent. of the annual calf crop on these ranges, and that to-day there are so many wolves in Wyoming it is doubtful if the State will be able to appropriate the funds necessary for their extermination.” HOW*1 MISSED “THE Picrie WwW. H. H. There was to be a picnic and that’s how I became disgraced. It was all the fault of the girls; but then nearly everything that ever happened to me was the fault of a girl—or 2. I was to join the picnic at Buttermilk falls in the afternoon, and I made every effort-.to do so. It was about sforelock when I awoke the echoes of the most pic- turesque spot this side of the Rockies with a vigorous “Hello, there!” “Hello, there!’ came the answer. I said I awoke the echoes. Well, I did, literally; but I didn’t discover it for an hour. By that time I had walked 4 miles. up hill, looking for the picnickers and was mad clear through. It is inspiring to find you have been talking to an echo. - You feel like using language at yourself which you ought never to use in the pres- ence of an echo. I gave the picnic up as a large and juicy joke, on myself, and decided to visit a farmer friend at the next house. My wheel had been moored in a shed at the foot of the hill. When I reached Knight’s house the folks were cutting hay. They said it would improve my appetite to drive the rake awhile, so I drove and sweltered, got tanned, and drank copious draughts of ozone and hard cider. About 5 o’clock I started on my 3 mile ride home, mow 2 MISSED THE PICNIC. 13 feeling like a meadow lark and looking like a peony. My wheel was one of the attenuated pioneers with rear end propensities. At the foot of a hill a mile from the hay field I fell off. When the dust settled I discovered I was hilariously intoxicated, on an almost impassable country road, covered with a 6-inch layer of sand and dust, with 1o leagues of hill and 8 feet of backbone to ascend before I could make a graceful start. Calling on the wheel for aid I gained a pair of paralytic legs and decided to try the walking. Be- fore I had gone far I wanted to soar, to attain a height, to fly, to flee from the arid highway which persisted in tip- ping up and threatened to rub its parched surface against my humid brow and pour its cosmic residue inside my collar. I attempted to scale the 8-foot backbone. Every hop brought me nearer home, but every hop brought me more dust and more sweat. I kicked up clouds of sand, which clung to the inviting damp of my anatomy and made me feel like an emery wheel. Just as everything was right for the ascent the wheel would lurch and both feet would go into the sand with a double puff. Then I had to hop another too yards, swallowing dirt and cusswords, before the mechanism was in position for another try. Between swallows I sang, loud and vociferously. Thus hopping and rolling, I reached the outskirts of town. There I stacked the wheel against the fence, went through the gate and climbed aboard. There are, of course, other ways to mount, but they are sometimes unsat- isfactory. Bob Smith came into the store that night to ask why I didn’t go to the pic- nic. It’s a good thing for Bob that I was a little dejected. Otherwise it might have gone hard with him. The picnic really occurred, at another place; but Bob had forgotten to tell me of the change of plan. AMATEUR PHOTO BY DR. J. Bs PERDOEs mw BEAU EY SPOT. Winner of 16th prize in RECREATION’S 4th Anrual Photo Competition. TURKEY .AUNTING:, TURKEY HUNTER. In several articles that have appeared in RECREATION from those who report find- ing good sport in different sections of our country, I have noticed that while occa- sional success has been met in killing wild turkeys, no mention is made of how it was done. The inference may, therefore, be drawn that these sportsmen simply had the good fortune to stumble on some tur- keys, get a few shots and a bird or 2 rather than that th~ went out with a spe- cial purpose of hurtiig turkeys or followed any of the methods that are usually prac- ticed by the skillful turkey hunter. The wild turkey is the largest as well as one of the best of the game birds to be found in the woods of America. He is a wild, wary, timid fellow, with no curi- osity to lead him into danger or trouble. When he sees or hears anything unnatural or that he does not like, he just says, “Put!” and at once puts several hundred yards between himself and whatever dis- turbs or alarms him, usually alighting in the top of some tree where he can keep a good eye on the back track. If followed he is off again before his pursuer can get within range. The wild turkey has a keen sense of both sight and hearing, if not also of smell. He does not go to cover like other game birds, to be marked down, trailed and stood by dogs. Take him all around he is about the hardest of game birds to find and kill, but it pays so well to get him, both on account of the skill required and the sport he affords, not to mention the satisfaction with which his merits are dis- cussed when he is brought on the table, that I have for many years been an en- thusiastic turkey hunter. A flock of turkeys will range in their feeding over quite an extent of country. A well marked gang was once reported to me as being within a few days at points 15 miles distant from each other. When their range is more limited they can be regular- ly fed and trained to come within shooting distance of a blind, from which they may be killed, sometimes quite a number at one shot, when their heads are all down and they are busy picking up the corn that has been left in a row for them; but the man who slaughters turkeys in that style, or shoots them off a roost, must have a well defined strain of the game hog in his com- position. A far better way to hunt them is with the assistance of a dog that has been trained to take your course, to range in front within hearing of you, to trail, flush and scatter a flock, and to give notice, by his bark, of his locality and what ‘he has done, which can generally be verified by the surrounding sign. 14 Without a dog 1s almost necessary to know something of the lay of the country and how the birds range, in order to find your game, for they will frequently an- swer to a call and let you know where they are. Having located them it is far more important to get them well scattered and flying way in different directions, by rush- ing among them and firing wild, than it is to get only one bird and allow the others to go off together. When a flock is scat- tered most of them run or fly % to % mile away. The ordinary sportsman, after hav- ing trie? in vain to trail them up with his dog, or stalk them, would probably then give up in despair and think his chance was lost; whereas the skilled turkey hunter’s fun has just begun. He knows the birds will soon try to get together again near where they were flushed, and it is his business to assist the reunion in order that he may take some of its members home with him. He selects a good location for a blind in a bunch of bushes, or a fallen tree top that is not too thick and that commands approach with clear shooting. He makes a blind about 4 feet high and sufficiently large for him and his dog to turn around in. With small, bushy limbs he fills any open places and makes a good screen, throug. which he can see and shoot. His dog must be trained to lie dead and shiver with excitement rather than rush out to retrieve a turkey that has been knocked over and is tumbling and fluttering within a few feet. Having completed his blind as quietly as possible, in about an hour from the time the turkeys were flushed, he takes out his yelper and at intervals of 3 or 4 minutes begins to call, listening carefully after each call for a reply. He does not call or reply to calls too often. If possible he varies the pitch and character of his calls, as turkeys would do if there were several already an- swering in his neighborhood. When his bird has come well into range, he knocks him over, hitting him preferably in the head, which generally stops him right there and causes the least amount of noise and fluttering. The hunter should remain quiet in his blind, and keep his dog down. In about 20 minutes other turkeys that are probably near, not seeing anything to alarm them, will again answer a call and continue to come; for they are more easily frightened by the sight of either a man or a dog than by the report of a gun. By wait- ing patiently the hunter may kill as many turkeys as he likes. Some years ago I was hunting in good turkey country, without a dog, but with a companion who knew the land well. We TURKEY HUNTING. 15 located a flock about noon, that answered his call. At the first shot we killed a fine gobbler. We then broke and scattered them, made our blinds, and in about 2 hours had each killed 2 more, when, not being game hogs and having all we wanted for the table, we stopped. I found that 3 wild turkeys, aggregating about 50 pounds, were all I wanted to have hanging on my shoulders, with several miles to walk back to headquarters. The call of a wild turkey trying to find his mates is hard to describe by a word but it is similar to—y-o-u-p—youp-youp- youp—with a rising inflection to each note. Many contrivances have been invented with which to imitate the quality of tone andthe pitch of a turkey’s call, but I have seen none for sale that were of any value. The one most commonly in use is the bone yelper, made from the large and small wing bones. The suction of the lips is used with this to produce the right tone. Some use this yelper with skill and success, but on a cold day when the fing- ers are numb and do not regulate the de- livery and volume of tone well, and the lips cannot be controlled to exactly the right pucker and suction, the hunter is likely to sound a false note, which is near- ly always a fatal mistake, for with their keen sense of hearing the birds are almost certain to spot that would-be turkey in the blind as a fraud and to seek another place for a family reunion. The wild tur- key readily distinguishes a false from a natural call and they evidently have some code of call signals, or tone inflections, by which they come together, warn of danger and apparently talk to one another. Ona recent hunt our party had scattered a flock of turkeys, the larger ones going to some big timber and the others into the brush. We made our blinds between them, and my companion, an old turkey hunter, began caliing, using a bone yelper. The birds soon began coming to us from different directions, when unfortunately he made a false note—just one little fault, but plain enough for the old hen to detect it. She flew up in a tree in plain sight, but out of range, and nearly shook her head off with a warning call of clut-clut—clut-clut— clut-clut-clut, etc., etc. The effect was to make the other birds all circle around, out of range, and go to her. Having accom- plished. this feat of generalship, she flew away with the rest of her family and re- lations. On another occasion I scared a flock out of a cornfield into the woods, scatter- ing them, made my blind and began call- ine, Invdde time I) had them coming, when I made one little break in tone, and the old hen began at once to call off; too late, however, that time, to save one of her brood, a well grown, fat hen that I took home with me and that, when dressed, weighed 13 pounds. A few days previous, when out with a party, we found turkeys, and were fortu- nate in killing the old hen at the first shot. With the aid of my yelper 3 more fine » birds were killed. The yelper used on that occasion was not a mouth yelper, but a contrivance that I have been experiment- ing with and trying to perfect for some time. I believe I have at last succeeded, as I imitate exactly, and to the entire approv- al of the most critical old hunters, every call, with inflection of tone and pitch, that the wild turkey makes, with the exception of the gobble and the whistle call, which every turkey hunter knows how to make with his lips. I suppose that to many of your readers what I have written will be an old story, as I have no reason to believe this method of turkey hunting is confined to or fol- lowed only in this section of the country. I think, however, it affords as much real sport as shivering on a deer stand on a frosty morning while waiting for a big buck, that usually goes out some other way, or lying in a float box watching for ducks that come only semi-occasionally. A zood, healthy jaunt through the woods in preference, for me, every time, seeking game either by signs or call. If I don’t find it, there is no law to prevent my bringing back other smaller game that will be almost as acceptable on the table or for replenishing the camp larder. AMATEUR PHOTO BY MRS. Le R. VAN HOUTEN. PLEADING QUESTION. 16 RECREATION. AMATEUR PHOT® BY WILL J. DICK. A‘DOUBLE SUBJECT: Winner of 21st prize in RECREATION’sS 4th Annual Photo Competition. A PLEA FOR THE Sige W. H. NELSON. A woodland path, flower-bordered, sweet, Sheltered by high, o’erarching leaves, Beneath whose screen, with shuttle fleet, The Summer mystic pattern weaves. Around me broods the silence soft, And breath of flowers floats along, Not even in the boughs aloft Is heard the plaintive cushal’s song. *Tis noontide, and June’s mid-sky sun Flings earthward drowsily his rays; The Summer day has but begun, Yet dozes while her shuttle plays. Crash! on the silence bursts a sound That makes the dreamer catch her breath. Lo, struggling on the crimsoned ground A creature in the throes of death! A mother from her nestlings torn! Hark, to her mate’s despairing cries! Alas, his life-span, too, is worn; A second shot and he, too, dies. x Ok OK The woman’s heart within me throbs; I pour wild protests on the air; The hunter, laughing at my sobs, Gathers his dead with tender care. “What will the nestlings do?” I cry, “Bereft of all that loved them here? How can you ruthlessly destroy God’s little ones, oh man of fear? “Lo, yonder in their leafy home The helpless ones will watch and call For those that never more shall come, Till starved they, too, at last shall fall.” “All very true,” he made reply, “But why, I pray you, grieve at that? ’Tis strange that you should make this cry, You wear 2 birds, now, on your hat.” * CK Alas, my sisters, can we claim To love our children, yet not give To other mother-hearts the same Right for their little ones to live? Now comes the maiden down the aisle, Upon her face behold a winsome smaisle Full of glee; For she knows her new fall taisle Will raise the other maidens’ baisle ' And she’ll be envied for awhaisle. Don’t you see?—Chicago News. ee ee AT OPH GEESE. J; H. V. BACHE, Leaving New York by steamer, Ernest and I arrived in due time at a quaint little town on the shore of Prince Edward Isl- and. We had had rare:sport there, in former days, with the trout, but now the season was closed. Cold weather was coming and so were the geese, on their annual flight Southward. Packing our guns and outfit into a small yacht, late one afternoon, we set sail. Night found us housed in a snug little shooting shanty on one of the small isl- ands in Richmond bay. After a hurried breakfast of flapjacks and bacon the next morning, we were soon on the march and were barely settled in our stands when the distant honking of geese told us the game was on. The half light of the breaking day showed us a long flight of birds com- ing our way, but a little to Southward. On they came, increasing in size every moment, but if they continued in their course they would be out of range. Sud- denly from my left, where Ernest was concealed, rose a perfect honk, swelling with appealiny force. “Honk-a-wunk-onk-onk!” Back from the flock came the ringing reply, “Ho-unk!” Then they swerved and headed directly over our blinds. I lay perfectly flat, not daring to move, and strained my ears to catch the sound of wings. I didn’t have to wait long. With a thrill of joy I leaped to my feet and Jet go both barrels. Two big geese came tumbling down and struck the water with a splash. Ernest had scored also. The geese were quickly re- covered and propped up for decoys. We hastened back to our blinds as soon as possible and had just picked up our guns -~when another flock swung by Ernest. Bang! bang! roared his big 10. One goose turned a cormiplete somersault and CAMP HALE HOWARD Good night, Old Sun! longer To greet the Moon just rising o’er the hill; Far in the East the Night is growing We'll stay a little stronger, While at thy heels the Day is smiling still. O Queenly Orb! Clothed in thy fullest splendor, In thy dear light, we’ll sing a little while. But to thyself would greater homage render In restful slumber ’neath thy gracious smile. gave up the ghost. Another was dropped at extremely long range, and as the morn- ing wore on we watched unceasingly all around us, calling whenever the geese came in sight. Sometimes they came by singles, some- times by pairs, and then a flock would sweep by, affording a fair mark, that would occasionally result in a clean miss, with no excuse for it. The main flight had about ceased and we had 8 geese to our credit, when, as we were leaving, the honking of more geese in the distance filled us with an uncontrollable desire for one more shot. A flock of perhaps 30 suddenly appeared over a little hill to the Southward in 3 separate bunches. They flew rather high and directly overhead. I emptied both barrels at them as_ they passed, with apparently no effect until they had gone possibly too yards. Then one began to fall and gradually settled down, nearly 12 a mile away. Noting its position we recovered it on the way back to our boat. Six more geese appeared, and passed in a line about 60 yards from our blinds. I had all I wanted, so did not molest them, but as the result of a second barrel from Ernest one goose kinked its neck, but did not fall. This is usually the sign of a severe wound, so we watched closely. It settled gradually and then tumbled headlong to the ground. not more than 300 yards away. It was dead when picked up, having bled freely from a wound in the neck from one large shot, the only one that had struck it. The sun was high and a fair wind was blowing to take us home, so we were not long in boarding our yacht, with to fine specimens of the Canadian bird. Roast wild goose formed a tempting meal for several of our friends in the village that week. SONG. RICHARDSON. Good night, Dark Wood! Thy denizens unnumbered Have to the Sun their thankful carols made, While hosts of Night that thro’ the day have slumbered Now wing unhindered on some grue- some raid. Good night, Sweet Stream! Thy melody is ringing With softest cadence thro’ the Forest aisles, Borne on a breeze with balmy odors cling- ing, And rest and beauty ev’ry heart beguiles. Good night! To all, Good night! AMATEUR PHOTO BY O. C MURRAY. HUNTING BOB WHITE IN MISSISSIPPI. Winner of 14th prize in RECREATION’S 4th Annual Photo Competition. rams vaw ey dig sl soins (Cy “Come up to-morrow for some duck shooting.” This invitation I received from Tom Alexander on August 30th, 1899. Noon of Thursday, the 3Ist, saw me at Manitou with gun, shells, etc. In 2 hours Tom and I were on the way to Grassy lake, 16 miles North of Manitou. There the Manitou Gun Club had a hunt- ing lodge. We were but the forerunners of a party of 13, and our duck shooting was to begin September Ist. We reached the lodge about half past 4 and the others of the party arrived in 15 minutes. When the lodge was cleaned we had a nice hot supper of soup, stewed chicken, bought from a neighboring farm house, boiled rabbit, apple pie, cake and tea. At 10 all hands turned in and at 5 the next morning we set out. I got a good position and loaded up. Soon a teal came along and I scored a clean miss. Shot behind him! Up and down the river I heard the fire of the 12. We had stationed our- selves at distances of 50 to 75 yards, and THE, DUGKS: LOCKE the ducks had to run the gauntlet of our guns. Three big mallards came my way, about 40 yards off. To the report of the 12 bore one pitched headlong into the water, badly winged. Soon the birds came thick and jase “Take that one!” yelled the man next to me. “I have wounded him.” I got a fine overhead shot at the duck and down he came, a big black fellow. Then 2 came straight over my head, about 35 yards up, and I knocked one down. After killing 2 more, Sanders and I went up the river to where it joins the lake. I had some fair shooting there, and got 3 more ducks, making 9 for that morning’s work. When we returned to camp about 10 o’clock and emptied our game bags we had 150 birds among the 12 of us. There were mallards, teal, spoon-bills, grays, blacks, a few redheads, and some canvas- backs. We kept out 25 for dinner and supper and sent the others to our friends in Manitou. The subordinate dashed up to the Fili- pino commander. “General, the marines are landing from the enemy’s ships!” “All right,” responded his commander, as he peeled a _ banana, “set ready to pepper the salts.”—Chicago News. 18 AN AFTERNOON > TILE WOODS. J. L. OSTRANDER. One Saturday afternoon in October, 1897, I was attacked by that feeling which periodically seizes me and gets steadily worse »until 1 take several doses of smokeless powder and chilled shot. To effect a cure I took down my little Remington, 12 bore, 734 pounds hammer shot gun, and after putting a few number 8 shells in my pocket, I started out. My objective point was a little ravine, where I had seen a ruffed grouse a few days be- fore. Ten minutes’ walk took me to the woods, with our own incomparable Hud- son river on one side, the Catskill moun- tains on the other, and the Berkshires away off to the East. I struck into the woods and soon reached the little ravine, % of a mile distant. As I rounded a clump of hemlock, out dashed my friend of a few days pre- vious, on the opposite side. I had only a glimpse of him, but as he went hustling along I sent a charge of number 8 at him through the trees, and scored a miss. Dropping on the ground and looking un- der the boughs I saw him about 100 yards off, going straight ahead. I thought he would go right on until he reached a brush lot at the other end of the ravine. Just as I arrived at the place where I had last seem fim, there was a roar and a whirlwind of leaves not 10 yards to my left. A second more and the grouse was above the brakes and ferns and 20 yards away. Then I pulled the trigger on him. I had never used a shot spreader on game before, but from a target previously made I knew if I had missed it was the fault of the man behind the gun. When I shot I had a full view of the grouse, but he was just going into a little bunch of hemlocks and I didn’t see him after the report. When I reached the spot where he had disap- peared, I found him lying on the ground, almost at my feet, and I rejoiced in a clean kill. He was my first bird of the season, and as I looked him over, with scarcely a feather ruffled, thanks to the shot spreader, I thought I had never seen a finer specimen of our king of game birds. How much more satisfaction there is in getting one such bird than in killing a whole brood of half-grown, scrawny little things. I then hunted through the brush lot thoroughly but found no more grouse, so I started for another piece of woods about % mile away. As soon as I entered 19 the brush, I flushed a bird, but being tangled up in wild grape vines and briers | had to let him go without a salute. My only satisfaction was in following him. I had not gone far when another big fellow rose off to my left, about 20 yards away. Bang! Still going. Bang! again. Going still, at an increased speed. But I was de- termined to have either that fellow or something akin to him, so up the hill I climbed, and after taking a rest I started once more. Pushing through a jungle which was first cousin to any Africa ever produced, I came out on an ideal spot. G-ind old hemlocks towered on all sides. It was hard ground to hunt over. Hills and hollows seemed to grow without the shadow of an excuse. I traveled along one of these ridges until I reached a particu- larly promising spot, and then descended into a little hollow, when that pleasant prelude that grows to a roar sounded just below me. In an instant the source of it was 40 or 50 yards away from me and traveling like a cross between greased ligutniny and thought. The little gun spoke to him, however, and in obedi- ence to its command, he stopped. The powder and the shot were all right that time, and I was as pleased as a lamb with 2 mothers. After getting a drink from a neighboring spring, I started out again; but although I flushed another bird I failed to get a shot as I had only a glimpse of him a long way off. Forty yards farther I scored an- other miss. It was then time to go home, so I took in the little swamp which adjoined the brush lot, as it was in a direct line be- tween me and supper; but although I hunted it faithfully I did not see a sign of hair or feathers until I was about to give up, when 3 birds rose almost at the same time. Bang! went the first barrel, but the old fellow had business elsewhere and did not stop. Behind him was his brother and at the second revort he decid- ed to stay with me. I then had 3 grouse, which I considered enough. Even though T had not taken home a bird I should have enjoyed the trip. A man who can find no pleasure in hunt- ing, other than that derived from the number of birds he gets, should be pro- hibited by law from carrying a gun. BY KIND PERMISSiON OF THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL. TWO BIRDLESS HATS. The plumage of a dozen bir¢s would not have made them more beautiful. OLD; AND NEW *GUNes: A. M. BOWMAN, A, hunter hada eun, A very ancient: one, And he shot with it many a deer and bear; Then he got a new gun, A very modern one, And now the ancient gun gets no more care. But in the years to come There’ll be a newer gun, A new gun that will shoot a pinhead ball; And then the ancient gun And this now modern one Will be hanging side by side on the wall. 20 A BEGINNING ON QUAILS. J. A. MACKENZIE, Well do I remember the first time I tried to bring the swiift-flying quail to bag. I chose a raw, windy day in November and had an extremely swift lot of birds, such as I have not met since. My pointer, Vic, and I took our stand in a buckwheat field and the old dog ranged back and forth over the buckwheat without finding any game. Finally she made a dash into a clump of yellow top, wormed her way in and out among a dense growth of briers, slackened her pace and drew up cautiously to a pretty point at the edge of < brush heap. A fence was between us and I was afraid to climb for fear the birds would flush, so I ordered her to put them up. In she sprang and the birds went like so many rockets. Remembering to hold ahead I brought up the gun and fired, but not a feather fell to gladden the heart of the novice. I was dumbfounded. Two birds at least ought to have stayed with me; but life is full of mysteries. I reloaded, and hunted up the scattered birds among some lodged buckwheat in a far corner of the field, where they had taken refuge. Vic soon found one and pointed it magnificently, her slim body curved in a semicircle while her liver and white head, stretched to the full extent of her long neck, indicated the whereabouts of the quails. I moved cautiously up. The bird burst from the tuft of buckwheat like a cannon ball and went down wind at a speed which threatened to start the feath- ers from their sockets. In my excitement I snapped at it, but the bird must have flown faster than my shot, for the last I saw of it was a gray streak disappearing over a neighboring fence. The wind blew and the birds and shot flew, but, sad to say, without colliding. The dog pointed them faithfully and I missed them accurately. Thoroughly dis- gusted with my shooting I called in the dog and followed the birds into a big, open wood of maple and elm. Vic there dis- played her wide ranging qualities, but al- Ways came in at 2 blows of the whistle. While on a long cast of 150 yards or more to my left she suddenly turned, drew up to a brush heap and pointed. She held her point, as staunch as a rock, until I arrived and deliberately picked the birds cut of the brush. They shot out as swift as ever, with the accustomed whirr of wings, so musical to the ear of the sportsman. Profiting by my previous poor success, I carefully covered the bird before pulling the trigger and had the satisfaction of see- ing it pitch headlong to the ground beside a stump some 30 yards away. At last I was itibilant. The feathers on the bird were carefully smoothed down and it was placed head first in a little cone of paper, which was then stowed away in the roomiest part of the game bag. Vic was called in and patted and sent to work again. She found 2 birds in a fence cor- ner, which flushed wild and took to the trees. I marked one in the crotch of a big maple, from which he came down in re- sponse to a load of number 7’s. By that time the birds were thoroughly dispersed, so failing to find any more we went home, fully resolved to try our luck again the first opportunity. Later in the fall, I got 12 quails one day out of a similar bevy, but the wind was not blowing so hard and I had learned a thing or two; namely, that snap shooting does not pay so well as deliberate but quick aiming on quails, and that in leading a crossing bird allowance must be made for the time it takes to bring the gun to the shoulder, as well as for the time it takes the shot to reach or swing with the bird. In all that season’s shooting I was seri- ously handicapped by a full choked gun. I consider a gun bored right barrel cylin- der and left full choke the best for all around shooting in these parts. The right barrel gets in at the rise and then there is time for the left. Besides, long shots can frequently be made at quails, grouse, hawks or ducks that could not be killed with 2 cylinders. My experience has been that a modified choke is less regular in pattern than either a cylinder or a full choke, a slight difference in wadding, crimp or charge making a great difference in the pattern, both as to closeness and evenness. My old gun always gave the best pat- tern with 3 drams of powder, black or nitro, and one ounce of number 6 shot. Any smoker who really wishes to quit the habit can do so by knocking the live ashes of his pipe into a keg of blasting powder. 21 AMATEUR PHOTO BY DR. F D. HULSURT THAT POOR; COON. ition. s 4th Annual Photo Compet ’ in RECREATION inner of 13th prize W AMATEUR PHOTO BY FRANK Es FOSTER. OF RANGE. OUT Annual Photo Competition. inner of 20th prize in RECREATION'S 4th 1: \ \ A SQUIRREL HUNT IN WEST VIRGINIA. THOMAS H. HUDSON, At 4 o’clock the farmer’s wife called us to breakfast. My brother Will and I were spending a week at a farm house in West Virginia, hunting and fishing. As soon as a hearty breakfast was eaten, we were off for the woods, not more than '% mile distant. Will decided to try his luck at the right of the road, while I took the woods on: the left. It was the first week of Sep- tember, hickory nuts were plentiful, the squirrels were cutting, and we knew we could kill all we wanted. Day was just breaking when I climbed the fence along the woods. It was a per- fect morning for squirrels. Soon I heard a nut drop and saw a squirrel. I got within good shooting distance where I could see the cuttings fall and the branches shake as a squirrel would rush out after a nut; but they all seemed to be on the opposite side of the tree. Finally, as one reached out his fore paws for a nut, I fired. Down he came, dead before he struck the ground. In a little while I had 2 more shots, and 2 more squirrels or the ground. As soon as I was sure there were no more on the tree I picked up those I had and started on. I was seemingly as noiseless as a cat, but somehow a squirrel heard me and began to bark. Others took it up and for a while the woods resounded. I waited until the barking stopped. Then I started for the nearest squirrel but he saw me and was off before I could get a shot. I went a little farther and killed one cut- ting acorns. I could hear the squirrels mak- ing a terrible noise on a hickory standing at the head of a small hollow. I was on the lower side of the tree and they looked no larger than chipmunks. As I stood there watching, one came down the tree with a nut in his mouth, jumped off on a small sapling and began to finish his break- fast. In a remarkably short time the nut was cleaned, the shell cut open with those sharp front teeth and the kernel eaten. Almost before I knew it the squirrel was half way up the hickory again. I had waited long enough. Before the report of the gun had died away he was on the ground as dead as a mackerel. Three more shots and 3 more squirrels came tumbling through branches. In a few minutes I saw a squirrel coming up an old rail fence on the top of the hill. He was a long dis- tance away so I patiently waited for him to get nearer; but that squirrel wasn’t doomed to die that day. Just as I was thinking of stopping him he jumped off on the cther side of the fence and took down through the woods at a 2 minute gait. The next one I killed in a small hickory that stood at the edge of a second piece of woods. A little farther on I heard the cuttings falling at a great rate. I was al- most at the tree from which the sound came, when a grouse, startled by the slight noise I made, burst through the woods and was gone like a flash. The squirrels heard the noise and scampered wildly off from that tree. I got under the tree and let them have it. I emptied my gun and got 2 without any trouble, but before I could load again they were all out of sight. I felt perfectly satisfied to quit then. When I got out of the woods I called Will. He had bagged 9. We soon reached the farm house as hungry as bears, but the dinner we got made us feel ready for an- other hunt the next day. A FUTURE FAMILY OF QUAILS, A TRIP TO THE MAINE Woon, F. M. SPIEGLE. Our little family party had been at Rangeley lake only 2 hours; in fact, just long enough to be shown to our airy rooms overlooking the most beautiful sheet of water I had ever seen. We had changed our dusty clothes, when decided symptoms of the fishing fever took possession of me. I had often read of the wonderful Rangeley lake region and of the enormous trout that abound in those waters, and had been told by my friends of their personal experi- ences at that place and of their remarkable catches; but an old angler always takes fish stories with a great deal of salt. I had my rod with me, but had not much hope of being able to use it, as our-stay at the Rangeley region was to be short and was not intended for a fishing trip. But when one is longing to cast a fly he may be for- given for yielding to his inclinations. So it came to pass that by the following morn- ing, bright and early, I was seated on an old buckboard with Martin Fuller for guide, rattling away for Kennebago camp. Fuller is one of the best guides I ever em- ployed. He proposed the Kennebago lake trip in order that I might see as much of the country as possible, besides securing a good mess of trout. I will never forget that drive. Some people might have called it tiresome, but to me the excitement of riding over boulders 3 feet high and through forests that had never been mo- _ lested by lumbermen was delightful. My companion told me the Range- ley lake region was named for an Eng- lishman who settled there some 50 years ago and founded the village of Rangeley. Fuller said that even in those days wealthy men traveled many miles to visit that section to catch trout and kill big game. Although the region has been known so many years there are comparatively few vis- iting it to-day. This seems strange as it is a perfect Paradise for sportsmen and through the well conducted guide system the most remote and isolated lakes and ponds are reached with ease. We had driven about 2 miles when Ful- ler pointed out to me the White moun- tains of New Hampshire, 80 miles away. A grander view I had never seen. The soft, fleecy clouds which had been gathering all morning lay in great masses through the numerous valleys, casting fairy-like shad- ows below and, like immense curtains, lift- ing occasionally with the wind, unveiling poms grand old peak we had not seen be- ore. 24 About 10 o’clock we arrived at Loon Lake camp, which marked half way be- tween Rangeley and our destination. After a hearty handshake with old Captain York, the proprietor, a glimpse of the lake and a welcome invitation to dine with him on our return, we again went on our way, bumpity bump, for Kennebago, arriving at that camp about noon, too eager for sport to take time for dinner at the camp. We hurriedly unhitched, stabled our horse and lost no time in preparing ourselves for the fun. Kennebago is the favorite entrance for hunting parties starting out for big game in the Maine wilderness. The camps con- sist of several well built log cabins, where a sportsman may remain any length of time and receive the best of care for a comparatively small amount of money. I would not advise a society man to take his family there for the summer, as I am afraid those inclined to gayety would be disap- pointed. The proprietor is a big, brawny mountaineer, who is ever ready to do all he can for the pleasure and comfort of his guests. I am told by trustworthy patrons that his cooking cannot be excelled. The interior of the cabin is adorned with mounted heads of moose, deer and caribou, which have been killed in the vicinity. Lake Kennebago, only too feet away, is one of the grandest sheets of water in the State, is 7 miles long and will aver- age about a mile wide. The water is as clear as crystal and is the home of monster trout and salmon that are ever ready to snap at the slightest suggestion of a fly. The lake is surrounded by for- ests of spruce and balsam so dense it fs almost impossible to penetrate them any distance. Most of the traveling is done by canoe through the numerous lakes and streams, with only short carries now and then. About a mile below the foot of the lake are the Kennebago falls, which are noted for their beauty. Up the stream 3 miles is a picturesque lake, about a mile long, which is appropriately called “The Fly Fisherman’s Ideal.’’ On its shores deer can be seen at almost any time. Up this stream and across the waters of Little Ken- nebago lie, in far away solitude, the Seven ponds. There the sportsman can find un- limited fishing and hunting, besides seeing some marvelous work of beavers. Comfortably seated in a canoe which Fuller skillfully paddled just close enough to shore to allow me to cast my flies tow- ards a likely home of a thoughtless trout, Ess say sl I HAD STRAINED TOO HARD ON MY PET ROD AND HAD SNAPPED IT AT THE PIRS YF JOINT: my first cast, after getting about 30 feet of line out, was a success. I hooked a young salmon and what a fight he gave me! I was, like all lovers of the sport, a little too anxious to get him in the boat, but for- tunately I had him well hooked, and after experiencing all the exhilarating feelings that have been described so many times my 25 prize lay at my feet, glistening like silver in the bright sunlight. My guide, much to my surprise, was highly amused at my de- light in landing what I thought a great prize. After I had made 4 or 5 unsuccess- ful casts he suggested that it was rather slow fishing and that we would better give up Kennebago and go over the ridge to Flat Iron pond. We pulled the canoe safe on shore and a short walk over a carry of about half a mile brought us to the pond, which is appropriately named on account of its resemblance in shape to a common flatiron. We boarded a little canoe which my guide had at some previous time carefully stowed away behind some thick balsams, and moved slowly through the lily pads toward the middle of the lake. Fuller cau- tioned me not to risk making a cast until we cleared the lilies, as I would be sure to get a strike and have my line, leader and flies tangled up as they never were before. The prospect of surely getting a strike made it impossible for me to resist, and besides my pride of skill in handling a rod would not let me admit any trout could tangle me up in lily pads. were they ever so thick. Seeing a little opening ahead I told Fuller to lay to and I would show him how a York State angler could cast. I 26 ONE OF THE THIRTEEN. had on my line a 6-foot leader and 3 dingy colored flies that were made by my guide for use in that particular pond. They had no sooner struck the water than as if by magic it seemed alive with trout, all dart- ing in the direction of my luring bait, leav- ing arrow-like wakes behind. If you have ever seen fish being fed in a hatchery, mak- ing the water boil with their silvery fins in their endeavors to see which can get his breakfast first. you can form some idea of what I saw at Flat Iron pond. The rav- enous rascals rushed in from every side, making the lily pads wave with their wakes. In an instant I was pulling and tugging, with my 6-ounce rod bent almost double, trying to land not one or 2, but 3 at once. One I had hooked in the side fin. With the assistance of the other 2 he had my line so snarled and tangled about the lower lily stalks that I was completely unnerved. Not only was my line rendered useless through the excitement, but to my meen FO THE MAINE WOODS. 27 dismay I had strained too hard on my pet rod and snapped it at the first joint. I must confess I was glad I was in the wilds of Maine where I could give vent to my true feelings. Fuller, whom I had nor noticed during the excitement, was, to my utter disgust, lying back in the boat laughing as if he might at any moment burst a blood vessel and muttering some- thing about York State anglers. After I had informed that weatherbeaten individual I had not come all the way from New York for the purpose of amusing Maine guides and being eaten alive by black flies, we paddled on toward the mid/le of the pond, where he squared himself in my estimation by handing me his rod and telling me I would be able to catch all the trout I wanted. I believe I could have caught a bushel if my conscience had not troubled me. As it was I stopped when 1! had secured 50 that averaged 34 of a pound apiece. VJhile out on the pond we counted 13 deer, at different times, feeding along the shore: I regret not having had a camera with me as we had many opportunities of securing good negatives. As it was I had to satisfy myself with a few rough sketches and the hope that next year would see me in the same place. Just before leaving we saw an immense Canadian lynx that was evidently, from his crouching position, making ready to spring on some luckless deer. Fortunately for the deer, on seeing us the lynx bounded through the dense forest for parts un- known. Both Fuller and I longed for our rifles which we had foolishly left at home. Our walk back to Kennebago over the carry was a delightful one. Although it was July, the airwas cool and crisp and at every turn of the winding path some gor- geous view presented itself. A drive through the grand old forest, in the long twilight, to Loon Lake camp, and a hearty meal with Captain York ended my first trip to the Maine woods, EE RT AMATEUR PHOTO BY FRED’?K R. WOODWARD. AMCRACK SHOT. Winner of 23d prize in RECREATION’s 4th Annual Photo Competition. CAMP ‘FIRE "Ss? ORInS: CAZADOR. Our party had been out in the mountains doing Government surveying, and were ly- ing off taking a rest waiting the return of our chief from San Francisco. Our camp was by the side of a trout brook from which we drew a good portion of our rations. After supper we sat around our camp fire to smoke our pipes and spin yarns until it was time to turn in for the night. Turning to one of our number who was axman for the party, and a droll backwoodsman from the fontier of Missouri, I asked him: “ Alick, how comes it you never married, when girls were as plenty in Missouri as you declare? ” Looking up after a moment he replied, “I did come mighty nigh it once, when I was a young fellow.” “ Tell us about it, Alick, while we smoke our pipes,” was the cry. Urged in this way, he at last reluctantly began: ‘“ Well, you see, back thar, us boys never knowed what it was to have store or boughten clothes until we were almost growed up, and allers went barefoot. We just wore long home-made tow shirts that come half-way below the knees and tied around the waist with a strop. Well, as I was a-sayin’, Sal Armstrong, a neighbor gal of ourn, lived on t’other side of the clearin’, acrost the field from us, and a right peart gal she was, if I do say it. I thought a heap of Sal, and used to go over thar and set on t’other side of the chimbley from her, and jist set and look, and she’d look back at me, til the old folks went to bed. Then I’d light out for home, just to go over the same performance next night. “Well, one night I plucked up courage, and when the old man went out for a stick of wood and the old woman was a-huntin’ a fresh taller dip, I jist reached in with my toe and raked out a chunk from the fire. Takin’ it up in my hand I says to her ‘ Sal, do you know what I’ve a mind to do to your’ “*No, Alick,’ says she. “““ Why,’ says I, ‘I’ve a mind to burn you with this here chunk.’ “* What fur, Alick?’ says she. “* Cause you are so dogon pooty,’ says I. “Well, boys, I was so skeered at poppin’ the question to her that I jist lit out fur home and never went back for a week. Howsumever, I plucked up and went over one evenin’ airly, jist afore sundown, and steppin’ up on the doorlog, I looks in, when, hell’s blazes! thar sot a fellow all dressed 28 out in store clothes, biled shirt an’ collar an’ all, jist settin’ up as close as he could git to Sal, and a-laughin’ and goin’ on, and Sal a- jinin’ in. Well, I just stood thar a-wishin’ ae come out, so I could lick blazes outen aim. ‘“ After standin’ thar a good spell, Sal says, ‘Come in, Alick.’ I was too mad to answer, but jist stood thar lookin’ in at ’em; and by and by I seen them a-lookin’ at me and a-laughin’ like to split. ‘I’d make you laugh, you dogon purp,’ thinks I to myself, ‘ef I jist had you outside here awhile.’ But they kep’ on laughin’ and pintin’ at me, when on all on a suddint I felt cold like be- hind, and turnin’ around, if thar wasn’t a yearlin’ calf a-chawin’ the hind end of my tow shirt off, jist a-rollin’ of it in like an old cow rollin’ in a cud of clover. I just slapped my hands behind me and lit out backward fur home, and never went back thar agin. I’d a-been a-standing thar yit a-waitin’ fur that feller to come out, I reck- ae ef it hadn’t been fur that dogon year- in’. After the laughter at the recital of Alick’s story had subsided, Col. Fred remarked; “ By the way, Alick, I believe you used to work for old Uncle Zac H. down in Green Valley, didn’t you? And built that fence around his oat field? ” “Yes,” said Alick. “ Me and Billy Ables built that there fence and split out the pick- ets right thar’ along the branch.” “Well,” said Col. Fred, “the way you fellows built that fence furnished me lots of fun one day,” and then he told this story: “Among the ‘ pathfinders’ of early days was old ‘ Uncle Zac,’ as he was familiarly called by all who knew him. Coming to the Coast in the early forties, and taking up a fine tract of bottom land, he gave up trap- ping in the Rockies, and settled down to the life of a ranchero. Genial in nature, and hospitable to a fault, his latch string hung on the outside, and he took it as a real offense if his neighbors didn’t come around as often as he thought they should. “Living near him, I became a frequent visitor. One Sunday morning, I rode over to spend the day. Not seeing him on my ar- rival and being told that he had gone down the branch, I started out in search of him. I had not. gone far when I saw him sitting on a log.laughing while tears were running down his cheeks. He saw me approaching, and held up his hand to enjoin caution. DHE ik AND THE SETTER. 29 “What's up, Uncle Zac?’ said I, as I took a seat beside him. ““ Well,’ said he, ‘my shoats have been getting into my oatfields, and we could not make out where the hole was until yesterday, when I found that old hollow log with an elbow crook in it; the boys were too lazy to cut it out of the way, so built the fence over it and the shoats got into the field through the hollow log. Last evening I thought I would have some fun. I called the boys and moved the log, so that both ends are on the outside of the field. I came down here just now to see the fun. Hush, here they come again.’ Along the fence came the shoats, with snouts to the ground and tails curled, at a fast trot; when they reached the end of the log, where they had been accus- tomed to enter the field, they stopped for a moment, then entered one after the other; out they came at the other end of the log, looked bewildered and puzzled and started back, squealing, to repeat the act over and over again. “We watched the fun until our sides ached from laughing and then went back to the ranch to liquor up.” mie ELK AND: THE. SETTER: BOONE. The April sun had melted the snow from the Southern side of a ridge in the Blue mountains of Oregon, but on the Northern side and in the gorge it still lay 2 to 4 feet deep. Deer had not yet come up from their wintering on the plains, and elk had already left this winter retreat for the higher mountains. I hardly expected to find game, but we needed meat at the cabin, and I hoped I might stumble on game of some kind. Along the ridge were indications that elk had wintered there, but in the thawing snow the sign might be a day old or a month, for all I could tell. I came to a stretch of shale 100 yards across, perfectly level and free from plant growth. There my Irish setter, Dash, drew past me, raised his nose in the air, and went slowly and firmly forward. He had never deceived me and, though I could see nothing, I knew he would not now. I was hunting by his nose, not by my eyes. Here is where a setter makes us even with elk or deer; we have eye and ear equal to theirs, but they have also a nose—worth both the others. The setter has as good a nose as they, and with his help we are even. Trust it fully, fellow hunter; it will never fail you. You need not thread thickets nor wade marshes; give the setter the wind and go around them, he will do the rest. So, like a good Christian, I walked on by faith, and not by sight. This time my faith was well placed. The dog drew on; not nosing the ground but with head erect—for he is of noble blood. Every step was measured and firm, with no thought even of me; for him the universe lay in that tainted air. The shale crossed, the thickly wooded brink of a vast canyon followed, and there the dog stopped, mo- tionless asa stone. An unversed man might have said, “‘ Sage hen, blue grouse, perhaps.” But this man was versed, and he said to him- self, “‘ Deer, certain; a forerunner from the plains below.”’ Did Dash see it? Of course not, no more than he sees grouse in the grass or quail in the thicket. Seeing was not his forte: scenting was. I stepped cautiously forward, and looked over the brush covered slope of the canyon. Down at the left, 100 yards, I saw, just past a clump of mahogany, a great, round, yellow ham. I need not tell any mountain man that there is only one yellow thing in the moun- tains, the sides and ham of an elk. He was lying down, and no other part of him could be seen. What was to be done? To fire into that ham was to spoil 50 pounds of the best meat in Oregon; and I was after meat! Even then he might get away. My only chance was to shoot low on the hip and break the leg. I had a .45-100-405, Sharp’s shell in my rifle and I knew what it could do. I fired, and the great creature sprang upon 3 legs, the other dangling with a shat- tered bone. I heard him clattering up a small hill while I worked in another car- tridge. Looking up I saw, on top of the hill 50 yards away, my elk, with another of equal size beside him. I gave the newcomer a shot through the shoulder. He wheeled past me, I fired at his other shoulder, and down he went. A shot through the neck dropped the other elk 20 feet from him. I had secured 2 of the noblest animals in the mountains, and at least 600 pounds of meat. Dash all this while stood firm and un- moved as when he first made his point. That was his work until told to fetch. Not to disappoint him, I gave the word. When I got down the hill, he had chewed the hair from the back of the first elk trying to get a hold and fetch it to me. He was bent on doing his duty, regardless of the size of our game. Dash was sent me by Hon. W. Y. Ripley, of Rutland, Vt. I have often wished that gentleman could have stood by me on the prairie or in the mountains to watch the work of his beautiful gift. A RIGHT BEGINNING, AMATEUR PHOTO BY C.G. MOORE. Winner of 17th prize in RECREATION’s 4th Annual Photo Competition. AMATEUR PHOTO BY W. C. B. MERRIAM- RETURNING FROM THE HUNT. Eastman Bullet Film Camera. Universal lens, wide open; snap shot. “RETURNING FROM THE HUNT.” WM. C. B. MERRIAM. The accompanying photo shows prob- ably the finest brace of dogs that “ever went anywhere together.” Blake’s Rod, son of Roderigo, is the setter at the right 30 and Champion Dustaway, son of Strid- away, the pointer on the left of the pic- ture. We had been skittering for pickerel in Greene’s basin, Lake Winnepesaukee, and after fishing 2 or 3 hours I suggested to the doctor that I go on shore, build a fire and get things ready for dinner. It was while gathering firewood that 2 ruffed grouse flew up in front of me and, for- getting all about the fire, I got my gun and started in the direction the birds had taken. I had gone but a little way when one flushed on my right and disappeared into one of the pockets of my shooting coat. That shot brought the doctor on shore and then the fun began. Everything was forgotten except the birds and in 2 hours we had enough of them. While go- ing through an old wood road toward the boat I snapped the doctor, and on my return fotnd. I had .a “winner “waceat proved to be one of the best of the 36 negatives I got on that trip. On our arrival at camp, Welch island, the rest of our party were more than sur- prised at the result of our day’s work—7 large, plump grouse, 6 pickerel, the largest weighing 3% pounds, and 2 black bass. I have enlarged the photo to 20x24 inches, and colored it. As it now hangs in Doctor Blake’s office it makes a fine picture and is admired by all who see it; while to the doctor it is a constant remind- er of a most enjoyable trip. 4 my ANGLING EXPERIENCE. jello Jee ISO dies INA One morning in August I started for a day’s fishing in the dump, a body of water about 4 miles from my home. My com- panions were “Dad” and Milt. A pleasant walk took us to the water. As a party of illegal fishermen had pre- viously made several visits to the pond with nets, we found it useless to attempt to catch any bass, and had to content ourselves angling for the large sunfish that abounded in the water. We used small hooks and baited with worms—the ideal bait of the negro. Being compelled to fish from the shore we caught but few fish and during 2 hours of patient angling we were rewarded with only an occasional strike. Finally Milt disappeared through the rushes which bordered the path along the water’s edge. Soon we heard a trium- phant shout zd in a few moments he ap- peared, seated in a skiff which he had found on the bank, and making good headway toward our stand with a board which filled the place of a paddle. Dad declined to join him in the boat, saying, “Guess things will liven up a bit along here purty soon.” I gladly consented, however, to accom- pany Milt on a prospecting voyage. Our craft was a round bottomed concern, which rocked violently at each movement of the occupants and leaked badly. This we were forced to counteract by frequent baling. The pond was almost covered with moss, but we found one spot where a clear, circular pool, about to feet across, looked inviting, and there we threw our lines. Our bait was struck instantly and the race was on. We substituted flies for our bait hooks and they seemed even more enticing to the fish. In a short time we had 25 large sunfish flopping in the bottom of the boat, where 2 inches of water had been allowed to remain. It would have been well for us had we then been satisfied and returned to the shore with our spoils; but we were wrought up by success and greed over- came prudence. We prepared to hoist anchor and move a short distance. I laid my rod in the bottom of the boat and was moving toward my seat when my feet slipped and I collided with Milt... The boat lurched and took in water over the gunwale. Before a lightning cal- culator could count I0 we were both in the water and the boat was floating bot- tom up. I struck out for the shore, and on reaching it looked back, to see what had became of Milt. He was perched on the inverted boat, with dismay pictured on his countenance. “Why don’t you come in out of the wet?” Gant swim-a- stroke with. all these clothes on.” Here was a predicament, indeed! I converted myself into a life-saving crew, and, after several vain attempts, succeed- ed in towing the entire wreck, including the crew, into port. Our ardor quenched and our clothes drenched, we found that Dad had desert- ed in order to reach home and tell our friends before we should arrive. They have made it pleasant for us, on occa- sions, ever since. AMATEUR PHOTO BY MRS. L. R. VAN HOUTEN. DISCOURAGED. AMATEUR PHOTO BY ERNEST STURT AND FRANK KEELER. AN ACCIDENTAL PORTRAIT. CAN YOU'FIND IT? TELE STREAM Of DREAMS. BS. DICKSON: I stand on the bank Of the stream of dreams, By a dreamland fishing pool, With its o’er hanging tree, And blithe chickadee, And the rippling water cool. 1 cast my ‘fly Near the old pine log, Where the swirling waters curl. T cast with skill, And a right good will, And then comes the longed-for swirl. The stream flows on, Though the seasons change, And the blossoms fade and die, And 1 go at will To that mountain rill, Till my journey’s end is nigh. Ww is) Foal E Brother Gill and I have been inseparable anglers for years. Should you run across Gill fishing a stream I can be found not far away. There is and has been a constant rivalry between us as to who shall catch the largest trout. Numbers do not count with us. It is the sport of being afield or in the forest that lures us to the brooks. Furthermore, only large fish go to our baskets. On a certain day last season the race be- tween us had been unusually close. At 4 in the afternoon I had 12 good sized trout and Gill had to. I felt I was far enough in the lead, and loafed along near by while he industriously fished every pool. Il urged him again and again to pack up and start for home, but he wouldn’t listen to it, and declared he would catch a trout that would swallow my entire catch with ease. That, I told him, would have to be a sturgeon. Gill is great on playing a fish. I am, too; but since that day he is greater than I. On that occasion I wandered alpng and noticed that Gill stayed long by a wide and shallow pool. Holding his hand up in warning he commanded me to keep away. I obeyed, yet felt fearful that after all he would beat my record that day. Should T hurl a stone into that pool? Perish the thought! Not for a trout made of gold. ~ F, PLAYING A PRIZE. H, Suddenly a wild yell startled me! I rushed to Gill’s side and found him playing a huge fish which he had successfully hooked. His rod was bent almost double, and he worked back and forth skillfully. How that fish did fight! Across the pool, back again, down stream, sulking under a rock, never yielding an inch without a desperate strug- gle. We could see his golden brown back when he came to the top of the water, and he looked every inch a 3-pounder! } “He will weigh over 3 pounds,” Gill yelled. The a look of worriment came over his face. ; “T fear I shall lose him,” he yelled again. A generous impulse sprang into my heart. I would help him land that fish though it smashed my record into bits. I rushed into the water and grasped the line. One fiial pull, and the fish was flung through the air, landing on the top of the bank. We looked at each other, Gill’s face expressing unutterable thanks.. Then we look toward the prize and at that moment he flopped over on his back. We ex- changed glances again. A grin on my part at first, a roar of convulsive laughter, and then the boy was executing a war dance on his fish, filling him with lead from his 6- shooter between jumps. Gill had caught a sticker! WORD SAVING POEM. Some cooks bake with cottolene, “ce “eé lard, use no grease at mals But their pie crust’s mighty hard. < Some men chew their plug tobacco, ‘ “ec 6c the tag, never work their jaw Except to chew the rag. Some men put their ads. in papers, ‘ec “cc “ce ce them on the fence, never advertise, Who ought to have more sense. —Tit-Bits, \ FROM. THE GAME IIELDS. A GAME HOG WHO RUNS BY STEAM. This letter is printed verbatim et litera- tim just to show how low and how vulgar a man can be who devotes his life to the destruction of game: South Bend, Ind., Nov. 6, 99. Mr. -G. O. Shields, N° Wark Dear Si in reply to yous of the 3 inst will ‘say 7 My .son “Veo .and the - writer Did Kill 100 mud hens and 88 good Duck one Weak ago _ yesterday on hudson Leak and as you wish to know the Par- ticulars will given A true act of How it was done... in the first place I am well fixt for the Business and have killed more duck and spent mor money and given the mater mor thought than any man of my age being a practal genious and inventer I have devized many means of geting at the ever watchfull Ducks, and as I am growing old in the Busness and canot Stand the Exposure Hardships I use to I considered a come out the Idee of Kill- ing Ducks from a Steam yacht. I Built me a Steam yacht 35 long 8 fet Beam, and as I could not find on the market an Engine to my notion I Desided to make my own and after build- ing Seven Diferent Kinds suceeded in geting what I was after a Boat that I can run ordinary 8 to 10 miles per hour and reserved power suficient to drive the yacht at the rate of 20 to 22 mile per hour for a half mile or so the above is all my own invention Built under my supervisian in our Plow Shop on the morning refered to we got up three oclock and had steam up and at the first rais of light in the East we started up on the north side of the lake and run clear up to the head befor we saw a sign of a mud hen or a Duck as we turned to com back we was both feel- ing blue as we had expected to Catch sight of them in the first haff mile as the Boat swang around towar the East we could see a Black spot way out in the midle of the lak and we head for it and on coming near we could see that they was mud hens the game we was after a small flock of some 20 25 and when we was within 150 yard of them I open up the throttle valve & we went into them my son shot both Barrels and I don like wise and we lower the small Boat and picked up 8 Dead ones and on looking further Down the lake near our Cotage we saw a very large flock so away we steamed after them. I cut the speed out and when within abt 200 yard of them instid of going 34 straigh after them (we alway get above & come down with the wind as the Ducks cant rais unles they turn and fly) up against the wind I| turn to the left and they turned to the right and bunched up & Leo he open up the throttle and the yacht seamed to fairly fly through the water and I turn the yacht Direct toward them and as we neared them they seamed to be Demoralized as they hudled so close together that they covered every inch of the water and as we was upon them befor they evan started to fly my Boy let go one Barrel on the water and as they rose |] let go my little gun 12 bore Both Barrels and Droped it, and picked up my son Oliver’s gun a remington Pump 6 shot and pumped it dry at them Leo got 3 shot with the Big No 1o gun & I shot 8 shot with No 12 shells comin black Pow- der No 7 shot by this time we was out of reach and reversed the Engine & back up and lowered the small Boat and Leo Picked them up and after he had them picked up & counted we foun we had Killed 52 Bird Dead with our 11 shots in abt as many seconds this with our 8 made 60 Bird killed Dead within ten minutes While we was admiring the shots Leo say Father what is them on looking in the Direction indicated I saw the largest flock of what is known in the country as Dubby Ducks I says to Leo if thos stop in the lake we will have the Fun of Life we watch them Fly around the Leak three times and as they had looked the ground over for hunters & seen none they conclude to light which they Did in abt a half mile of us I shoveled the Fire Box full of coal & see that water was all right put on the Blower and in no time scarcly the steam was blowing off at 130 Ibs to the square inch it seamed as though Iron & Steel enjoyed the sport as well as ourselves We held a short consultation of war and De- sided as folows as I am well posted as to the Habit of all Water fowl and Knew about what they would do as I have wiped out many a flock befor Leo was to shoot Both Barrels as quick as posable and then shut off and revers the Engine and stay by it for further orders but to Have plenty of Shells in reach and shoot as often as Possible all being ready we took a large circle around to get above them so as to come down with wind which had increast to a good stiff Breeze Just what we needed we let the yacht run probly 4 or 5 miles per hour speed untill they had noticed us and commenced «imming down with the — wind and as befor I turned the Boat so - . a ; aa we ; ie > fe as the smoke from the Boat at a tryangle from the line of our coarse this brought the Ducks in the tryangle and they began to get frightened and first look at the Boat and then at the smok and by this time we had put on all speed and the En- gine was exaustin like a pasenger Engine pulling a Train at the rat of a mile a min- ute and we had them so Badly frightened that they Began to Dive & by this time we was upon them & Leo let go the Big No to gun & I kept it up with my two guns the Engine was reversed & the Boat stoped in littie over its length so we brough to a standstill in reach of those that Dove and they seamed to come up just as fast as we could load and shoot We dont Know or have any idee How many time we shot but kep up the Canade as long as there was any in reach and when we had them picking up & counted ther was (48) forty eight to our credit this Broke up the flock in to smoll flocks and as ther was so many with wings broke and cripled that they become easy victims as they preferred to Dive rather than take the chances flying which was good judgment in them we folowed them up untill we run out of amunition and run in to Breakfast & and on counting up found we had killed & got 87 mud hens and 64 Ducks got in at Half Past 7 oclock and Leos wife had Breakfast redy which we eat in a hurry & returned to finish the Spaniard as I remarked as we returned with amunition suficient to kill two Hun- dred more by this time the local Hunters near the lake had begun to put out in small boats shooting our cripples we killed and got 24 more Duck and mud hens enough to make an even Hundred could have Killed more mud hens but Desided not to do so I .am 56 years old & this is the finest Days sport I Ever Had and I have Hunted since I was 12 years oald and use to Hunt Duck an the Kankee River and marshes when I Had to mak my living by selling the game I killed I am going to build me a Faster yacht this winter & if I live you may Hear from me again Wek Casaday Poet Haye a-Photo of Part of the game as we caried it from the yacht to the Cotage Can send one if you wish What is your rates for advertising > ANSWER. No, I don’t care for the photo. I would advise you to send that to the Police Ga- zette. My readers all know what you look like, from your own description of your- self. One thing certain, there can be no doubt as to the length of your bristles. mee tor the ad. I would* not print it if you should bury it in gold a foot deep.— EDITOR. FROM THE GAME FIELDS. 35 GRIZZLY PETE AND M.P. DUNHAM. Jackson, Wyo. Editor RECREATION: I knew a man living at Henry’s lake, in 1884, who was always throwing stones, but lived in a glass house. Old Grizzly Pete has written his word down, through a Lucerne widow stenographer, that he is trying to reform, and if no one throws up his past short comings, he is likely to sur- vive these new fangled progressive ideas: I ain’t going to kill any more elk than I want to eat, and won't kill every blamed varmint I sce just ’cause I want to shoot off the old .45-70 and see ’em drop. In ’84 there used to be some great guns up at Henry’s lake—I guess there are yet. I don’t see how they can make them any better, nowdays. I was just talking to my old woman last night, aid I asked her if she remembered those foxes old M. P. Dunham used to shoot at from the upper end of Henry’s lake. The foxes used to be running around on the ice 4 miles away, and how he used to see his 50-120 Sharpe’s bullets knock up the snow around them. She said, “Yes, he used to tell about knocking the bark off that old pine tree way tother end of the lake, 4 miles or more. And,” says she, “he must have been telling the truth cause he could prove all these things by High Livermore, and old High wouldn't lie.. The tree died aiter- wards.” I says to the old woman: “I don’t be- lieve he done it, ’cause that same winter, I knowed of a bunch of 17 elk calves, which come down on the east side of the lake, and Dunham and Deney McDonald went after them, each taking 50 rounds of am- munition. They wasn’t very good shots them days, ’causethey had to come back to the house after more cartridges to kill the cripples, but they did manage to exter- minate the whole bunch. “Course I don’t know how to compare them old guns with these new fangled ideas. I don’t see how Dunham is such a crack shot, and how he knows a good gun from a bad one. If he tells the story him- self, whv then of course he can make a good record, but when he shoots 150 shots into a bunch of poor, weak calf elks ’fore he gets them all killed, then I advertises the fact that he ain’t a very good judge.” Grizzly Pete knows Durham is a pretty good fisherman: I knows when he use to catch 400 to 500 big trout with hook and line out of Henrys lake every day, and some days when the market at Butte, Boze- man and Helena was good, then he would take the seine and get from 1,000 to 2,000 trout at a haul. The old woman says: “Yes, and there ain’t many fish left in Henry’s lake, I tell you. Dunham was a good fisherman, but he wasn’t much of 30 a hunter. Why, I heard him tell old man Pierce he could guarantee to show him 20 mountain lions a week, and when they got to where the lions ought to have been he couldn’t find one. All they killed was a cotton tail rabbit, ’cept the cook killed a black-tail deer.” And I says to the old woman, and old Dunham, says I, “Grizzly Pete are a game hog.” and says I to myself, ‘‘I’m re- forming, and the same ain’t no lie.” Mr. Roaster Man, what do you think of Dunham? Grizzly Pete. HE DECLINES TO ANSWER. A hunting party composed of E. S. Babcock, Henry Seybold, George and Fred Garretson, Nate Nichols and Dr. Barnes passed through Otay en route to the Otay dam. The sport began at 6 a. m. the next morning when the hunters entered boats on the reservoir and pulled trom one end of the lake to the other. On the first trip over the water they brought down 700 birds, the trip occupying ove hour and a quarter. Each man had 2 repeating shot guns, and wasthus able to shoot 12 shots without reloading. Two more trips over the lake were made, and thetotal was brought up to1z,s50c birds. —E£l Cajon ( Cat.) Valley News. Here is another explanation of the rapid disappearance of game _ birds throughout the country. It will be re- membered that a year ago Mr. Babcock wrote me, confessing to having been one of a party which slaughtered several hun- dred ducks, in the same way, at the same place as described above. I hoped the cau- tion given him and his friends at that time would deter them from engaging in such slaughter again, but it seems they are hardened brutes, utterly shameless; that they care nothing for the rights of others so long as they can satisfy their own taste for butchery. It is strange that the Cali- fornia legislature does not pass a law pro- hibiting such work. I wrote Mr. Babcock, asking him if the report was true and he replied as follows: Your postal card received, in which you say you have been advised that I and some friends recently killed 7oo ducks. have been advised wrongly, nor do I in- _tend to be caught by giving you any further information in regard to it and then have you twist whatever I say to suit your own ideas. We have phenomenal duck shooting here, and while we may not know what true sport is, our consciences are not troubling us any. E. S. Babcock, Coronado, Cal. ANSWER. There is,no question as to your know- ing what true sport is. You have doubt- less lived long enough and have mingled sufficiently with true sportsmen to know one when you meet and talk with him, and it is unfortunate you should not have absorbed some of the good qualities of these men from your association with RECREATION. Ze ss ‘ing from Dead You- them. On the other hand, it is gratifying to know I am not alone in branding you and your kind as game hogs. I note that the press of your State has taken up the matter, and the fact that 50 to 100 clip- pings of each of these articles condemning you are sent me by people in your State, with the request that I give you another dose, is proof of the fact that decent men everywhere approve my course. Here is a sample of the way the local press is treating these butchers: Coronado, Oct. 24, ’99.—Another murderous raid on the ducks at Otay Dam was made last Saturday. The party left San Diego Friday evening, and spent the night at E. S. Babcock’s residence, at Otay. A start was made at 6 o’clock Saturday morning, and at 8 o’clock 500 dead ducks were counted as the result for 2 hours of shooting. A few more rounds over the reservoir followed, and at x o’clock there were 1,835 ducks ready for the return trip to town. During the second round E. A. Hornbeck providen- tially received a full charge of shot intended for the ducks, that peppered his face and neck pretty thor- oughly. Last Saturday’s hunters included A. Rey- nolds, president of the Cuyamacaclub, E. A. Hornbeck, N. Nichols, F. C. Ecker, J. E. O’Brien, C. W. Morgan, Mr. Noyes, C. B. Daggett, Henry Seyboldt and E. S. Babcock. The club’s weekly slaughter is set to take place next Saturday.—Los Angeles (Cal.) Times, I wish every one of these men might have gotten a charge of shot in the neck, even as Hornbeck did.—EDpITor. FOR WINTER MEAT. In the middle of October, 1893, I was in - Jackson’s Hole, hunting my winter sup- ply of meat. Starting out early one morn- Man’s gulch, 10 miles from the foot of Jackson’s lake, I crossed the prairie, intending to round the lake into the timber of the Southwest. This was a good place for game. I saw a number of antelope as I crossed the valley, and killed one large buck, dressed it and packed it to a tree, where I hung it up to await my return. In the timber I saw abundant signs of elk, and soon I heard a bull-whistle. Dismounting, I started out to find him, and while ad- vancing toward the spot whence the whis- tle had come, I heard a noise behind me. Turning, I found about 25 elk coming right to me, as if to run me down. I drew trigger on the leader, a large cow, which “tumbled to my racket.” Another shot laid her calf by her side. The rest of the band ran back into the timber. I fired twice as they ran, but missed. Presently I saw the band again, 75 yards away, standing still, watching me. With them were 2 large bulls, one in the lead, the other behind. JI aimed at the leader’s neck, and he dropped out of sight. Reloading, I fired at the bull in the rear, which also dropped. The others ran away. I could have killed more, but having all I wanted I _ stopped. When I reached my first bull he lay dead enough, and I walked by, within 10 feet, intending to find the second. In a moment, hearing hoofs tattooing, I looked around and found No. 1 running off as if untouched. Two shots carried my remonstrances after him, — but he went on, and I started again for No. 2. He was gone, so I must have creased them both. I dressed the cow and the calf and started for camp, intending to stir up the antelope on the way. I soon found a bunch, and started to crawl up on them, when they took alarm and ran right past, stopping 50 yards away to look. I bored one through the shoulders, but. she ran 300 yards before she fell. They die hard. The next day I went out and got the elk I had killed, and the second day took an- other hunt. Unsuccessful. Third day, un- successful, till nearly home, when I ran upon 75 of the elk. I was riding a good horse and resolved to run for it; headed off half of them, dismounted, broke a 2- year-old bull’s hind leg and got him. I could see 200 elk from there go down to their winter range. W. L. Winegar, Egin, Idaho. AN AMERICAN IN KOREA. Woodbridge O. Johnson, of Easton, Pa,. is one of few Americans who have had the privilege of hunting in the interior of Korea. In that strange country Koreans, excepting the king’s soldiers, are not al- lowed to possess firearms. Mr. Johnson is a medical missionary, and represents the Presbyterian board of foreign missions. He is accompanied by his wife, who was Miss Edith Parker, a graduate of Vassar, and a native of In- diana. Mr. Johnson graduated from Lafayette college in 1892. He subsequently entered the medical department of the University of Pennsylvania and received his diploma in 1895. He served 2 years in the Kings county hospital, Brooklyn, N. Y. It was in-the Maine woods that Mr. Johnson learned to shoot. Many vaca- tions has he spent in that wonderland with his cousin, Olcott Payne, of New York City. paring for a trip to the Orient. He recent- ly received the following letter from Mr. Johnson: _ “I have not had time to do much shoot- ing. I have killed a good many Asiatic ’ pheasants—larger and sweeter than our ruffed grouse—also ducks, which, with geese, are here in multitudes all winter. Deer are very scarce. At a monastery where I was studying with my teacher last _ Spring there were several tigers and leop- ards about. I saw and got within 4o feet of a large leopard, but had no gun. At another place I saw from my window a large wildcat. Mr. Payne is now in Seattle pre- — FROM THE GAME FIELDS. 37 “T expect to visit and study at the same place this spring, and should like to try for a tiger. A bird I have seen, but not yet hunted, is the bustard, a big bird like a wild turkey in some respects, except that it flies high. “The Koreans shoot very little, guns being prohibited to any but the king’s soldiers, and the few sporting guns they have are flintlocks with full stocks. These shoot from the hip. My shooting on the wing amazes them. When not busy I hope to have more time for shooting. “We are situated in a broad valley with mountains on each side, about 100 miles inland from Fusan, the Southeastern port opposite Japan. The greater part of the country is sparsely wooded, only in the North having much itmber. Korea is as large as Minnesota, with a population es- timated at 12,000,000. The people are of 2 classes, the laborers and the ‘yangbans’ | or nobles. It is mountainous, except in the North,some peaks always covered with snow; deep, narrow valleys and a few broad plains.” OUR COON HUNT. Ei ByE. jiaving heard from Farmer Wilson that the coons were making havec in his cornfield, Jim and I, accompanied by his little water spaniel, set out one still, crisp, frosty evening with the determination of capturing the whole coon family. We had to travel about a mile and a half across lots, and help each other through innumer- able barbed wire fences before we came within sight of the field of action. Our little dog, Trip, ran before us into every hole and corner, while we were busy lay- ing our plans to drive the coons out of the cornfield, and as fast as Trip should tree them to take turns shooting them out. We even went so far as to draw cuts with sticks to decide which of us should shoot the first coon. The lot fell to Jim, and if < should miss the first shot I was to shoot im. Just then we heard the dog barking away down across a field to the left, where a ditch ran across the meadow. We fol- lowed the sound and came to a small Dridge which crossed the ditch. There we found the dog had treed something under the bridge. Panting and out of breath we waited a few moments, feel- ing sure of our game. The dog kept up a loud barking, but was afraid to go under the bridge and bring out the animal. “T know he is a monster, or that dog of mine would bring him out,” said Jim. “Or perhaps it-is a wild cat.” We yelled, “Sick ’em,” to the dog, but not an inch would he go under the bridge. Finally we lifted up a plank, 38 thinking we might see the animal’s eyes shine and thus get a shot at him. Jim was to have the first chance. Getting down on my hands and knees I peered cau- tiously into the darkness, when suddenly something dashed into my face and eyes and a horrible smell filled the air. My eyes felt as if they were coming out by the roots. I doubt if any North American Indian ever performed such a war dance as . L>.did ‘the next 20. numiutes, > “Jim laughed and yelled and kicked about like an old fool. His miserable little cur started for home with his tail between his legs, and that was the last we saw of him. On our way heme I promised Jim Io loads of shot and an old Fenian dirk knife if he would not tell, but the next morning I could see a fly on a church steeple 4 miles away. JUSTICE IS BLIND’ IN MAINE. You-wished to know the sequence of Game Warden French’s seizure, on a wharf at Eastport, of the carcasses of 17 deer consigned to Boston parties. The deer were brought to the wharf in barrels by one Byron Lurchin, who runs a lighter between Pembrooke and Eastport. French obtained 2 indict- ments against Lurchin, and brought the case before the Spring term of the.S. J. Court in this city. One indictment was thrown out because of an error in the writ. Qn the other the jury refused to convict on the ground that Lurchin, being a common carrier, presumably did not know what the barrels contained. The fizzle in this case and in one or 2 others brought by Mr. French was duplicated in every criminal case which came _ before th¢e.last‘sesstom ‘of = ANSWER. Stocking a lake with bass is a simple matter if the lake is situated in a region where the bass is indigenous: The only thing necessary is to go to any stream or — water in the neighborhood which contains | bass, catch with a seine as many bass as may be desired, put them in a tub of. water or other large vessel, take them to the lake and turn them loose in it. To keep them from jumping out of the tub cover it with an old gunny sack or some- thing of the kind. Late in the fall is a good time to make the plant, as the fish are not so apt to die as in warm weather. The large-mouthed black bass is best for lakes, though in the cold lakes of Northern Indiana, Michigan, and Wisconsin, the small-mouthed black bass does equally well. In Lake Maxinkuckie the small- mouthed seem even more abundant than the other species. . B. W. Evermann. CAN PROVE HiS-CATECEH- My old pard and I were camping out on one of the beautiful inland lakes in the Northeastern part of the State. We had fished faithfully all day, using all kinds of bait, both natural and artificial. We had worn the plating off from our spinners, dragging them around the lake, but had not landed one fish. It was getting dark, so we suspended hostilities, thinking per- haps the wind would change during the night and give us better luck the next day. When we arrived at the boat house we baited 5 of our hooks with angle worms and stuck the rods fast in the dock, with the hooks in the water, as we supposed. In the morning we went out to see what luck the night had brought us. Our hooks were at least 3 feet from the surface of the water, and each hook had a fat bull- head on it, hanging up there high and dry. We figured out that those fish had got up on the dock, climbed out on the poles and slid down the lines to get the bait. If anyone is skeptical or doubts this story I can show him the lake. . “Frank Corlis, Dansville, N. Y. NIBBLES. The Rio Grande river, from its junction with Willow creek, has for the past year been filled with dead and dying trout, pre- sumably killed by the poisonous water ~ which comes from the concentrators at Creede. Last July, while camped just be- low Wagon Wheel Gap, our party found hundreds of trout floating down stream dead or dying. I understand there are no screens at the head of any of the irriga- tion ditches below Del Norte. When the ditches are closed millions of trout are left without water, and are, eventually, thrown es eee + K e into wagons and hauled away for fertilizer. his condition of affairs is ruining one of | Bbe finest trout steams in Colorado, and there should be some way to stop it. | Bee F. W. W., Kansas City, Mo. _ Four fishmongers are in a serious difficulty with the State Fish Commission, Last Saturday Deputy C. A. Vogelsang visited the Union Fish Market and discoy- iced a box of salmon in the possession of 2 fellows named Gusti and Sposito, in violation of the law which prohibits the taking or possessing of these fish until aturday night next. Mr. Vogelsang seized the catch ‘and was taking itaway when he was set upon by the _ 2, aided by several of their fellow employes. He was | no match for the half dozen brawny fishermen, who _ hurled him aside and carried off the ae of fish. Yes- ay the 6 were arrested on charges of having salmon intheir possession during the closed season, and of ae iageeg and interfering with an officer in the dis- charge of his duty. Bail was fixed at $200 in each | case.—San Francisco Call, And I trust the Dagos were fined at least $100 each.—EpiTor. A boy’s fishing rod was fastened to the root of a tree on the river bank, and he was sitting in the sun playing with his dog, idling the time away. He had been fishing all day and had caught absolutely nothing. “Fishing?” inquired the man passing. “Yes,” answered the boy. still, E. rill 2 glade; , laid, _~ A lover of dim ways in woodland shade Is he whose martial music shakes the _~ FISH AND FISHING. 45 “Nice dog you have there; what is his name?” “Fish,” replied the boy. “Fish? That’s a queer name for a dog. What do you call him that for?” ““’Cause he won’t bite.” Then the man proceeded on his way.— Cleveland Leader. A small mouth black bass, the largest ever caught in this vicinity of which there is a record, was recently taken in Carp lake near Southard’s hotel, by R. M. Williamson, of Chicago, who a few weeks ago caught there a 7% lb. bass of the same variety. This latest catch weighed 734 lbs., measured 23% inches in length and 20 inches around. Nearly 20 minutes were re- quired to land it—Morning Record, Trav- erse City, Mich. Are you a fly fisherman? If so, why not send ine 2 subscriptions to RECREATION and get a dozen high grade assorted trout flies, listed at $1? Or 3 subscriptions and get a dozen high grade assorted bass flies, listed at $2? THE RUFFED GROUSE. HERBERT BASHFORD. ’ Cool air where lilies drowse and silver | Alone draws light adown .the gloomy a Where, deep within the hush, dank moss is ee - That Solitude may rove from hill to hill, | With soundless tread, and where no = | bird’s glad thrill : t F’er breaks the iron silence God has made. iz To haunt sequestered dells is his delight % eee low-drooping ferns that shadow | z a & The dreamy pools; and when, care- a worn, we come = To where the wilderness makes of the . Night | =o A dusky slave forever held in thrall, Ba We hear the throbbing thunder of his drum. GUNS AND AMMUNITION. LIKES THE MOGG SIGHT. Mr. Wilson, of Syracuse, speaks of buy- ing a telescope of L. N. Mogg, and says he is doing good work with it. I, too, have a Mogg, on a .30-30, and with this combination I can get more woodchucks than with anything I have ever seen. When Mr. Mogg put on the sight, he said the rifle was the best shooting .30-30 he had then tried. With it I have, and think I can again, put 10 shots on the size of a quarter of a dollar at 110 paces. The first time I ever used it I shot 12 shots at I1 wood- chucks and a large hawk. The first was a miss, but the rest were all kills, 10 chucks and‘ the hawk. I have used the Du Pont .30 calibre powder, and the Du Pont No. 1, with different loads, and with bullets from one to 10 to one to 20. I lubricate every bullet, and have never had any trouble with leading. In my opinion, if the users of the .30-30 would tell just what load they use when they are satisfied or otherwise, the conflicting reports we have would soon clear up. I know from actual trials that a bullet driven by black powder at, say, 1,300 feet a second, will not mushroom like the same bullet driven by the government smokeless with a velocity of 2,000 feet a second. I have wind gauge and Vernier screw mount on my mount- ings. The glass is 10 power, and will show a bullet hole in the white at 200 yards. I have open sights on mountings, and like them, too. I have shot many a chuck with a Remington Creedmoor .44-105-550, and with the full load it will tear a large hole in a woodchuck. I don’t mean to convey the impression that a .30-30 will shoot as close as a .32-40, but let Mr. Mogg put on the glass and you will be well pleased with the work. I have a Baker Paragon shot gun, No. 360, and have yet to find the man who has one of this grade and is willing to give it up. James H. Pixley, Schuyler Lake, N. Y. SHOT GUN SMOKELESS. I have always been interested in your Guns and Ammunition department, and have read with great pleasure the various contributions relative to tests with smoke- less powder. Recently I have carried out some tests myself, and believe my experi- ence will be of some interest to other sportsmen. During the past 2 or 3 years I have tried the various nitro powders on the market, and have succeeded in getting fairly good results with all. In this in- stance, however, I desired to make a prac- tical test, and to that end took half a dozen ~ of the best known nitros with me, on my vacation, from which I have just returned. I tested these powders in bird shooting as well as at targets, and kept tab on the various loads, as far as was possible in the | field. My best results were obtained with shells loaded with Laflin & Rand shot sy smokeless. The charge I used was grains, with 1% ounces of No. 7% chilled shot. I found that with this load I could stop the birds at any reasonable distance. When I missed it was my fault, and not that of either the gun or the shells. I was pleased with the trial I made at targets, the pattern and penetration both being wonderful. The absence of smoke, the slight recoil and the cleanliness of this powder were just what I had always wished for, but which I had despaired of finding. The Laflin & Rand shot gun smokeless is all right, and if I had 10 days more to spend with the birds my shells would be loaded with this powder alone. I am con- fident a trial will convince anyone of the merits of this powder, and that when he has once used it he will discontinue all Sete experiments with smokeless pow- er. Robert Skinner, Lexington, Ky. HAVE YOUR GUNS TREATED. Can the Gun Bore Treatment Co., of New York, so treat a pair of gun barrels that they will not rust, lead or pit? Will some of the readers of RECREATION kindly tell their experience in the matter? Also, will some one tell me which is the better gun cleaner, the Tomlinson or the Budd-Petmecky? A. D. Hammond, M. D., Brockton, Mass. ANSWER. . I know the Gun Bore Treatment people intimately, and they are thoroughly relia- ble in every way. I have had them treat several of my guns, one both inside and outside, and if I had 50 guns I should have every one of them treated. have been familiar with the process more than a year. I saw one gun that was treated in Los Angeles, Cal., by the inventor of the process, nearly 4 years ago. It has been used and abused thoroughly every shooting season since. It was used for duck shooting on the coast, was frequently left out over night in fog, spray, rain, or whatever came. It has never been cleaned in these 4 years, ex- and © _large 5-prong buck deer. shoulders. : / cept to occasionally rub out the barrel, in order to show some interested party that it is still in good condition. I am positive the treatment will not in- jure a gun in any way, and that, on the contrary, it may safely be applied to the finest gun ever made, with a certainty of protecting it thereafter against any kind of use or abuse. I regard the Tomlinson cleaner as far superior to the other one you mention. Furthermore, the Tomlinson is advertised in RECREATION, and the other is not. EDITOR. SMALL BORE SUITS HIM. I am a small-bore crank. I think the .32-20 Winchester the best rifle made, con- sidering its size. I have hunted with all calibres, from a .32 to a .50 needle gun. For deer and smaller game up to 300 yards I would not lay down a .32-20 for them all. I have killed probably 300 deer and ante- lope in my time, so you can judge I have had some experience, though I am but 26 years old. I believe if a deer is shot in front of the diaphragm with a .32 it will not run so far as it will if shot with a .44 or .45. The .32 bleeds inside and stops the action of the heart quicker. I have a Parker 12 gauge shot gun with fine Damascus barrels, and am perfectly satisfied with it. I use Lyman rear sight, and front of my own make. I reload all my own cartridges, using Ideal tools; but think the Peters cartridges the best fac- tory ammunition made. However, I pre- fer my own make to them all. .32-20 Crank, Drewsey, Ore. Why did you kill so many deer? What did you do with them? You certainly do not wish to admit you are a market hunter and that you sold them? You certainly could not use them. From your own story I should judge you are one of the worst of all the butchers. ‘ EDITOR. HOW TO BLUE STEEL. I had good luck on my hunting trip in Northern Maine. I[ killed instantly with my .30-30 carbine a 300-pound bear and a The buck was facing me at 100 yards, and I hit him in a line with the brisket, right between the The soft nose tore a hole that I could nearly put my fist in. The bear was hit back of the shoulder and I think the bullet went through her heart. It came out near the opposite hind leg. The .30-30 carbine is a powerful weapon, and I think it will throw a ball about a mile and a half. M. C. Murphy asks how to blue parts of steel. It can be done as follows: Ist. Wipe the part to be blued perfectly clean so no a “GUNS AND AMMUNITION 7 47 oil is on it. 2d. Polish it with fine emery dust and wipe it off again. 3d. Get a flat piece of iron about % inch thick and heat it nearly red hot. Put the part to be blued on this iron and soon it will turn straw color. Then it will get darker until a beautiful dark blue shade will appear. After this put it aside to cool. R. D. Benson, Jr.; Philadelphia, Pa. APPROVES THE REPEATING SHOT GUN. Your persistent efforts to raise the stand- ard of sportsmanship meet with hearty re- sponse from every true lover of the rod and gun. Any reader of RECREATION it has been my fortune to meet has had noth- ing but commendation for your policy. “Old Shooter,’ in September number, seems to be looking for trouble, and doesn’t know exactly where to find it, but lets fly on general principles. I shoot a repeating shot gun, and maintain it is just as much a gentleman’s arm as any double gun ever made. The fact that a fool sometimes owns one is not the gun’s fault any more than a double gun is to blame when a beast who carries one blots out a whole covey of birds at 30 or 35 yards. A double gun is a good gun if properly made and in good hands, while there has never been made the equal of the Winchester repeating shot gun for any- where near the price. The fact that a shooter may use either style of weapon does not brand him a game hog, or a gentle sportsman, as the case may be. It all depends on how he uses his gun. Dr. R. N. Sessions, Huntington, Ind. THE .32-40 WINCHESTER. Where can I get a Remington, a Berdan (Russian model), or a Martini Henry (Turkish model) rifle? I had a Martini Henry .45-85. 36-inch barrel, and lent it to a so-called friend, who skipped with it. Wherever he is I hope he will read this, be- cause for range, penetration and accuracy the rifle was second to none. J have used a .30-40 Winchester smokeless, and for range and shocking power it is superb, but accuracy is lacking. If you would believe al! that is said by small-bore cranks you would be deceived. Remarkable stories are told of hits made by .30-40’s, but if the misses were all recorded RECREATION would have to get out a supplement. .45-85-480, Hoboken, N. J. ANSWER, You can buy a Remington single-shot rifle, calibre .43, Spanish, for $12, or a Pea- body-Martini, Turkish model, .45 calibre rifle, for $18, from Hartley & Graham, 315 Broadway, New York, 48 RECREATION. © PREFERS A RIFLE, e I think the shot gun is one of the things the L. A. S. should condemn. It is too easy to get game with a shot gun, and so men kill more than they need. If they don’t get 15 to 50 rabbits in a day here they think they are not doing well. Six or 8 men, 3 or 4 dogs, shot guns and a ferret or 2 make the combination. I had a rifle and was glad to get one or 2 squirrels in a day, but I once got the shot gun fever, though I did not get my share of game. I borrowed a shot gun and went out with 2 companions, a dog and a ferret. We got 6 rabbits. I came home disgusted and cured. Too much like butchery. The game had no chance for their lives. We have some quails yet, but the winters are hard on them, and the shot guns are worse. A. J. Knowles, Otsego, Mich. ENDORSES THE REMINGTON. I have a 12 gauge, 744 Remington ham- merless, grade A, with 30-inch barrels, and I don’t think there is a better gun made. The balance is perfect, and the rib is straight and flat instead of being sagged in the middle like that of some guns I have seen of the same or even a higher price. I have never seen a gun, regard- less of price, that shoots any better. I compared it with a gun of another well- known make, that is often praised in REc- REATION, and the owner himself decided in favor of the Remington. I think a sportsman’s outfit should consist first of all of RECREATION, then a Remington double barrel, a Winchester repeater, of calibre to suit the owner, a Stevens or Reming- ton target rifle, and any powder or am- munition advertised in RECREATION. D. C. Avery, Dunmore, Pa. SMALE SHOT: T have a .30-30 Winchester, 94 model, 26-inch barrel, half magazine. Is there any other gun better than that for big game hunting, excepting, of course, the 95 model Winchester? Is the Savage enough better to justify me in selling the .30-30 and buy- ing one? What would be the range and penetra- tion of a .32 and .38 ball, fired from a re- volver? On the box of a revolver I have read, “do not use smokeless powder.” Does that refer also to King’s powder in Peters’s cartridges? Would a ,32 revolver be big enough to carry on a cattle ranch? Or would a .38 be better? J. D. N., New York City. I notice ‘“Subscriber’s’ contention in re- gard to the rule of falling bodies, as ap- plied to a rifle bullet. If “Subscriber” will put on his thinking cap he will remember that the muzzle or initial velocity of the .30-30 bullet is so great as to almost en- tirely overcome the force of gravitation for the first 300 yards, and that, therefore, the bullet does not fall 4 feet in that range, nor anywhere near that. As an example of speed overcoming gravitation, I refer “Subscriber” to the old school-boy trick of gliding at a high rate of speed, on skates, over thin ice where the first slow step could not be taken without a dead cer- tainty of getting wet. J. H. M., Jersey City, N. J. There is an error in my article in No- vember RECREATION. The length of bar- rels of the 11-pound Parker, 1o-gauge, is not 24 inches, but 40%4 inches. The shells © are 3% inches long, and the gun was given all the powder it would use. I never knew what an immense advertis- ing medium RECREATION is until that arti- cle appeared. I have received letters from everywhere, Canada to California, York State and Pennsylvania, and am daily ex- _ pecting one from some game hog in h——1, wanting a gun to outshoot those of his unfortunate kind who are there with him. J. A. Elliott, M. D., Northumberland, Ba. Have just bought a .30-30 Winchester nickel steel barrel rifle and tested it. I set up target at 20 rods and shot 5 shots at it with a heavy wind blow- ing across the line. For one shot I used the soft nose bullet. After the explosion I found 5 grains of powder in the barrel unburnt, and a depression of % of an inch in the shell. Can anyone account for this? I think RECREATION is a grand magazine for sportsmen, becattse it gives so much valuable information. Will C. Root, Carthage, N. ¥. I have an innocent looking little shot gun that “kills ’em away ’round the cor- ner.” It is a single-barrel semi-hammer- less Remington breech loader; weight, 6%4 pounds; 34-inch barrel, 16 gauge, and closely choked. While out hunting recent- ly I killed 3 squirrels at a great distance and a rabbit sitting in the road was killed stone dead at a distance of I09 steps. The gun, of course, is only for long range shooting. It would be useless for brush or wing shooting. D. P. Cramer, Springfield, Ill. —— a A few days ago I fired my .30-30 at a mark on a pine tree 14 inches in diameter. The bullet went through and made a hole where it came out no larger than where it went in. The next day I fired about 100 yards at a woodchuck. The ball went through him, struck the ground 10 feet beyond and dug a little furrow about a foot long. I found the bullet lying on the ground, as perfect as when it was put into the shell. Can anyone tell what stopped it? | H. N. Chase, Conway, N. H. I agree with Charles Cristadore. A man who can not down his bird with one or 2 shots does not deserve the bird. A good dog and a good double barrel gun are all any good sportsman requires. If there were fewer pothunters there would be more ducks, quails, chickens, and other game birds and better shooting for us all. oie oRaiin, oronx, Ny Y. Will some one who has used the Baker hammerless gun tell me if the firing pin safety device is as good as the manufac- turers claim? If so, why don’t other gun manufacturers catch on? E. I. Oliver, Blanchester, O. Mr. Carlos C. Clark, of this city, is an expert gunsmith, well known throughout this section. He is 89 years old, and still works at his bench when some fine work is needed. On October, 1895, he put Io GUNS AND AMMUNITION. ee Sas successive shots in a target about the size of a silver %4 dollar. He made this record with a 15-inch rifle at 50 yards. Annie F. Blake, Manchester, N. H. Is there a .48 calibre revolver or cart- ridge? What calibre revolver does the Chicago police force use? C. M., Hamilton, Mont. ANSWER I do not know of any .48 calibre re- volver or cartridge in the market. Does any one else know of such? The Chicago police force is armed with .38 calibre revolvers. EDITOR. I have just given the Laflin & Rand smokeless powder a trial on clay pigeons, with most satisfactory results. Although a novice at the traps I made a score of 17 out of 25. The powder is quick, smoke-- less and clean. The clay pigeons I hit were simply pulverized. Louis Weinmann, San Francisco. Invreply.to- Garrett:.P.. Setviss, «jr. 1k would say I own a Stevens rifle and con- sider it the most accurate rifle I have ever used. P. W. Harlow, Farmington, Wash. I don’t see why a man using a repeater should be a game hog any more than one using a double barrel. I like the repeater on account of the single barrel and trigger. H. C. Wahlgren, Jamestown, N. Y. DY REI: -W- H. NELSON. Wrapped in its worn, old canvas case, Upon my study wall, As wild November’s trumpets blare. And autumn’s glories fall, My dear old rifle idly hangs, While I, disabled, dream Of bygone days in woodland haunts Or by the mountain steam. The antlered monarch of the waste Glides silent down the dell, His timid harem following To drain the crystal well. I mark their wide and watchful eyes, Their nostrils’ hint of fear, _ And press the trigger as my bead Glows on the leader near. Close crouching on the pine’s low bough The puma’s body lies, _ Death gathered in her quiv’ring limbs And blazing from her eyes. My ready weapon instant speaks And sharp its challenge calls; See, shrieking, from her ambuscade The writhing demon falls. And not alone in forest shades My trophies I have won, But at the target, too, I’ve proved My matchless Remington; For never was my trust misplaced - Nor ever stuck a shell— The plain old weapon showed no frills, * But did its duty well. Alas! its master haunts no more The forest pathways dark, Nor hearkens by the sylvan fount The deer’s soft tread to mark. And so, disused, the rifle hangs Against my study wall, While wild November’s trumpets blare And autumn’s glories fall. NATURAL HISTORY. A PLEA FOR THE INNOCENT. In spite of all that has been said and written, not one sportsman in 10 will re- frain from shooting any hawk or owl that comes within range of his gun. Some- thing in the name ‘‘hawk” seems to sug- gest a robber, destroyer, or thief, to the average Nimrod, and he deals with the bird accordingly. On account of some few chickens lost, the farmer is even more eager to kill these persecuted birds than is the sportsman. -Downright ignorance is the only explanation of this feeling. I am a great friend and admirer of the so- called birds of prey, or raptores, and I beg to urge a thorough study of their habits before one more innocent bird is slaughtered. As a class, the raptores are far more beneficial than otherwise. Two species of hawks and one of owls are not worthy of protection, their good qualities not being sufficient to balance the bad ones. These are the Cooper and sharp-shinned hawks, Accipiter cooperit, and Accipiter velox, and the great horned owl, Bubo virginianus. To these 3 species all the blame that is inflict- ed on the whole race virtually belongs. To quote a _ well-known ornithologist: “The farmer sees a hawk sailing in wide circles above him, uttering its fierce, screaming cries. While he is watch- ing it a sly, low-flying Accipiter slips by him and makes a sudden dash into the poultry yard. The farmer does not dis- criminate. A hawk is a hawk; and shaking his fist at the bird in the air, he vows vengeance at the first opportunity.” Such is the general feeling toward these birds, all because of ignorance in regard to their habits, and the belief that “a hawk is a hawk.” There are, however, certain char- acteristics, whereby anyone can _ dis- tinguish the noxious from the harmless species. It seems wrong that all these species should suffer for the depredations of 2 or 3. Of the 3 Accipiters mentioned, the gos- hawk is so rare it can hardly be held for many of the crimes in this part of the country, leaving the burden on the other 2. The Cooper hawk, known also as the pigeon hawk, blue hawk, blue darter, and chicken hawk, is the greatest enemy of the poultry yard. The sharp shinned is too small to do much damage in that direc- tion. It is, however, wantonly destructive of small song birds, and as its favorite morsel seems to be the quail, it is not by any means a desirable species. The other species are among the best 50 friends man can have. They eat large numbers of meadow mice and red squir- rels, the 2 most persistent grain and corn destroyers the farmer has to deal with, and the number of other small noxious rodents that constitute their bill of fare is surpris- ing. Frogs, snakes, and various insects are also relished by these extremely use- ful birds. Occasionally, when food of this kind is scarce and they are hard pressed by hunger, they will, perhaps, take a chicken or 2, but such cases are rare. The far~ver can well afford to reward them now and then for the vast amount of good they ordinarily do for him. It seems impossible, however, to convince him of this. An examination of the stomachs of 2,690 hawks was made by the Division of Economic Ornithology of the Department of Agriculture, and the results proved the standing of these often misjudged birds. The specimens were taken in all parts of the United States, and at all seasons of the year, and only a small percéntage con- tained either poultry or game birds. I cannot give the report in detail, but it was proved that, with the exception of the species above mentioned, the raptores are an extremely beneficial class, worthy of all protection the law can give them, instead of being outcasts, ranked with the Eng- lish sparrow. There are still several towns in this country that are giving bounties on the heads of all hawks and owls, thinking they are doing the right thing, when, in reality, they cause the killing of thousands of birds that would protect their crops, and only once in a while get a real culprit. The birds that suffer under this law are for the most part useful. The Cooper and sharp shinned hawks, by reason of their secluded nesting habits and rapid flight, are seldom taken. It is not difficult to distinguish the dif- ferent species even at a distance. Each has certain unmistakable characteristics. The first 2 species in my classification have their descriptions in their names. The red tailed is the largest of the race and can be easily recognized by the rich rufus coloring of the tail. This and the red shouldered hawk are the large ones seen so often, high in the air, sailing at times almost out of sight, and are likely to be confused. If their notes can be heard identification is easy, as the former utters a long drawn out squeal, kee-e--e---e----u, while the latter’s keé-you, keé-you, is en- tirely different. Then, too, the red tail is always in evidence on the former, while a rufus patch on the latter’s shoulder, and NATURAL ~- its smaller size, serve as additional marks. I will not attempt to describe the fish hawk, as I think he is well enough known to all. He is not met far from water, and will not be confused with the others. ; The goshawk is interesting, but his rari- ty makes a thorough study of his habits impossible in this section. His home is in the far North, and his visits in this climate are irregular and infrequent. He is the boldest and most destructive of the race, and it is a good thing he is not a con- stant resident with us. He is handsome, like many other villains, in his suit of steel blue and white. He does not hesitate to fly even into a farm house if a plump chicken he has set. his eye on happens to take refuge there, and he seems utterly fearless of mankind. The Cooper is the common chicken hawk. His disposition is like his first cousin’s, the goshawk’s, though perhaps a trifle less reckless. Being smaller he is not quite so destructive. Nine out of 10 ‘chickens that mysteriously disappear may be counted against this species. A farmer told me last spring that a hawk took 12 of his broilers in one day and carried them off to the woods. A Cooper has nest- ed there for several years and for the brood of 5 young hawklets 12 chicks would not be half enough. All the farmers in that vicinity were more or less troubled. I have often found the remains of quails in Cooper’s nests, and their destruction of this noble game bird is, of itself, enough to condemn them; but until the hunter is fa- miliar with this particular species, let him refrain from using the gun and not make the mistake of killing one of the harmless hawks. This brigand may be known by his movements, which are quick and some-. what snakelike. He winds his way through thick woods and underbrush with light- ning speed, with apparent ease, and his er- ratic movements at once betray him. Ata distance he can be identified by his long tail, which serves the purpose of a rudder in his eccentric flight. Male hawks are always much smaller than their mates. For this reason identifi- cation by size alone is not possible in most cases. The male red tailed is but a trifle larger than the female red shouldered, and Cooper and the female sharp shinned are so similar in size, color and markings, that One can not always distinguish them with certainty. The tail is the only key. In the former it is square at the end and in the latter it is rounded. Well do the small birds know these 2 murderers. Their ap- proach is heralded by a chorus of fright- ened cries from all the feathered tribe, and there is a great commotion and a general hurrying to some place of safety in a thick bush or hedge. The sight of any HISTORY. st other species does not alarm them at all, and this fact alone is enough to exonerate the others. The marsh hawk is perhaps the most beneficial of the whole tribe, and certainly does the least harm. Mice, moles and frogs constitute by far the larger part of his diet. He is seldom seen far from the ground, and is the only hawk that nests on the ground. For this reason he is more easily and more often shot. Almost any open bog of any size is the home of a pair of these birds, cranberry bogs being given the preference. With slow, graceful flight he hunts over the fields and beats up and down the hedgerows and fences for his favorite meal of mice, seldom more than a tew feet from the ground, a large white patch at the base of his tail serving as a sure mark for identification. The broad winged hawk is not common, but at the same time can hardly be classed as rare. Last spring I was fortunate enough to find 3 pairs nesting. The spe- cies may be recognized by the short, stub- by tail and rounded form, combined with its small size. The other species of this size are long winged and long tailed. He is a quiet and retiring bird and is not likely -to be found unless persistently looked for. The sparrow hawk is common in nearly all parts of the United States except New England. I know of but 2 pairs that breed here. Although small, they are the hand- somest of the raptores, and are very inter- esting. I have a pair I raised from the nest and they are amusing pets. They are the only real falcons in this part of the country, and are closely allied to the famous falcons of the middle ages. Their food consists mainly of grasshoppers and the English sparrow, making them public benefactors. They are a trifle smaller than the sharp shinned hawk, and may be dis- tinguished by their bright colors and con- stant cry, “killy, killy.” Both of the nests I refer to above were peculiarly placed. The usual site for their nest is in a hollow tree or a deserted woodpecker’s hole, but one of the nests I found was in the hayloft of a barn, the entrance being through a knot hole. A tunnel, 10 inches long, was then made in the hay and a slight enlarge- ment hollowed out at the end where the eggs were laid. The other nest was in a pigeon house in the middle of the town, and the hawks and the pigeons raised their broods in perfect harmony. There are, of course, numerous other species of hawks, not resident in the East- ern United States, that I am not able to describe, but they are all harmless with the exception of the duck hawk. This bird is a terror to the water fowl and is well known to those who live within its habitat. All the small owls are to be protected, 52 RECREATION. The commoner species are the screech, the Acadian, or saw-whet, and the long eared. They are seldom seen in the daytime, ex- cept when startled from some secluded spot they have chosen, either in thick brush or in a hollow tree. The barred owl, Syrnium nebulosum, is the commonest of the large species. He can be distinguished from the great horned owl by the absence of eartufts, and his lighter color, being almost gray, while the latter is a dark brown. There is a great, difference in their dispositions, how- ever. The great horned owl is the most de- structive of the raptores, eclipsing even the Cooper hawk, while the barred is harmless. The great horned owl eats poultry, all kinds of birds, rabbits, skunks, squirrels, and even members of his own family. He is a good fisher and does much damage to the trout ponds and brooks. The wily ruffed grouse falls a victim to his vora- cious appetite, and a turkey or a wood- chuck is none too large for him. I am glad he is becoming rare in this sec- tion. In the past 3 years I have not seen more than 7 or 8 A great deal can be done for game protection by killing this pest and the Cooper hawk, leaving the other species to increase and help out the work of destroying red squirrels and snakes. This will save annually thousands of dollars for the farmers, by ridding the fields of mice, grasshoppers, etc. I hope no reader of RECREATION cares to shed innocent blood. The next time a * hawk or an owl comes within gunshot notice whether or not it is on the black list, before shooting. I would feel more justified in killing a dozen robins, or blue- birds, or mocking-birds than one hawk. Lorenzo Blackstone, Norwich, Conn. CEDAR BIRDS AND SAPSUCKERS BENE- FICIAL. For the benefit of D. C. Clark, of Maine, who writes in September REcREATION, I wish to say that here in Connecticut, also, robins may be seen the year round, though there are few in winter, and they are rarely seen near the habitation of man. They hide in the dense pine groves for protec- tion from the cold, and may_be seen on warm, sunshiny days, sunning on the South side. They are shy during the winter and keep well under cover. I wish also to extend a hand of congrat- ulation to David Pratt. also of Maine, for his reformation. I hope he will do all ’ he can to preserve the dear little birds that do so much good by destroying insects and lightening many burdens by their songs and beautiful ways. When I was spending a vacation in Mas- sachusetts in 1808 a farmer brought to me a cedar bird and three sapsuckers that he had shot, saying: “They do us a great deal of harm and we never knew them to eat an insect of any kind.” JI disagreed, and on opening the stomachs found in the cedar birds a few berry seeds, part of.a large spider, and wings and legs of many bugs. The sapsuckers’ stomachs contained great numbers of ants, bugs and insects in ‘arious stages of digestion. The farmer was much surprised. He is but one of many who are entirely ignorant of the great amount of good that is done by the birds. I am glad Recreation lends a helping hand for the protection of the dear little song birds. W. G. Taylor, Derby, Conn. A PECULIARITY OF COOTS: I have noticed one thing in coot shoot- ing that has never been satisfactorily ex- plained to me. In shooting them at the head of Buzzard’s bay, from boats, as they come flying overhead, if a shrill whistle is given they will instantly change their course, some of them dipping nearly to the water. I have often thought some of them were coming into the boat. If they are out of range they can often be brought within reach in this manner. Years ago this whistling used to be done through the fingers. Now most of the gunners use what is called the Deviline whistle. It makes noise enough to waken the dead. It is amusing to watch a flock of coot when the shrill note of the whistle breaks on the ear. They drop swiftly down and the flock breaks up as if struck by lightning. Once in a while, however, a flock pays no attention to the whistling. Why do they thus change their course? I have heard it said they perhaps mistook the sound for the cry of an eagle and so started down to the water for safety. How true this is I do not know, but I have repeatedly seen the sudden breaking up of a flock. Some- times they separate, sometimes they bunch, but they always drop several yards, and if the whistling is done at the proper moment they always come nearer the boat. Per- haps so e reader of RECREATION can give an explanation. Allen D. Hammond. NATURAL HISTORY NOTES. A few days ago a friend told me of the strange performance of a hawk with a live rabbit. He flew up about 30 feet with it and then dropped it, catching it again. This he did several times. Probably he was mellowing it, to make it easier to eat. Another friend told of a rabbit that knew how to make use of .a barbed wire fence. A hawk was chasing him and he ran under the fence. The hawk made a dash at him and he dodged to the other side of the ee | | SCNWATURAL HISTORY. | - fence. Then the hawk rose in the air and early days told me he once left an elk carcass out all night without its being touched by coyotes. He could not carry the elk to camp the same night, so he killed it, skinned it, cut off the head, propped the carcass up on its legs and left it. The next morning he went back, ex- pecting to find it eaten, but there it stood, with a ring of coyote tracks about it. After the head was cut off the neck had turned back toward the tail, making the strangest looking animal anyone ever saw. It was something new to the coyotes, and they wouldn’t tackle it. A. K. Boyler, Saline, Kan. Frank L. Parkhurst claims the blue jay is an enemy of our smaller birds. While this bird may occasionally rob a nest, I do not believe his chief food at any time is eggs or young birds. In this section of Ohio jays are numerous, and I have never seen one rob a bird’s nest. He shows a marked preference for. acorns and beech nuts. From repeated observations and ex- aminations of stomach contents I am con- vinced these nuts constitute the bulk of his food during the late summer and autumn; while at other times grain, berries and in- sects are largely eaten. No decrease of na- tive birds can be attributed to the depreda- tions of the jay and he should be. pro- tected. I should like to learn the opinion of readers of RECREATION regarding the food of hawks. RECREATION and the L. A. S. are doing much good and deserve encour- agement from every true sportsman and lover of nature. We are making it in- teresting for game hogs and will continue to do so. Nat S. Green, Camp Dennison, O. One morning last spring while out wheeling I heard a noise up in a tree and got off to see what it was. While I was looking into the tree a red squirrel ran down it, closely followed by a robin. When he was perhaps 2 feet from the ground he jumped and started for another tree. The robin kept right on him all the time, try- ing to peck him. Whenever it succeeded. the squirrel tumbled, then jumped up and ran on again. They soon reached the other tree and disappeared in the foliage. I suppose the squirrel had stolen the robin’s eggs or young and the bird was punishing him. Does any reader of RECREATION. know if squirrels eat birds’ eggs and young? ’ H. A. S., Saratoga Springs, N. Y. I have a report from 5 reliable per- sons in Talbot county, Maryland, that they found and killed, last spring, a black snake having a perfectly formed head on each end. The tail head was perfect ex- cept for the absence of a tongue and throat. The reptile could open and shut the mouth of this head and appeared to see perfectly from the natural-looking eyes. At the Smithsonian Institution, in Washington, we were told they have known frequent instances of two-headed snakes, but never a case where the second head appeared on the tail end. Are we alone in our snake story? J. E. Tylor, Baltimore, Md. Two seasons ago I was hunting in lower Florida and undertook to save the head of a buck for the purpose of mount- ing. On cleaning the head after skinning, that the skull might be saved, I was much surprised to find the interior of the throat, just below the base of the tongue, almost stopped up with large worms, or “‘wolves,” similar to those often found under the skin of a rabbit’s neck. These worms were large, and each one appeared to be embedded in a sac by itself. Is this a common occurrence? I would be pleased to hear from some of our deer hunters on the subject. J. E. Tylor, Baltimore, Md. I see in RECREATION some inquiries as to how ruffed grouse produce that drum- ming sound. I once happened to see one in the act. I was concealed behind a clump of trees, trying to get a shot at a grouse with my rifle. In a short time a grouse came in full view. I fired at him, but did not hit him. The only effect was to cause him to jump about 6 inches. Then he marched about 12 yards to a big, flat rock, perched on the top of it, and, stretching up his neck and body to their full height, commenced to beat his sides with his partly outstretched wings. The mystery was revealed. William C. Bell, Washington, N. J. For a number of years I have felt sure it is not uncommon for quails in this lo- cality to raise 2 broods in one season. On the 4th of September. 1899, at Lake Carey, on the farm of Mr. Knippenburg, 13 eggs were hatched. Six days later, on the same farm, in burning over a piece of land, a nest of 7 eggs was destroved by fire. H. M. Beck, Wilkesbarre, Pa. An article in RECREATION on the shed- ding of deer horns says “the horns come off next the skull like the stem of a pump- kin.” It is different on this coast. On deer there is left a burr, or knob, about one inch long. On elk the burr is 2 inches long. Both deer and elk drop their horns in March. L, L. Bales, Juneau, Alaska. THE LEAGUE OF AMERICAN SPORTSMEN. OFFICERS OF THE L. A. S. President, G. O. Shields, 23 W. 24th St., New York. 1st Vice-President, Dr. Washington, D, C. 2d Vice-President, E, S. Thompson, 144 Fifth Ave., New York. ja Vice-President, Hon. W. A. Richards, Gen- eral Land Office, Washington, D. C. 4th Vice-President, W. T. Hornaday, 69 Wall St., New York. 5th Vice-President, A. A. Anderson, 93 Fifth Ave., New York. Secretary, Arthur F. Rice, 155 Pennington Ave., Passaic, N. J. Treasurer, F. S. Hyatt, National Exchange Bank, 90 West Broadway, New York. General Counse/, Julius H. Seymour, 35 Wall St., New York. COLORADO DIVISION. A. Whitehead, Chief Warden, Block, Denver. CONNECTICUT DIVISION, C. Hart Merriam, 17 Bank Ralph B. Lawton, Chief Warden, H. C. Went, Sec.-Treas., Bridgeport. ILLINOIS DIVISION. H. W. Loveday, Chief Warden, | Schiller Building, Chicago. MASSACHUSETTS DIVISION. Dr. Heber Bishop, Chief Warden, No. 4 Post Office Square, Boston. MICHIGAN -DIVISION. J. Elmer Pratt, Chief Warden, Grand Rapids. MINNESOTA DIVISION. S. A. Smart, Chief Warden, St. Paul. MONTANA DIVISION. Professor M. J. Elrod, Chief Warden, Mis- soula. NEW JERSEY DIVISION. A. W. Van Saun, Chief Warden, Pompton Plains. NEW YORK DIVISION. A. E. Pond, Chief Warden, 124 Fifth Ave., New York City. OHIO DIVISION. L. H. Reutinger, Chief Warden, Athens. OREGON DIVISION. Robert Kelly, Chief Warden, Box 188, The Dalles. PENNSYLVANIA DIVISION. C. F. Emerson, Chief Warden, 189 N. Perry St., Titusville. UTAH DIVISION. Hon. John Sharpe, Chief Warden, Lake City. Salt VIRGINIA DIVISION. Franklin Stearns, Chief Warden, 13 N. 11th St., Richmond, Va. WASHINGTON DIVISION, J. S. Stangroom, Chief Warden, New What- com. WISCONSIN DIVISION. James T. Drought, Chief Warden, Milwau- kee, badges should be addressed to Arthur F. WYOMING DIVISION. Dr. Frank Dunham, Chief Warden, Lander. Applications for membershtp. and orders for Rice, Secretary, 27 W’. 2gth St, New York. LOCAL WARDENS IN NEW YORK. County. Name of Warden. New York, Conrad L. Meyer, Livingston, M. De La Vergne, Nassau, Willett Smith, Albany, CrBe ohnson, Allegany, J. D. Holden, Broome, M. A. Baker, Cayaga, H. M. Haskell, Cortland, J. A. Wood, Chemung, oe Uhle, Erie, KE. PP. Door; Marvin H. Butler, Essex, W.H. Broughton, Franklin, Jas. Eccles, Montgomery, Charles W. Scharf, Oneida, 1354 Breeze, Orange, Wilson Crans, J. Hampton Kidd, Rensselaer, Capt. J. B. Taylor, Richmond, Lewis Morris, Schenectady, J. W. Furnside, Suffolk, F. J. Fellows, PP. Fal abor; Tioga, Geo. Wood, Washington, C.L. Allen, Westchester, George Poth, Essex, H. E. Braman, Rockland, A Woodward, Sullivan, Ernest W. Kenne, Dutchess, : Columbia, \ A: Bs Miller, Broome, John Sullivan, Orange, Thomas Harris, St. Lawrence, J. W. Aitchison, Onondago, [aac Lush, Yates, L. Wren, Dutchess, Chas Tie IyeLong, Dutchess, Jacob Tompkins, Stark, Franklin, Cuyahoga, Clark, Erie, Fulton, Allen, Hamilton, Knox, Lorain, Ottz.wa, Muskingum, Scioto, Highland, Address. 46 W, Broadway. Lakeville. Freeport, L. I. Newtonville. N.Y. Belmont, ly’. Y. Whitney's" Point, N.Y. Weedsport, + NS Cortland, N. Hendy Creek, N. ¥. 103 S. Morgan Building, Buf- falo, N.Y. Morilla, N. Y. Moriah, N.Y. St. Regis a Canajoharie Forestport, w a Middletown, N. Y. Newburgh, N.Y. Rensselaer, N. Y. Port "Richmond, Schenectady, Ni: ¥s Islip, Lo. Orient, i I - owes dy San y Hill. Nv. ¥2 Pleasantville. N. Y. Keene Valley. N.Y. Ramapo, N.Y. Mongaup' Valley, No¥e Jackson's Corners, Newz ‘ Sanataria Springs, Navas Port Jervis, N.Y. Madrid, N. Y. Memphis, N. Y. Penn Yan, N.Y. Pawling, N. Y. Billings, N.Y. LOCAL WARDENS IN OHIO. A. Dangeleisen, Brook L. Terry, A. W. Hitch, Fred C. Ross, David Sutton, Ie Cy Berry, s. W. Knisely) WiiGs Rippey, Grant Phillips, T. J. Bates, Frank B. Shirley, Pen D. Abell, ie ean Tee. yle, Massillon. 208 Woodward Av., Columbus. 161 Osborn St., Cleveland. 169 W. Main St., Springfield. 418 Jackson St., Sandusky. Swanton. Lima. 4465 Eastern Ave., Cincinnatl. Mt. Vernon. Elyria. Lakeside. Zanesville. Portsmouth. Hillsboro. LOCAL WARDENS IN CONNECTICUT. Fairfield, 4 George B. Bliss, 2 Park Row, Stam- ford, Ct. _ County. Name of Warden. Address. Wes Harvey C. Went, 11 Park ae peidae: port, Ct. Hartford, Abbott C. Collins, 783 Peat Street, Hartford, Ct. (County Warden, care Conn. Mutual Life Ins. Co. Litchfield, Seer, 1. Ross; “P. se oat 100, Ca- neuct: New Haven, Wilbur E. Beach, 318 Chanel Street, New Haven, Ct. LOCAL WARDENS IN NEW JERSEY. Morris, D. W. Clark, Newfoundland. Somerset, G. E. Morris, Somerville. Morris, Francis E. Cook. Butler. Passaic, L. M. Lefevre, Pompton Plains. Sussex, Isaac D. Williams, Branchville. Morris, AnH Mill Peliet, Pompton Plains. Union, Miller, Cranford. j Habe one: Roselle. acob Young eh eae Warren, Dien Warner. Phillipsburg. LOCAL WARDENS IN PENNSYLVANIA. Venango, G. D. Benedict, Pleasantville. Merthaniberland. W.A. Keppard, Shamokin. Potter, Byron Bassett. Coudersport. Crawford, Jasper Tiliotson, Tillotson. LOCAL WARDENS IN MICHIGAN. Kalkaska, W. H. Dunham, Kalkaska, Kalamazoo, C. LE. Miller, Augusta, LOCAL WARDENS IN WYOMING. lremont, en eo Dubois. -: (>. N. Leak, : . Uinta, UW. L. Simpson. Jackson: Carbon, Kirk Dyer, Medicine Bow. DISCOUNTS TO LEAGUE MEMBERS. The following firms have agreed to give members of the L. A. S. a discount of from 2 per cent. to 10 per cent. on all goods Sige of them. In ordering please give L. A. number: Syracuse Arms Co.,Syracuse, N. Y. Guns. Davenport Fire Arms Co., Norwich, Conn. Shot guns, rifles. Sees Optical Co., Rochester, N. Y. Photographic goods Blair Camera Co., Boston, Mass. Photographic goods. Folmer & Schwing, AS Canal Street. New York City. Photogr saps goods The Bostwic oun and Sporting Goods Co., 1528 Arapahoe St., Denver, Col. W. a aon Bridgeport, Conn. oods. Mew vork Condensed Milk Co., 71 Hudson Street, New York City. Condensed products. Oneida Community, Kenwood. N.Y. ‘raps. Metz & Schloerb, Oshkosh, Wis. Moccasins, hunting shoes, etc. Noveity Cutlery Co., Canton, O. Pocket cutlery, ink eget etc. M. A, Shipley, 432 Market St., Philadelphia, Pa. Fishing tackle. Willis Arms & Cycle Co.. Kansas City, Mo. Bicycles, athletic ands ‘Creel s goods. Percy Selous, reenville, Mich, taxidermist. Sportmen’s Naturalist and EACH MEMBER SHOULD WORK. All L. A. S. members should be busy in some line of work to advance the in- terests of game p-eservation. There is some game coming into this market all the time from adjoining states, in violation of non-export game laws, and I suppose THE LEAGUE OF AMERICAN SPORTSMEN. 5 this is true as regards all the large game markets of the country. Game dealers here say the wardens of adjoining States are interfering more or less with the ship- ping of game, yet I see boxes on Water street containing prairie chickens, ruffed grouse and quails which have come from points outside of Illinois. All our mem- bers everywhere should report any in- formation they may have to the proper officials of any violation of the game laws and see that offenders are prosecuted at once. Mr. Loveday has never called meetings for members here, and we are not doing the work we should do. Railway and ex- press companies should be seen and made to pledge themselves not to violate the laws of States having non-export laws. I have gathered the market reports of game and find that several large cities quote all kinds of game, and much of it is reported in bad order. Let us get after the market hunters, have them reported where they are killing game, and let us report the condition of the markets, and let the public know where game is being sent from. Maurice R. Bortree, 172 Street, Chicago. Your suggestions are sound and timely and I trust all League members will act on them promptly. We could prevent a great deal of the illicit traffic in game that is now being carried on if all members would only do their duty. I have repeat- edly urged Mr. Loveday to call a meeting of L. A. S. members in Chicago and he has often promised to do so, but promises don’t protect game. I should like to see. him do some real work and produce some 1esults.—EDITOR. Washington AN UP-TO-DATE WARDEN. I have been exceedingly busy with the fishermen on Lake Erie. I am pleased to become a member of any organization for protecting birds, fish and game. I have been for the last 7 years fighting violations of the game laws in this. State. I have liberated 2,600 of our native song birds that have been trapped and sold in the inarkets of the State, but I did not get the support I should have had in cases of this kind, as I had to prosecute almost every case myself. After conviction in a justice’s court the case would be carried up. The attorney would then get in court without my notice, state in his petition that the defendant had had the bird years before the law was passed and the prisoner would be discharged. A. W. Hitch, Fish and Game Warden, Cleveland, O. _ You have certainly done a noble work in the interest of game and bird pvrotec- ~ 56 ~ RECREATION. tion, for which you are entitled to the gratitude of every true sportsman and na- ture lover. I trust you will do everything possible. to increase the membership of the L. A. S. among your friends. EDITOR. The second annual meeting of the L. A. S. will be held in this city on the second Wednesday of February, 1900.. Eligible for membership therein: All general officers of the League. All chief wardens of divisions having 25 or more members. All secretary-treasurers from divisions having 100 or more members. All vice-wardens from divisions having 200 or more members. All delegates chosen by the several divi- sions, and the chairmen of all standing committees. A general meeting of the League will be held on the day following this annual meet- ing of officers and delegates, to which all members of the League are invited. At this meeting, topics of general interest to the League will be discussed, and it is hoped that a large attendance may be real- ized. Members who may determine to at- tend are requested to send notice to the Secretary at once, in order that a hall of suitable size may be engaged for the meet- ing. We hope to have at least 20 States represented in this meeting. We espe- cially invite all local wardens to be pres- ent. It will greatly benefit the cause to have the members from various States and from various portions of each State meet, become acquainted, exchange views and ideas, and thus fit themselves for better and more effective work at home. The Seattle Post Intelligencer recently published a photograph of 2 members of the Seattle Rod and Gun Club standing alongside of a great number of grouse they had killed, and the caption stated there were 150 of the birds. In another part of the same issue of the paper is a report that the same club is asking for the appointment of a game warden to protect the game in that vicinity. If this club would teach its members to quit shooting when they get enough, there would be no need of a game warden. If all the mem- bers of the club would join the L. A. S. and induce the other sportsmen of that vicinity to do so, and to co-operate with us, we could help them sag ps in preserv- ing the game. I hope you are aware of my continued interest in and support of RECREATION, as evidenced by local subscriptions and local interest in the L. A. S, Can truly say I have done all in my lim- iied power during the past year, having written 8 or Io articles for the local press, and hung posters in New Hampshire, Massachusetts and Connecticut during a recent trip. Hornaday’s report to the N. Y. Z. Society has been of immense value to me. He sent me 6 or 8 copies. Vive la RECREATION! Ernest Russell, Worcester, Mass. The Vermont kicker has disgusted me not a little, and I am sorry any man should call down on himself the reproach of all fair-minded persons by talking too much before he knows “where he is at.” Were one-half what he alleges true, I should have little respect for the L. A. S.; but his attack only gives every one a chance to see how much that organization has done. Sportsmen are liberal, fair, open-handed gentlemen. ‘Sports’ are an entirely different breed. It grates on my nerves to hear a. spottsman “called a Sport... A. L. Vermilya, Columbiaville, Mich. HERE is a cut of the L. A. S. badge. It is made in gold, silver or bronze, and sells at $2.50, 75 cents and 25 cents, respectively. In cither metal it is an Ornament and an honor to any man. Why don’t you wear one and let the world know you are a game protectionist? If you pay your membership fee I0 years in ad- vance you get a gold badge as a present. _ Please find enclosed $1 for my dues to the L. A. S. for 1900. My appointment as special game warden has had a great effect on people in the section of the country where I live. During the summer I did not hear a gun or see anyone or hear of anyone violating the game laws or tres- passing on lands. I go up now unexpect- edly twice a month, and the natives all be- have well. Anthony Woodward, M. D., American . Museum of Natural History, New York. The executive committee of the L. A. S. has adopted a resolution authorizing the secretary to make a present of a gold badge to each member who will pay his membership fee Io years in advance. Now if you want one of these beautiful em- ban send in your $10, RECREATION desires to ve of the greatest posst- ble service to its readers in every way. You are | therefore invited to ask this office for any infor- mation you may want, on any subject whatever. Lf L cannot answer directly, I will endeavor to get the information, and reply at the earliest possible moment. More especially if you are planning a hunting or fishing trip anywhere in the United States, Canada, or Mexico, let me know and 1 wilt tell _ you all that can be learned about the fish or — game to be found in any such region, and as to the best means of reaching your objective point. In nearly every case, I can put you in correspond- ence with subscribers who live in the districtin question. Lf you do not see what you want, ask for it. THE ANIMALS NOW KEEP = - ¢ HOUSE. The new Zoological Park in this city was formally thrown open to the public _ on November 8th. Several hundred mem- bers and their friends attended the cere- mony, having gone out from the city on a special train. At the main entrance, Pelham Avenue _ and Southern Boulevard, W. T. Hornaday, ® Director of the Park, received Levi P. _ Morton, president of the society; Con- troller Bird S. Coler and Park Commis- - sioner August Moebus. The gates were _ then formally opened to the public. Mr. _ Hornaday’s assistants, wearing neat uni- _ forms, were drawn up to welcome the ™ visitors. > - On tthe terrace in front of the Bird _ House a temporary platform and seats had _ been egected. There the opening exercises took place. . Professor Henry F. Osborn, vice presi- _ dent of the Zoological Society and chair- man of the Executive Committee, made _ the address of welcome. He said in part: “You are welcome to the opening of this park, which marks another step of progress toward the great New York of the future. What our museums are doing for art and natural science, this park and wes fair botanical companion up the Bronx _ will do for nature, by bringing its won- _ ders and beauties within the reach of thou- sands and millions of all classes who can- - not travel or explore. “We must acknowledge to-day the gifts of the liberal men and women of this city who have thus far contributed about $150,- 000 toward the plans, buildings and ani- _ mals, while the taxpayers, in the good _ judgment of the Mayor and the Board of _ Estimate, have contributed an equal amount toward the paths, grading, drain- OPEN - . ~ x y 4 ; ‘ « tae. = EDITOR’S 57 CORNER. age, fences and pavilions. The final plan is an extensive one befitting a great city and a generous people.” Controller Coler and August Moebus, Park Commissioner of the Borough cf the Bronx, made brief responses. Then Levi P. Morton, in the name of the city and the New York Zoological So- ciety, formally declared the park open. Here is a list of completed buildings and other installations for animals: Mule Deer Range and House. Fallow Deer Range and House. Axis Deer Range and House. Ducks’? Aviary. Flying Cage. Aquatic Birds’ House. Black-tail Deer Range and House, Virginia Deer Range and House. Red Deer Range and House. Caribou Range and House. Moose Range and House. Elk Range and House. Wolt Dens. Fox Dens. Aquatic Mammals’ Pond. Otter Pool. Antelope Range and House. Prairie Dogs’ Enclosure. Burrowing Rodents. Small Mammal House (temporary}. Reptile House. Crocodile Poo). Bear Dens. Beaver Pond. Buffalo Range and House. Living animals in the collections: Mammals, 43 species, 157 specimens. Birds, © 36 at 175 2 Alligators, I es 16 5 Lizards, 13 a: 71 = Turtles, 18 os 04 i Serpents, 36 + 293 ae Batrachians, 10 a 37 ee Total 157 species, 843 specimens. BOIL DOWN YOUR NAME. The fad of the day for long-drawn-out personal names is a trial to readers, writers, editors, compositors, proofreaders, and to all who have occasion to read, write or speak such names. Everyone ad- mits that brevity is the soul of wit, and that the writer who uses the shortest words, the fewest of them, and the shortest sentences is best liked and most widely read and quoted; yet many of these same writers string out their own names to such a length as to try the patience and the memory of the reader and the speaker. Tom-Hood, J.-G. Whittier, U.S: Grant and J. G. Blaine are spoken of millions of times where William Raphael Double- stock, Milton Tennyson Brown or Make- peace Thackeray Milliken would not or could not be recalled once. C. A. Dana, A. B. Frost and R. F. Zogbaum will get their names into print millions of times where the busy editor, reviewer or critic would 58 | RECREATION. ei _ puss by the long-drawn-out cognomens of the more ambitious Thomas Livingston McSwott, Nathaniel Hawthorne Lang- worthey or Washington Hannibal Timber- lake. Even where such names are put down by the reporter, the editor frequently blue pencils them for want of space. If you want your name carved on the tower of fame, if you want it to go thun- dering down the ages, boil it down so busy people can remember it. Abbreviate it so they can speak it glibly. With this issue RECREATION installs a new department, devoted to forestry. It is under the editorial supervision of Dr. RB. E. Fernow, Director of the New York State College of Forestry, in Cornell Uni- versity, assisted by Dr. John Gifford, of the same institution, and nothing further need be said as to the high character and great value of the material which will ap- pear in these pages from month to month. Dr. Fernow has devoted the best years of his life to the study of forestry, and no one in this country occupies a higher position in that science than he. Readers of REc- REATION are invited to contribute to this new department any information they may have that could add to its interest and value. Short notes and items are pre- ferred, but longer articles may be used from time to time. Let us make this one of the most interesting and important fea- tures of RECREATION. The disgraceful and uncivilized method of deer hunting which is practiced on Long Island during 4 days in Novem- ber of each year has resu!ted in another death. On November 3d William Ru- dolph fired a charge of buckshot into the head of his brother-in-law, Peter De Graff, and killed him almost instantly. It has long been understood that any man who takes a position on one of the firing lines which are formed during these open days on Long Island carries his life in his hand, and only the more reckless and thoughtless hunters ever engage in this so-called sport. I trust the New York legislature will soon pass a law providing for severe pun- ishment of any man who “accidentally” kills or wounds a human being while hunt- ing. In the death of Mr. Robert C. Alex- ander, editor of the Mail and Express, the cause of game protection loses one of its best friends and most earnest workers. He has for years been prominent in various movements intended for the promotion of clean sport. He was at one time president of the Adirondack League Club, in which he did a great deal of valuable work. He was a member of the L. A. S., in which he was also an earnest worker, and was a member of the committee on legislation. He wrote and printed, in the Mail and Express, a number of strong articles in the interest of the League and of game legis- lation at Albany. He was always ready to do anything he was asked to do, and his death is a severe loss to the League. He leaves hosts of friends to mourn his early departure. The RECREATION group of birds, mam- mals and reptiles in the New York Zoo Park now numbers 52 specimens. Let us swell the list as fast as possible. Who will be the next to furnish a specimen, or a number of them? Please communicate with this office on this subject. It is to the interest of every friend of RECREATION and to every friend of nature that the col- lection should grow as fast as possible, and especially that the RECREATION group should be a great feature of it. ‘Much that ts intended as good effort in heaping disgrace on the game hog is ill advised and worse considered.” So says the editor cf the A. D. G. H. He don’t like to have his pets abused. A Munson Typewriter, listed at $100, for 75 vearly subscriptions to RECREATION. This is one of the high grade standard machines. and does just as good work as the Remington or the Smith Premier. A rare opportunity. Don’t miss it. _ RECREATION is now comfortably housed in its new quarters, 23 West Twenty-fourth street, and all its friends are cord#ally in- vited to call and inspect the new home. The latch string is always out. Bilkins—What’s the matter with dog of yours? He looks poor. Gilkins—Indigestion. I call him Dewey and the neighbors have been overfeeding him.—Ohio State Journal. that “Mr. Fodderingham talks about his new autocart all through each meal,’ remarked Miss Bellingham. “Yes; he’s a regular autocart of the breakfast table,” commented Miss Golds- borough.—Judge. “Now, William, if a bicycle makes three revolutions a second, how many will it make an hour?” “Say! I ain’t no bicyclopedia.” _ rubbed off the rust. - PUBLISHER’S DEPARTMENT. MY EXPERIENCE WITH THE GUN BORE TREATMENT. Some months ago I sent a .30-40 Win- chester rifle to the Gun Bore Treatment Co., 9 Warren Street, New York City, to be treated by their well-known process for preventing rust. I have recently had an opportunity of giving this gun a severe and practical test. I took it to Newfound- Jand, where I carried it in a canvas case, and when making a trip up the Humber river, in canoes, it rained all day. The gun case was, of course, thoroughly wet, and on reaching camp late at night I did not take the gun out of the case. The next morning when I started out I was surprised to find that the outside of the gun barrel and the lockplate were badly rusted. I at once lost faith in the Gun Bore Treatment Co., but on my return home I got some fine pumice stone and To my astonishment it left the barrel in exactly the condition it was when I left New York. The rust had not penetrated the barrel a particle, and, in fact, had not passed through the coating formed by the acid with which the gun had been treated. Every hunter knows that to carry a gun in a wet case, and especially to leave it in such a case over night, is about as severe a trial as it can be subjected to. If any- thing will rust a gun a wet case will do it; yet my gun is now in as fine order as when it came from the Gun Bore Treat- ment people. The rubbing I gave it with the pumice stone would have taken the ordinary browning off the barrel entirely, yet as I have said, it did not touch the brown put on by this chemical process. I can therefore recommend the Gun Bore Treatment Co.’s process much more strongly than heretofore. EASTMAN’S NEW CARTRIDGES. A recent announcement by the Eastman Kodak Company is one which will be of interest to kodakers everywhere, and when it becomes generally understood will turn the scale of many a hesitating buyer in favor of the kodak. If, in the past, there has been one strong point that could be made against the kodak it was the unavoidable waste of film which oc- curred when one wished to make but one or 2, or even a half dozen, exposures. This anti-film argument will no longer be valid, for the Eastman people are now furnishing cartridges of 6 exposures each for all kodak sizes except the 1%4x2 59 Pocket, and cartridges of 2 exposures each for 3%4x3%, 4x5, and 5x7. Thus equipped the amateur can work his in- strument with convenience and economy, whether it be for 2 exposures at home or for 100 pictures on his vacation. Just at this season of the year, when home portraiture, both by time exposure and flashlight, is so much in vogue, the small rolls will be highly appreciated. They load in daylight in exactly the same man- ner as the dozen exposure rolls do, thus removing all need of the dark room except for developing. This is a long step in ad- vance for film photography, and is one which every amateur will surely appre- ciate. A SILVER REEL. The Shakespeare reel is to all fishing reels precisely what the Bard of Avon is in the poetic firmament—without a peer. For accurate long-distance bait-casting it leaves nothing to be desired, and its splen- did performance is the result of a me- chanical construction rarely encountered outside of a fine chronometer. It is made throughout by hand, and in its various parts the range of variation in size is less than I-1000 part of an inch. From the per- fectly poised spool of the Shakespeare reel the line flows smoothly and swiftly, tell- ing by its eloquent silence of the conquest of friction, while a simple, automatic de- vice insures the uniform distribution of the line along the spool. The crank is ever in perfect balance and cannot work loose. All bearings are ground to the acme of accuracy and on the finest material only is such workmanship expended as enters into the Shakespeare reel. This reél is a quadruple multiplier, is beautifully fin- ished in triple silver plate, oxidized, and each one is sent out in a fine chamois lined orange leather case. It is made by William Shakespeare, Jr., Kalamazoo, Mich. -Write for circulars and mention RECREATION. ANOTHER N. Y. CENTRAL EXPRESS. The “Pan-American Express” train of the New York Central was put in service in both directions between New York and Buffalo on May 7, 1899, and was so named in honor of the great Pan-American Ex- position to be held in Buffalo in 1901. The main object of this train is to fur- nish the best possible night service be- tween New York and Buffalo, Rochester, 60 Sd Syracuse, Niagara Falls and Toronto, the leaving time at either end of the line hav- ing been so arranged as to permit patrons to dine leisurely at home or at their hotel and have ample time to take the train and arrive in New York or Buffalo in time for breakfast at the usual hour and before the business of the day begins. ~ The equipment of the “Pan-American” Express consists of the most modern coaches and sleeping cars, built by the Wagner Palace Car Company at their works in Buffalo, and of the strongest possible construction, combined with an ease of motion that makes the trip a posi- tive pleasure. William Read & Sons, the old-time gun and sporting goods dealers, 107 Washing- ton street, Boston, announce a new 3-barrel gun under the name of the ““Neumann.” It is a genuine novelty by reason of the fact that the .:fle barrel takes the new .30-30 smokeless cartridge, either full metal jacket or soft-nosed bullet. This gun has a top lever action, is care- fully made of fine materials, and is sure to. become popular atonce. The fact that this is handled by William Read & Sons is a guaranty to every sportsman who knows that house of its high quality. Anything these people put out can always be guar- anteed at sight or without sight, and their word is as good asa bank draft every day in the year. It is a pleasure to do busi- ness with them, and a greater pleasure to advise my friends to buy from them. Write Read & Sons for a circular of this new gun and say you saw it in RECREATION. Stanley Waterloo, of the Chicago Press’ Club, recently told this story: “T believe the man who was more afraid of advertising something for nothing than any newspaper man I have ever seen was John Knapp, of the old St. Louis Repub- lican. He hated to print a doctor’s or lawyer’s name for fear he would give them free puffs. “One time there was mention made in the paper of a man having ‘died of Bright’s disease of the kidneys. Old man Knapp hunted up the copyreader. “What do you mean,’ he said, ‘by run- ning in the name Bright in our columns?’ He is not an advertiser in our paper and is not entitled to a notice unless he pays for it.’”’ Carleton’s Digest of the Inland Fish and Game Laws of the State of Maine is now ready for delivery, and costs only 12 cents in paper, 20 cents flexible cloth. It con- tains all the fish and game and forestry iaws of the State of Maine, with full ex- pianations on all disputed points as to the RECREATION. a“ construction of these laws, with full quota- tions of all the decisions of the Supreme Judicial Court on fish and game laws; with forms for petitions to close streams or iakes to fishing and complaints in all fish and game matters. It is a book of 48. pages that will be appreciated by lawyers, trial justices, wardens, guides, sportsmen and all interested in fish and game matters in Maine. Mr. Carleton, the author, is chairman of the Commissioners of Fish and Game, and his address is Augusta, Me. It affords me great pleasure to testify to the practical usefulness of The Barger Sight, which is advertised in RECREATION as an attachment to shot guns. I have used it on all my recent hunting trips with great advan- tage for small game, such as rabbits, birds, etc., and it encircles the aim wonderfully, before the eye and the barrel, securing an almost infalible aim with the best and most satisfactory results. I can therefore confi- dentially recommend this sight to all shooters. Iam sure any man who uses one will find he cannot do without it. August Obrock, 130 E. 126th Street, New York City. W. T. Hornaday, the Director of the Zoological Park, has prepared and issued a guide book intended for visitors to the Zoo which is a luxurious work of art. It contains a great fund of valuable informa- tion regarding the creation of this wonder- ful natural history rendezvous, and is a credit not only to Mr. Hornaday, but to the Zoological Society as well. It is em- bellished with a large number of beautiful half-tone cuts of the buildings and of the animals in the park, and has a series of maps and diagrams which enable any one, even a stranger in the park, to find all ob- jects of interest readily. It is a book of 108 pages, bound in neat boards, and sells at 25 cents a copy. any one who has a taste for natural his- tory, whether he may ever hope to visit the park or not. The book was printed by the Trow Co., No. 201 East 12th St., New York, who are also entitled to great credit for the careful and artistic manner in which the work has been done. Orders should be addressed to W. T. Hornaday, Director, 183d St. and South- ern Boulevard, New York. Send Io cents in stamps to W. S. How- ell, “G.- Ev P. A. C.j Mox& St” Pa Ryan 881 Broadway, New York, for a book of amusing incidents and funny stories of railway life, issued by the Passenger De- partment of the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul Railway. Mention RECREATION, It is well worth $1 to | ; ‘Here is a cut of the Peabody carbine which I am offering for 12 subscriptions to Recreation. This is an interesting relic of a type ‘gas weapon which 25 PUBLISHER'S DEPARTMENT. 61 The shooting in Iowa, Minnesota and South Dakota is good, as the rainfall in all these states was abundant. The best lo- calities for chicken and duck shooting are ‘years ago was extensively used in mili- tary service. It will do fairly good work yet, and is well worth the price to anyone collecting old arms. You can get the 12 subscriptions in an hour, in any live town. I have recently made a hunting trip in Newfoundland, after caribou. Before “starting I ordered from H. J. Putman & Co., 26 Hennepin Avenue, Minneapolis, Minn., a pair of their chrome tanned calf skin hunting shoes, and gave them a most thorough and severe test. I tramped many miles over the moss-covered, water-soaked marshes, where the caribou range, yet these shoes were practically impervious to water and my feet were almost as dry at night as in the morning. It is a pleasure to be able to advise sportsmen who may be in need of a good footgear to communicate with Messrs. Putman & Co. # -on and tributary to the lines of the Chi-. cago, Milwaukee & Si. Paul railway. A copy of a recent publication issued by the passenger department of that road can be had on application to Geo. H. Heafford, General Passenzer Agent, Chicago, by enclosing 3 cents in stamps for postage, and mentioning RECREATION. J. H. Barlow, manager, Ideal Manufac- turing Company, New Haven, Conn., has issued his new catalogue No. 12, which contains a great dea: of new matter of in- terest to all shooters. Every reader of RECREATION should have a copy of it and should examine especially the new in- formation given on the pages 37, 38, 39, 41, 42, 44, 45, 46, 63, 65, 70, 80, 106, 107, 1o9. In writing for the book, please say you saw it mentioned in RECREATION. We received the set of dishes from Hig- gins and Seiter, and are. much pleased with them. They are well worth the time spent in securing the subscriptions. W. D. Grimes, North East, Pa. Do WAY THEY HAVE: ¥ “The sun was setting in the West, Just at the close of day’— So runs the song, no doubt it’s true, Because nobody ever knew The orb to let Itself get set In any other way. “The stars were shining over head And night her sable wings had spread,” According to her song. Why should we doubt the singer, say? Bor isn’t that, in fact, the:way They do it right along? “The gentle breezes softly blew, The autumn day was fair;” Ah, well, indeed, the singer knew, For on such days what else is there The gentle breeze can do? \ —Chicago Times-Herald. PURE AND IMPURE FOODS. EDITED BY-DR. JAS. WEIR, JR. Author of ‘The Dawn of Reason,” ‘Suicide in the United States,” ‘Socialism Among Bees,” “ The Antiquity of the Human Race,” etc. “What a Man Eats He Is.” A NEW RACE OF MEAT EATERS. Until a comparatively recent date the Japanese confined themselves to an almost exclusively vegetable diet. It is true that they were not strict vegetarians, for they occasionally ate meat; yet, so rarely did flesh appear on their tables that the ex- ception only served to prove the rule. Since their entrance on the stage as one of the world-powers, however, there has been a change; they have eaten meat in abundance and “have found it good.” . In recent years the demand for meats has been far in excess of the supply, hence the Japanese government has been, and is now, trying to increase the meat supply of the empire by importing cattle, sheep and hogs. Commissioners have been sent to the great cattle-raising districts of the North and Southwest, in order to study the methods of the ranchmen and cow- boys. They have also experimented with cattle in order to determine the breed that is best adapted to their country, both as to climate and as to grazing. It will be ex- ceedingly interesting to note the change that will occur in the physical and psychi- cal organisms of this people from this change of diet; and that there will be changes there can be no doubt. Of course these modifications will be slow, and to a certain extent inappreciable, but they will make their appearance nevertheless in due course of time. SUGAR AS A BRACER. Many years ago, when quite a lad, I dis- covered that a few lumps of sugar carried along in my pocket and munched during the course of a day’s hunt banished hun- ger and fatigue and proved a most efficient “bracer.”’ At that time I had no idea that I had discovered a valuable physiological truth, and, beyond telling my companions of my discovery, said nothing about it. It seems, however, that this fact has recently been the subject of experiment by German scientists, who regard it as highly im- portant and very valuable. A recent dis- patch to the New York Sun states that: “Germany has just completed elaborate experiments with sugar as a food for troops. The object was to test the advan- tages of a sugar diet in cases where great exertions were to be made within a brief period. According to the reports of ex- periments in various army corps a favora- oO bv ble result has been secured. Professor Piuhl, head of the physiological laboratory of the army department, states it has been proved that a sugar diet increases the muscular power in a comparatively short time, considerably shorter than does the white of an egg. The effect of the latter, however, is more lasting, though sugar has the advantage of being much cheaper. The extraordinary rapidity with which sugar is absorbed by the body explains its rapid effect on the nervous system, which is of the greatest importance in all cases where speedy bodily recuperation is desired, as in long distance marching. “Professor Pfuhl, in a series of experi- ments on himself, found that after long walks 3 or 4 lumps of sugar removed all feelings of lassitude, and to a certain ex- tent restored the elasticity of the muscles, this effect being frequently produced in a Guarter of an hour. “Professors Senator and Munk, of Ber- lin University, have come to the conclusion that sugar has a high nutritive value as the purest and most easily soluble hydrate of carbon. _A certain minimum: of al- bumen, differing according to individual cases, must be supplied in any case and cannot be replaced by sugar; but sugar as 2 food is valuable, both on account of its cheapness and the ease with which it is manufactured.” THE NUTRITIVE CONSTITUENTS OF MEAT, EGGS, _ETC._ In former issues of RECREATION we have seen what the vegetarian school had to say in regard to the proper diet. It is only fair ta present also. the views of the meat- eaters. The following is a brief digest of the most important points of Professor Atwater’s thesis on the mixed diet. The chief nutritive constituent of lean meat, fish and eggs is protein in the form of certain compounds. These proteids are exceedingly valuable in repairing waste, and in building up new tissue. Meat, eggs and fish are rich in protein, hence are of the utmost importance in formulating a proper diet. The albumen and casein of milk are also protein com- pounds, and protein compounds occur in corn, beans, potatoes and, indeed, all kinds of vegetables. Hence, all of these sub- stances are of value as foods. Professor Atwater seems to prefer the term “‘nitro- “enous compounds” when speaking of @. = these substances. “Proteids’’ is, however, a better name foi them. Meat, as served for culinary purposes, contains also the gelatinoids, which are the principal ingre- dients of tendon and similar tissues. These substances do not possess much food value. The various ‘extractives’ (so called be- ‘cause they are extracted from flesh by water), such as creatin, creatinin, carnin, ete., are likewise of little value as foods. Finally, the fats, which are familiar to us in the form of tallow and lard, in butter, and in the various vegetable oils, are val- uable on account of their heat-producing qualities. Another exceedingly important food constituent is the carbohydrate. Potatoes, wheat and corn, as well as sugar cane and sorghum, are rich in _ carbohydrates. Starch and sugar are similar in chemical ‘composition, beth being carbohydrates. In certain organs of the body carbohy- drates are to be found; for instance, in the giycozen, or animal starch of the liver. “Summing up, the principal nutritive in- gredients are protein, fats and carbohy- drates. Add to these certain mineral mat- ters, such as the various phosphates, sul- phates and chlorides, and we have the sum total of all the ingredients necessary for the proper alimentation of the body. These nutritive ingredients are only to be obtained in the correct proportion in the mixed diet, i. e., meat, eggs, fish, milk, the cereals and vegetables. THE COURSE DINNER AND ITS DANGERS. ; I am inclined to believe that the greatest danger of the course dinner is the wines that are served with the courses. These Wines are mingled with the food, thus establishing favorable foci for fermentation. Nine-tenths of the fermentative dyspepsias met with by fashionable physicians, that is, doctors whose clientele is made up of the so-called 400, are directly due to this wine- drinking habit. As far as the course din- ner without wine is concerned, there is no danger. In my opinion. food should al- ways be served in courses, with the small- est amount of liquids possible. When food is taken into the stomach after this man- ner the gastric juices are not diluted and can act in a normal way in disintegrating food-particles and assisting chymification. A writer in the Cincinnati Enquirer says: “Thousands of people dig their graves with their teeth every year. The number of prominent men who succumb annually to indiscreet and excessive eating is posi- tively astounding. Recently attention has been directed te the serious illness of Vice-President Hobart. and it. is claimed he is a victim of the seductive banquet table. There is a loud demand for reform in the characters of evening course din- > PURE AND IMPURE FOODS. 63 ners, and the diners-out should evince a deep interest in the matter. Few men pay proper attention to the stomach and their digestive organs. If they would follow the simple rules of living much of the dys- pepsia could be avoided. One great diffi- culty is that so much wine is usually drunk with the viands at a banquet that it causes fermentation, and indigestion and possibly gastritis are the inevitable results. “A distinguished writer has recently de- clared that elaborate course dinners are a standing menace to the health of those who indulge in them. He asserts that champagne is the most objectionable of any of the wines, but most, if not all of them, should be let alone. Nor are the regular banqueters the only class of peo- ple who suffer from the bad effects of in- judicious eating. Many society women are confirmed dyspeptics. Medical men generally agree that the stomach should be absolutely clean before food is taken into it. The simplest method of attaining this is by drinking 2 or 3 glassfuls of water an hovr or more _ before each meal. The water should be either tepid cr moderately cool; not so cold as to chill the stomach or so warm as to cause per- spiration.” THE PROCESS OF ALIMENTATION. There are 2 uses of food: (1) to form new material and to repair waste; (2) by oxidation to yield heat in order to keep up bodily warmth and muscular vigor. In making the tissues and fluids of the body, the food serves for building and repair; in yielding warmth and muscular activity, it serves as fuel. The various nutrient in- gredients act in different ways. The prin- cipal tissue-makers are the albuminous proteids, for these make muscle and supply the albuminoids of the blood, milk and other fluids. The carbohydrates and fats are the chief fuel ingredients. They are either consumed at once or they are stored up as fat for future consumption and will be used when necessary. The albumen compounds, such as the albumen of eggs, the casein of milk and cheese, the gluten of wheat, and the myo- sin of meat. are changed into the albu- minoids and gelatinoids of the physical organism. Muscle, tendon and cartilage are formed from albuminoids. The albu- minoids of food also serve as fuel. Says Professor Atwater: “A dog can live on lean meat; he can convert it into muscle, heat and muscular power. The gelatinoids of food, as the finer particles of tendon and the gelatin, which is dissolved out of bone and meat in making soup, though | somewhat similar to the albuminoids in composition, are not tissue formers. But 64 RECREATION. — es they are used as fuel, and hence are val- uable nutriments.” The carbohydrates, such as the starch of wheat, potatoes, oats, etc., and sugar, are fuels, and yield heat and power when taken up in the process of alimentation. The fats are concentrated fuels and serve the same purpose as the carbohydrates. The surplus fat is stored up in the body and is kept as a reserve fuel in the most concentrated form. 7 THE NEED OF ECONOMIZING IN FOOD. People will economize in their amuse- ments, in clothing, in their habitations, but they will not economize in food. This is mainly the result of ignorance. Persons who are exceedingly economic in the purchase of clothing and other ex- penditures do not, and in many instances cannot, practice the same economy at the markets. They frequently pay $1 to $2 a pound for the protein of the meat and other family foods which they use, when it might be obtained, in forms-equal- ly wholesome and nutritious, for 15 or 20 cents a pound. The difficulty is that in comparing different food materials with respect to their cheapness or dearness, we are apt to judge them by the prices ‘a pound, quart, or bushel, without much re- gard to the amount of actual nutriment they contain. We endeavor to make our diet suit our palates by paying high prices in the market, rather than by the skilful cooking and tasteful serving at home. We buy more than we need, and, what makes the matter worse, it is fre- quently those who need most to save who are the most wasteful. THE NUTRITIVE VALUE OF CERTAIN FOODS A sirloin steak, 5 ounces of wheat flour bread and a quart of milk contain about the same quantity of nutritive matter. Of these substances milk comes nearest to being a perfect food, because it contains all the ingredients necessary for the nourish- ment of the physical organism. “Bread,” says Professor Atwater, of Wesleyan Uni- versity, ‘‘“made from wheat flour will sup- port life. It contains all the necessary ingredients for nourishment, but not in the proportions best adapted for ordinary use. A man might live on beef alone, but it would be a one-sided and imperfect diet. Meat and bread together make the essen- tials of a healthful diet. Such are the facts of experience.” THE VALUE OF NUTRIENT INGREDIENTS IN CALORIES. j The unit for measuring energy, as de- veloped by the nutrient ingredients of foods, is called a calorie, i. e., the degree of heat necessary to raise the temperature of a pound of water 4 degrees Fahrenheit. The following estimate is considered cor- rect for the average degree of heat and - energy in one pound of each of the va- rious nutrient ingredients: Calories. Protein... oc 6c. Me code Deen 1.860 Fats.) 5.30 vias on Yess eee 4.220 Carbohydrates « 4.u..0¢ 3s 1.860 Ee aS ee Oe WHOLESOME AND DIGESTIBLE COURSE DINNER. | Of the many course dinners recently submitted to the readers of the Cincinnati Enquirer, I think the following the safest and the most wholesome: Blue Points. . - Salted Almonds. : Chicken Broth, with Rice. Sliced Tomatoes. | Grilled Pompano with Parsley Butter. Saratoga Chips. Roast Quail on Toast. Brussels Sprouts. Fruit in Season. Cheese. ‘Crackers. Coffee. AN EASY TEST FOR FLOUR. Arthur J. Burdick in October What to Eat gives the following tests for flour: First, the color is an indication of qual- ity. A very white—bluish white—flour with fine black specks it not good. A yellowish white is a good color. Take a handful of the flour and compress it in your hand. If it retains its shape when the hand is opened it is a good sign. Throw a small lump against a smooth perpendicular surface; if it falls like powder it has no life; if it adheres in a lump it is all right. When wet and worked between the thumb and fingers ‘it should work dry and elastic; if sticky and soft do not buy it. “To our silent heroes,” little Willie read from the memorial bronze. “Popper, what are silent heroes?” “Married men,” olis Journal. said popper.—Indianap- -~ FORESTRY DEPARTMENT. EDITED BY DR, B.- E.,;FERNOW, Director of the New York School of Forestry ; Cornell University, assisted by Dr. John N. Gifford, of same : Institution. TIMBER DESTRUCTION. Cc. E. RUSK. Most people seem woefully apathetic in regard to timber destruction in the Pacific Northwest. Year after year the magnifi- cent forests of Oregon and Washington go up in smoke. We are dazzled by the wealth of the Klondike, yet the value of the timber destroyed on the coast this year, by fires alone, will not fall far short of the output of the Northern El Dorado. Last year the fires in the Cascades were A. frightful, and the devastation will no doubt be as great this season. Every summer ‘seems to increase rather than diminish it. It is but a matter of time when the great forests, which are now our pride, will be a memory, and the Cascade range but a desolate, barren chain of treeless ridges. Then will the cold mountain streams run dry, and the valleys below parch in the burning sun of summer, or be torn by the unrestrained floods of spring. In August, 1897, from the summit of Mt. Adams, I saw at least 12 big fires raging at the same time. Although many miles away, some of them appeared close at hand, and flames could be distinctly seen leaping from tree to tree and high in air. From one fire, directly North of the mountain, a solid column of black smoke rose, straight into the sky, to a height much greater than the top of the big peak. Picture a mass of inky smoke shooting up nearly 3-miles, and you can, perhaps, form some idea of the conflagration that \ engendered it. Such heat could have meant nothing less than the complete ruin ‘of a good part of the dense forest that skirted the North base of Mt. Adams. And when we consider that scores of such fires rage every summer in the Pacific Northwest we can faintly realize the loss involved. There are countless hills_in the Cascades once clothed by duxuriant trees that now ‘stand bare of foliage, with only here and there a black stump, or the tall, white ghost of some stately fir, as mute re- minder of past beauty. So fierce is the ‘heat of a forest fire that often a few min- utes will suffice to sweep a whole moun- tain side. And no one seems to care! Year after year the destruction goes on, with scarce- ly a hand stretched out to check it, and with hardly a voice raised in protest. Per- haps when too late we may awake to a realization of the value of our forests. And who, it may be asked, is the cause oi all this devastation? I answer, prospectors, hunters, stock- men and sightseers. All must bear a share of the blame. Probably not % of the timber fires are started by accident. A majority of them are set deliberately, or, we might say, criminally. I remember standing once on a high ridge and look- ing across Lewis river canyon to the op- pesite slope, about Io miles. Suddenly a tiny thread of smoke rose above the trees and rapidly increased in volume. In a short time another column rose a few hundred yards away, and a little later still another, and so on until there was a whole line of small white pillars floating skyward and growing larger all the time. Some vandal was going out of the canyon, set- ting fire as he went. By night that slope was a seething, roaring hell of flame. The prospector applies the match under the delusion that the country will be easier to explore after it has been “burned off.” He does noi stop to consider the possible damage to the water supply—the miner’s main dependence. The hunter starts fires because he imagines he can afterwards traverse the woods, in quest of game, with less difficulty. 1t never enters his head that when the forests are gone the game will go also. The stockman hopes that after the underbrush has been swept away grass will spring up to take its place. The sightseer creates a blaze either for one of the purposes named above or simply to witness the destruction his own hand has caused. Briefly stated, then, most forest fires are started either to make traveling and range better, or out of pure destructiveness.. Of course there are many in the classes named who take no part in timber destroying, and there are still others who carelessly but unintentionally let fires get beyond their control. Timber fires often escape from land clearings; but, as before said, - most of them are probably set deliberately. 65 The impression that “burning off’ makes better range and traveling is, in the main, erroneous. True, in isolated instances, or in places where the big timber is sparse and the underbrush heavy, a fire may cause a better growth of grass and easier travel- ing. In such cases, the large trees are generally too scattering to burn. But in 66 : RECREATION. heavy forests, where no grass grew before, the range will be no better after than be- fore a fire. The ground will simply be covered with an ash deposit, bearing little vegetation. All who have gone through such a place—among great piles of logs— will agree that fire is, on the whole, a detriment to good mountain travel, except where the heat has been so fierce as to sweep away everything. There are many arguments against the ruthless destruction of our forests, but it is not necessary to repeat them here. Taken all in all, any slight individual ben- efits that may arise from the setting out of fires are as nothing compared to the awful desolation that will follow the annihilation. What is to be done to stop this whole- sale ruin? It is a fit subject for future study and investigation. We must have more stringent laws and rigid enforce- ment. Let all who feel that we owe any duty to the future take up the fight and push it vigorously. Unless something is done the coming generations will turn to history and read with wonder and regret of the forests that have been. GAME AND THE FOREST. The preservation of game and the per- petuation of the forest go hand in hand. Many birds and mammals are dependent on the forests for food and shelter, and on the other hand forests are formed from the seeds which are often carried from place to place by animals. As the protector and source of food to game the forest de- serves more care from sportsmen than it has ever yet received in this country. Hunters are often guilty of negligence which causes fires in the woods, thereby destroying the game which gives them pleasure. More game is destroyed by fire than is killed by hunters. Fire not only kills the animals of the woods and burns the nest of birds, but at the same fime robs them of their food supply. One can wander many miles in this country over burned areas without seeing a single thing except perhaps insects. On all sides there is nothing but a sea of’ snakes, rabbits, foxes and other animals, friends and enemies alike, chased by the heat and smoke of a forest fire. The work of the game warden and fire warden should be combined. The Indian of our West burns the under- brush to facilitate hunting. This may help for a time, but soon ruins all sport, and brings both game and food supply to a fatal termination. Game laws are practically useless while fires are allowed to burn. The forestry movement in this country should be able to count the hunters among its staunchest supporters. Any questions in reference to the man- agement of woodlands will be cheerfully — answered, if possible, by the editor of this department. BOTANIC GARDEN NEEDED. The American government should not fail to establish, somewhere in the tropical — islands to the South of us, a botanic garden” and laboratory where Northern students may go for a time to study the peculiar conditions which exist there. The Dutch have such a place at Buitenzorg in Java, which has been visited by the majority of famous botanists in Europe. In the Island of Jamaica there are beautiful gardens and large plantations of cinchona and eucalyp- tus trees. From the bark of the former quinine is manufactured, while the other yields a valuable medicinal oil and at the same time reduces the chances of malaria by drying the ground which is penetrated by its roots. The Isle of Pines would be a splendid location for such an institution, owing to the healthfulness of its climate, richness of flora, accessibility to the United States and nearness to the famous sea- gardens which teem with interesting forms of marine life. SOME PECULIAR WORD DERIVATIONS. The word “book” comes from the old Germanic word for ‘beech,’ because the Anglo-Saxons and Germans wrote on beechen boards before paper was manu- factured. The word “library” comes from the Latin “liber,” the bark of a tree. The. word “‘lumber,” it is said, comes from the word “Lombard,” because the Lombards. were the first pawnbrokers, and lumber originally meant rubbish of any kind. The- Spanish word for forest is “monte,” the- same as mountain, while the Italian word! “forestiere’ means a stranger or a man: from a land of woods. The French and! Italian words for woods are “bois” and! “bosco,’” which come, no doubt, from the old Germanic word “bush.” The Dutch for forest is “bosch,” the same as bush, and no doubt the term ‘“‘sugar-bush” for a forest of sugar maple trees is a relic of the early Dutch in America. The red cedar, the most widely distrib- — uted tree of North America, is dissemi- nated by birds—especially robins—which are passionately fond of its aromatic ber- ries. The seed, which is_ hard, passes through their bodies uninjured, and is dropped here and there over the country. This cedar is one of our hardiest forest trees, and is generally a pioneer in old fields which have been exhausted of their fertility after years of cultivation. It grows in the wet swamps of Florida, in the shift- ing sands of the Jersey coast, and on the rocky mountain sides of the West and. North. ' a Gist SONG.« OF TALE ee ee ee eS De ee ae a a RL NR ee Ta SWAN, rh BALDWIN SEARS, There never was a better hearted young fellow than Laurence; no one who felt more deeply his own failings and a wom- ans perfection. He heartily acknowl- edged her as the gentlest, wisest, noblest thing ever made; meant to be a guide and strength to steady man’s weak brute nature. Perhaps he thought thus because he was in love with Amy, who was certainly a charming girl. She smiled when Lau- rence told her these things; she felt noble and earnest when she knew this honest boy believed in her. Her happiness was troubled only by longing for expression as she stood under the flowering trees in the garden. Under her feet the sprouting grass was thick with violets and dande- lions; the air about her fluttered with white petals. Swinging invisible among the boughs a robin sang joyously, deliri- ously, to the sky, the sun, the glory of May, the face of the girl, that loveliest flower of all. Amy was silent, but her heart sang, too. She loved the unseen creature for its ecstasy. How wonderful it was that she and the bird should both have the same joy of life, of love. “What is it, sweetheart?” said Laurence, tenderly. But Amy could only hold her lover closer as she wept on his shoulder. “The bird, it is so sweet, so sad.”’ She smiled even as she spoke at the trill of rapture from the happy creature overhead. “Don’t you think such things make us better?” she whispered shyly. “Such inno- cent happiness.” Her lover kissed her reverently. What a beautiful thing this tender womanhood was. He felt ashamed that he had ever eared for hunting; that he had ever felt a desire to kill birds. ‘“Sport’—it was oo: he felt a sort of disgust at him- self. He was dismayed next morning to find Amy sobbing, heart-brokenly, at the foot of the garden tree. She could only hold -out her hand in speechless grief as he begged her to say what had happened, Booking inquiringly at the soft thing she eld. “The robin——” he exclaimed. Amy nodded, with fresh tears streaming cown on the gay, disordered feathers, the limp little body, with slowly closing eyes, the breast with the dark crimson drops where the cat had torn it. “And think of those poor little young in the nest,” she sobbed: “‘left alone to starve. Oh, it’s cruel, terrible.” It was long before she could be com- forted. The man tried to explain: “But, Amy, child, it is only the law _heart, sweeter and dearer than ever. 67 of Nature. Birds caught—to satisfy “No, no; how can you be so cruel,—so heartless?” He was silenced by her agony of grief. During his absence from her he took it as a sign of her sweet influence and mercy that he found his hunting so much less pleasure than usual. “Even such a com- monplace creature as a quail must have a family and feelings,’ he said to himself as a brace got up and then dropped inert and lifeless as he fired. He held the bird, staring at it thoughtfully, instead of plac- ing it at once in his pocket. Then he laughed determinedly. “What a freak I’m getting to be. Birds were made to be shot and men to eat them. I’m no vegetarian, and for that matter, haven’t I seen Amy eat grouse and venison? There,I’ll tell her that. Oh, by Jove, what a shot! Ah, my beauty, I got you that time.” A hungry hunter is not given to regrets at the amount of game he brings in, unless it be small. Laurence ate and was happy and slept the sleep of the innocent as he tramped out his 3 weeks in the wilderness. He felt a dash of the incongruous when Amy’s let- ters came from the far-off city, telling him not to forget Siegfried the first week in November. “Forget,” just as if he could forget any- thing where Amy was. His eager hands made bad work of his necktie, and as Amy came down to meet him the young fellow, heedless of results as to finery, gathered her in his arms and kissed her adoringly. His simple heart was wonderfully proud and content as he sat beside her in their box. It seemed only right and natural that so many glasses should be leveled toward her, even though he resented their familiarity. He was only half attentive to the music, the story. It was so long since he had seen his eee, e lights, the flash and gloss and flutter of jewels, white shoulders, lovely faces, the subdued tumult of life that seemed to move with the stream of Siegfried music; that forlorn, mysterious sighing of tree boughs and hidden rivers through pri- meval forests, with the wordless speech of birds calling across the gloom. It was all part of the ineffable, tender beauty of the girl who sat beside him, her face tremu- lous and pale with deep feeling, her eyes shining mistily out of the shadow upon him. He reached out and took her hands, a rush of supreme affection welling up in his heart. She smiled back at him, touch- ing his cheek with the fringes of her feather fan; he shivered slightly. There were made to be %) 68 : RECREATION. 2. a was something eerie in the music that warned them of impending disaster, a cry of reproach and madness; he seemed to be waiting with Siegfried. As the bird, high in the woodland trees, called out its wild note of greeting, pierc- ing, high and clear, he felt a thrill of com- ing doom. Looking at Amy for reassurance he was chilled by a mysterious change in her face. it seemed to have lost that tender girlish- ness which he had reverenced; it was hard and indifferent, and her eyes had the keen brightness of a knife; her hand in his was cold and thin. Even when the light came back and the music brightened, he could not quite shake off the fancy that had touched him, a vague distrust. He looked down over the crowded house, on the throng of women listening eagerly, indif- ferently, happily, wearily, to the rolling sea of music. They seemed to have sud- denly become hateful to him. Their beauty had a terror. There was a quivering rest- lessness, a restrained eagerness, almost as of a hunter sighting his prey. The feathers and soft plumes in their hair, the birds crushed in deft mockery of life against the cold white foreheads of girls, had an ironi- cal effect on his excited nerves; the hum of their voices in the interlude smote his ear harshly. He turned to the stage. He would not heed the absurd fancies of his excited brain; he had been in the woods too long. As he waited the music paled like dawn before the sun, and over the gulf the voice of the magic bird caroling wildly from the heights sprang arrow-like. Not with those enchanted words of prophecy and cheer, bidding Siegfried follow and rejoice, but with a terrible wild cry of anguish and despair—a cry that shrilled, lost and for- saken, through the world. “Ho, brothers, victims, comrades, a long last greeting I bring from all those who are about to perish. Answer now, for now may you say farewell, farewell for- ever, to forest and woodland, and ocean and meadow, to brothers and offspring. Cry aloud; farewell!” At that summons, a wail of sorrow rose, mingled with the flutter and beat- ing of wings. The air was filled with cries, laments, a tumultuous agony of grief. Every other sound was _ hushed. The human throng, slayers of that helpless multitude, sat as if turned to stone, while the victims, freed for one moment by the magic bird, called to each other, to those who must soon join them, a sorrowful farewell. “Woe, woe, the day! Nevermore by the lake, by the mountain, on the marsh, in the wild wood shal! we see our brothers. Never again shall we fly with them free through the free air.” The cry of the wood pigeon ended in a low sob. “T have no brothers; they were all slain before me. I was the last; skinned alive!” “And I,” echoed the voice of the heron; “f was snatched from the nest, from my young, though I struggled and begged frantically for their sakes. My crest, that now adorns the young girl’s head, was tern from me, and my bleeding body was flung where those innocent, starving nest- lings saw my death!”’ “And I, and I,” cried the gull and the tern; “though flayed alive, my sufferings were nothing to the agony of knowing that my young died of starvation.” “And I was trapped with a thousand others in a garden in the South. It is si- lent now where we used to sing.” “Alas, alas, the world is sad without us!” cried a bluebird from the hat where he was poised in bitter mockery of his joyous flight. ‘Lovers stand no more in the lane. hand in hand, looking into each other’s eyes with pensive joy when they heard my evening carol.” “And I, too,” sobbed the thrush. ‘There is no one to tell the violets when the sun has set over the woodland. Ah, I am homesick for the forest here in the city : streets, and soon I shall be flung aside to make way for another victim!” “Oh, for a breath of the wild, salt sea,” | screamed the fishhawk. ‘‘Nevermore to feel the spray on my glad wings as I dive through the waves!” “S “Nevermore; nevermore; nevermore!” echoed the swallow, and the grebe, and the bobolink—a- thousand voices as wings and breast beat helplessly. ‘Nevermore, nevermore shall we see the lands we loved and glorified with our beauty and guarded from harm. Victims of vanity, we are doomed! doomed! doomed!” With the heart-breaking anguish of these cries ringing in his ears Amy’s lover turned to her for reassurance. But his hands fell at his sides. The smile on her lips had broadened to the grin of a savage. Her soft hands looked like the claws of some cruel harpy as they picked indiffer- ently at her marabout fan. Had she ever wept at the death of a robin? With a groan of pained and helpless confusion Laurence dashed her hands from him and rished from the house. Anywhere, to escape the remembrance of that terrible scene. But the shop windows, the streets, the cars, the carriages, were fluttering and echoing with the same cries everywhere. He was surrounded by this slaughter of innocents. In a sort of panic he rushed home, put some clothing into a bag, changed his clothes. Then looking around the room with questioning eyes, as if he sought the reason of his madness, his gaze fell on Amy’s picture where it hung beside his bed. As he laid it in fragments on the table he saw himself in the glass and ee ee stared, wondering at the strange face. What had made him like this? That morning he had been happy. He sat down and began to write, feverishly, shakingly, as if he feared he might never finish. “Amy—I must go. I can’t marry you. You aren’t what I thought. You've de- ceived me. You aren't innocent and good and tender-hearted. You're cruel and vain and lustful. God iorgive me! God for- give us if we have made you what you are, if it’s to please us that you have made such savages of yourselves. When I saw those wings in your hair—no, I can’t go on. God and man have to forgive you for what vou have done. Men aren't good, but they aren’t cruel—wantonly, vainly cruel. Better, a thousand times, that you should sell yourself, yes, your soul, too. than murder the tenderness of a thousand innocent children by your fearful example. Forgive me for saying I don’t love you. How can I? Oh, Amy!” Into the envelope with this he put the torn picture. It was early morning when he came through the wood and reached the edge of BOULIMISTS. 69 the sea. The tide was beginning to whis- per as it started in. Over the salt marshes a flock of silver-winged gulls circled. At the report of a gun one fell. The others in wild flight sought escape, but an unerr- ing aim brought down another. “You shall not live to be tortured. I will save you from that; I will be merci- ful,” whispered Laurence, brokenly, as he tan across the spongy green turf to the gulls. He whispered again, softly and pityingly, to the dead birds as he smoothed their outstretched wings. ‘‘They shall not have you; they shall not find you; I will hide you safe,” He began to gather the grass and spread it over them, when a glimpse of white breast glimmered through. In a sudden frenzy he stamped on the spot, crushing down into the ooze and mud the last ves- tige of white. As he stood up, breathing hard, his hands shaking, his eyes roving, a long line of gulls swung past through the morning air. He raised his gun; then with a sad, moaning cry he turned the weapon toward his head and with a stick pressed the trigger. BOULIMISTS. JAS. WEIR, JR, M. D. , A boulimist is an individual ‘“‘who bolts his food, an abnormally enormous quanti- ty, in an animal-like manner.” Boulimia, or boulimy as the English authors write it, is the rule and not the exception among savages or primitive peoples; hence, when observed in a civilized human being, when - it is not a symptom of disease, must be at- tributed to atavism or reversion. Many instances of boulimy are related by travelers, especially by those discoverers who have made the northern portions ofthe globe the field for their labors. Belcher declares that the food of the Innuits averages 24 pounds a day, mostly of fats and oils, for every individual, and Captain Lyons gives the following graphic account of one of these people at table: “Kuillitleuk had already eaten until he was half-seas over. He was dropping asleep, with a red and burning face and open mouth. His wife was stuffing bits of half-boiled meat down his throat with the help of her first fingers, Steering clear of his lips. She carefully watched the process of deglutition, and immediately filled up any void that might appear in the orifice with a stopper of raw fat. The happy man did not stir; he moved nothing but his molars, chewing slowly and not even opening his eyes. From time to time a stifled sound escaped him, a grunt of satisfaction.” An Innuit, when he cannot get blubber ~ or oil, will sit down to a cauldron of boiled sea-weed, holding 2 gallons, and will not arise therefrom until he has devoured every shred in the pot! I have frequently seen negro farm hands who would eat 6 or 8 pounds of solid food at a single meal, washing it down with several pints of sweet milk or buttermilk. The Indian is likewise a great eater and thinks nothing of disposing of a deer’s hindquarters at one sitting! Some authors have endeavored to differ- entiate between gluttony and boulimy, but have, in my opinion, failed most -signally. Boulimia and gluttony, as far as the normal civilized human being is concerned, are identical. The glutton, like the boulimist, eats inordinately; he bolts his food in an animal-like manner; he makes disagreeable and brute-like noises when eating. With the glutton “eating, as well as reading, maketh a full man,” to paraphrase Guille- mond, “‘and repletion and content are syn- onymous terms in his language. ‘Estando contento no tiene mas que desear,’ says _ Sancho Panza, and the fact is accordingly announced with the accompaniment of va- rious natural phenomena to which it is un- necessary to allude, and which are, to say the least, somewhat subversive of civ- ilized and refined decorum.” On one occasionI saw a young white man, an American, eat a peck of soft peaches and 3 pounds of grapes at one sitting. This 70 RECREATION. same youth thinks nothing of eating for supper 4 or 5 dozen fried oysters, followed by 2 dozen raw. To win a bet, he once ate the enormous number ef 9 dozen large fried oysters. He has had numerous attacks of intestinal trouble, during several of which his physicians expected him to die; yet he still lives, and is ready at any time to gorge himself to repletion if some one will only furnish the food! Charles Domery, a French prisoner in England in 1799, was a boulimist of bou- . limists. One day he was permitted to eat as much as he desired, and between 4 o'clock in the morning and 9 at night he devoured 4 pounds of raw cow’s udder, 10 pounds of raw beef, 5 pounds of candles, and 5 quarts of porter! This man was ac- customed to supplement the usual prison ration with raw cats, dogs and rats which he caught, killed and ate like one of the carnivora. On one occasion, while in action on board of a man-o’-war, feeling hungry, he picked up the leg of a man, which had been amputated by a cannon ball, and was eagerly consuming it when commanded to desist by an officer! Not long since an English surgeon held an inquest on the body of William Ward, a pensioner, 84 years old, who died from suffocation. “At the post-mortem examin- ation 3 pieces of meat, measuring in all 12 inches in length, were found in the dead man’s throat. Evidence was given that tne deceased was always a gluttonous feeder and in the habit of bolting his food. His daughter-in-law said she used to mince his food, but that even then he would bolt such large spoonfuls that he had to gasp for breath.” The female boulimist is truly a rara avis, and I have seen only one in all my experi- ence. This young girl was brought to my office by her mother, who thought her daughter was the victim of disease; prob- ably of tenia. The girl was handsome in a large and Junoesque way. She had a magnificent form, looking more like a full- grown woman than a girl of only 16.. Her color was good and she presented an alto- gether wholesome appearance. On being questioned she said she had eaten at breakfast (7 o’clock) “a porter- house steak, two slices of breakfast bacon, a spoonful of hashed mutton, four hard- boiled eggs, potatoes (Saratoga chips), 8 or 10 biscuits (beaten), 10 buckwheat cakes with maple syrup, 2 cups of coffee, and a _ pint of sweet milk.”’ » She visited me at 10 A. M., and had eat- en, between her 7 o’clock breakfast and 10 o'clock, a pound of chocolate creams! Hanging in the room was a bunch of large bananas, sent me from New Orleans. 1 saw the girl glance at them several times and invited her to help herself. She needed no seeond invitation, but immediately pre- ceeded to gorge herself. She ate 7 bananas and declared she could eat 7 more, but would leave the rest for politeness’ sake. Careful and repeated examinations of this girl showed nothing abnormal save her wonderful appetite. She was a boulimist, Almost every community has its bou- limist, who, strange to say, is usually proud - of his gastronomic powers, and is always willing to accept the challenge of a rival boulimist to an eating contest. We hear daily of pie-eating contests, oyster-eating contests, cake-eating contests, chiderlin- eating contests (this last mentioned always occurs between negroes), dumpling-eating contests, etc. The contestants are almost invariably boulimists, though their boulimy is usually confined to some particular food or dish. Just as there are monophagous boulimists, there are also polyphagous bou- limists, who eat anything and everything. The clay-eaters of the Southern States (usually negroes, but sometimes whites) are monophagous boulimists. These indi- viduals eat enormous quantities of a certain kind of clay, seemingly with the utmost relish and enjoyment. They begin the prac- tice early in life, gradually increasing the amount of clay taken into the stomach as they grow older, until the quantity swal- towed daily is simply astounding. This clay diet is very deleterious, and sooner or later kills the person who follows it. The polyphagous boulimist, on the con- trary, does not-confine himself or herself to one article of diet, but devours numerous kinds of indigestible things. Most fre- quently, polyphagism is itself an evidence of disease; but it sometimes happens that search we never so carefully, we can find no abnormality whatever save the perverted appetite. ; Not long since I saw a distinguished teacher of Latin and Greek who stayed his hunger with bits of coal, lumps of chalk, or of clay. He would also eat leaves, grass, weeds and small pieces of cedar wood. During 24 hours this man would eat 8 or 10 pounds of these things, seem- ingly without hurt. There were no symp- toms of disease in his case. The London Lancet, of May 5, 1894, gives an account of a polyphagous bou- limist who died in the London Hospital. In this man’s stomach there was a hetero- geneous mass of materials, such as pieces of leather (evidently portions of boots and shoes), bits of cork, hair, bone, raw meat, clay, etc. He had given no evidence of disease before his final seizure—pneu- monia. Young girls and boys and hysterical men and women frequently eat indigestible sub- stances such as chalk, slate pencils, ete. These people are sick, however, and should not be confounded with the polyphagous boulimist who presents no signs of ill health. Boulimia is by no means confined to solid feeds. Indeed, the liquid boulimist, “WITH SLAVES AFTER or the boulimist who shows himself pos- sessed of an abnormal appetite for certain jiquids, is more frequently in evidence than the individual whose boulimy is confined to solids. Moreover, this intemperance is not the result of the cumulative appetite of the alcoholic drunkard, for many of the fa- vored liquids contain no alcohol. Thus, one of the most pronounced boulimists of my acquaintance is a buttermilk drunkard. I have seen this man, time and again, drink a gallon of buttermilk at a situng. An- other of my acquaintances is a coca-kola boulimist. He literally spends his days running from one drug store to another in pursuit of his favorite beverage. Another is a cream and soda fiend, and drinks sev- eral gallons of this mixture duiing the day. The champion beer drinkers are general- ly found among the employes of breweries, and the quantity of beer guzzled by some of these men is simply phenomenal. I know a beer-wagon driver in Louisville, Ky., whose usual allowance of beer is be- tween 5 and 6 gallons a day! This man, however, eats very little solid food. A cracker or 2, or a few pretzels are enough for him. In olden times people ate more than they do now, and the boulimist was con- sidered a mighty man in more senses than one. Indeed, many an historical character has come down to us with boulimy “writ so large that he who runs may read.” Ben- jamin must have been a boulimist, for we are told his mess was 5 times as great as any of the others (Genesis xliii). Ben- jamin’s gastronomic feats are commemor- ated to this day in Oxford, at one of the colleges. “On Mid-Lent Sunday the first lesson in SHEEP AND CARIBOU. 71 the evening is Genesis xliii, which gives an account of Benjamin’s mess, which was 5 times as great as that of any of the others. Furmenty is always. served in Hall on this evening, and the junior mace at each table is considered as Benjai..in and served with an enormous helping. If he eats it all he can ‘scouce’ (fine the whole table in sher- ry); if he cannot he himself is fined.” Alexander of Macedon was a boulimist, and it was after one of his gluttonous feats, during which he Io times emptied the gob- let of Hercules, that he died. Tiberius, Nero and Septimius Severres were also marked boulimists, as were Cato (Narra- tus et prisci Catomis saepe calicisse mero virtus), Seneca, Alcibiades and many other noted Greeks and Romans. Royalty itself has often wielded a sceptre-trencher. Henry VIII. of England and Catherine the Great of Russia were great eaters and drinkers, as were Peter the Great and his daughter, Elizabeth, while the gluttonous and lech- erous orgies of William Rufus were an open scandal and are now a mere matter of history. The digestive organs of the true bou- limist seem fully capable of taking care of the enormous quantities of food injected. Even the polyphagous boulimist has sel- dom any fear of that bete noir of civiliza- tion—dyspepsia. In the true polyphagous glutton (one whose polyphagism is not in- cident to disease) the intestinal viscera be- come wonderfully tolerant and the .bou- limist often lives until carried off by some intercurrent malady. Frequently, however, the abnormal and perverted appetite occa- sions death by closure of the lumen of the bowel through infraction, intersusception, or invagination with resultant peritonitis. WITH SLAVES AFTER SHEEP AND CARIBOU. A. J. STONE. One Uf my most interesting hunting trips was to the headwaters of the Carcajou, the Plume range,’ the Tali-niline, Montagne Rocheuses, the Sa-younne Kfme, and the Cercle Polaire. Let not the reader retch at these names. I have copied them carefully from a chart prepared by a priest, who had come to this country as a missionary, but concluded to devote his energies to a more hopeful task —that of getting out a chart covered with -unpronounceable names, a compound of French and Slavé. How delightful to be clear of the mus- keag and an atmosphere where every breath swarmed with living demons armed to do unspeakable torture. A long day of cloudless beauty lacked an hour of its close, and a cool breeze from the deep canyon of the Carcajou fanned gratefully my poisoned flesh, Our dreaded foes had sought cover. Q©ur camp was pitched on a barren reef of sand; at our feet rolled the torrent of the Carcajou, which we had just waded; above us towered the rugged mountains, through whose rocky barrier the river had worn a passage between perpendicular walls of wonderful height. It was a sublime scence, needing only the visible presence of some of the noble ani- mals, whose home is among these wilds, to make the picture complete. While I stood gazing enraptured about me, wrapped in silent admiration, a small, white speck in the distance seemed to move, and pres- ently anether. Roused instantly from my reverie, I adjusted my glasses and leveled them on the moving objeets. Three white sheep! My ideal picture was a living reality. ? 72 we RECREATION. - 5 : Calling my 2 Slavés from the fire, where they sat intently watching Johnnie frying bacon and making bannocks, I pointed out my find. For a moment they looked stol- idly, then turned back to the fire and the cooking. Oh, ‘or one moment of the com- panionship of white men! Oh, for a mo- ment of Thompson! Even though he does not like mountains, he would like this. But twilight had come and my picture blurred, and presently I, too, turned from my worship to the fire, to bacon, bannocks and tea; to wonder why Providence had created this brutish race, who know but two things well, to eat and to fast. I want- ed to hit one of them a crack just to see how much alive he was, but forbore. Next day we penetrated the mountains, and late in the afternoon came to a wide canyon well into the range, where, in a grove of stunted pines, we pitched our can- vas, resolved to try our luck at hunting. I had a fancy that I knew enough of the hab- its of the white sheep to be sure where and when to find them, but I found there was something yet to learn. In summer the Arctic days are so long the sheep for- get about going to bed or getting up. They are, consequently, irregular in_ their hours. They, also, frequently run down hill when startled and are much more like- ly to scatter when a shot is fired into a bunch than the same animals farther South. The day was well spent and I was about to give up and go back discouraged to camp, when one ofmy Indians proposed that he explore the canyon wall a little farther. He had gone less than 100 yards when he stopped and beckoned me to follow. Be- low him several hundred feet, on a ledge seemingly only a foot wide, lay 3 young rams. Below them again the wall, like that above, fell off vertically for hundreds of feet. How they had got there I could not see from my position. I could not shoot them where they were. The awful preci- pice made me dizzy, and, besides, to shoot them there would be to lose them. Be- lieving they would come to the top at a point some distance to the left, I directed the Indian to wait till I had gone back to a point where I could command the path. I thought they would use, and. then to startle them. He did as I ordered, and I waited patiently for their advent, but noth- ing came. I grew restless and hurried back to the edge of the cliff. From that point I could see them walking deliberately in a direction opposite to the one I had mapped out for them. Doffing hat and coat I ran along the top of that dizzy cliff, hoping to overtake them. Suddenly from out that yawning chasm 2 of them flashed upon the top of the wall, =~, a DSP I ET a NL TEN IE ET I had no cover and they instantly discov- ered me and fled. I fired twice but could see no effect. I followed, looking for blood - sign and wondering what lad become of the third sheep, when as if to answer my question he suddenly appeared at 200 yards. I fired but missed. —He ran along the wall away from me and then turned to take a look at me. Again I fired. He fell tow- ard me and bounded over the cliff. When I reached the point where he fell he lay mangled 300 feet below and beyond reach. While in camp one of the Indians had pointed to a ‘high mountain near us, saying on it the sheep had a “‘nest.”” I determined, therefore, to scale that mountain and spy out the nest. The climb was long and hard, but we reached the top at last. As we approached the sacred ground 3 rams came down and seeing us made off. Such ill luck! Had we been 10 minutes earlier or had we had a screen we should have got them, but they were too far for a shot. Donald, one of the Indians, started in pursuit, armed with his long-barreled muz- zle-loading double shot gun, and for the sake of seeing how he managed running and loading I followed. Firing both barrels unsuccessfully soon after he started, he at once proceeded to reload. Carrying the gun in his left hand, muzzle up, he manipulated the powder with his right, catching the powder horn in such a way that the powder ran into his hand, and from his hand into the barrels. Then putting the muzzle to his mouth he dropped the 2 spherical balls into the. gun without patching or wad, giving the gun a smart blow to settle the balls, then the caps, and the loading was done. As the 3 sheep ran I turned one a very pretty somersault, and as they scurried down the mountain Donald emptied both barrels uselessly, at such an angle I am confident the balls rolled out before the triggers were pulled. After supper I strolled up a long ridge and bagged a magnificent 4-year-old ram with a fine head. Next morning, while I was trying to get a picture of the canyon, I was surprised by a big ram, my head under the focusing cloth. Withdrawing, I saw him, but he fled before I could catch him. However, he ran toward the men who were skinning my - last night’s victim. I yelled, the men saw him and killed him. I howled and. laughed over our luck till the stolid Indians must have thought I was worshipping some white itan’s deity in gratitude for our good fortune. Several sticcesses marked the remainder of our hunt, notably 2 magnificent speci- mens which I killed the last day. My hunt for caribou, however, was a complete fail- ure. 7 ; : : : C. -E: In Western Connecticut, in the Housa- tonic valley, at the foot of the Berkshire hills, flows Half Mile river, one of the best trout streams in New England. It is never dry, and in its many deep pools the trout find secure refuge. One day in May a friend and [| started-early for the brook, to have a day’s fishing. The winds were cold and chilling, but the sun was warm and we were happy. The brook sang varying melodies; here a murmurous andante, as it flowed into a wide pool, there a thunderous forte, as it drove over a precipitous rock. The birds had not ar- rived, and we missed their notes of glad- ness, but a pair of woodcock, flushed in the brush, gave us for a moment their joyous companionship. As the water was high we had to forego the fanciful fly and resort to the lowly angle worm. Soon a fat, juicy wriggler dangled on the Aberdeen, and I dropped it into the current just above the pool and awaited results. In a moment there was a tug on the line. A quick strike, a bending of the supple rod, and a % pound trout darted back and forth through the pool. Winding the line rapidly on the reel, and elevating the rod, I held in my hand our first trout. A mo- ment later my companion had its mate and we separated. I devoted all my attention to the pools where the big fish are sup- posed to lurk. In a brief time I had sev- eral good bites, but through bad manage- ment or ill luck, lost some big fellows. I had come to a long rapid, midway of which was one lone stone, standing dry, on which I could stand, though rather un- comfortably. This I did not notice so much as a likely pool 25 feet below. Trees and bushes were all about me, and it re- quired my utmost skill to keep my line from entangling while casting. Beneath me surged 3 feet of dark, cold water that I shrank from stepping into. I poised on _ one foot, and by careful management at I began to reel in. last succeeded in dropping the bait plump into the swirl of the eddy on the edge of the pool. An instant response came and The stream was wide and the trout had plenty of room. As I drew him nearer he espied the cause of all his trouble and fought harder than ever. “My fish,” thought I, but when I reached for him he freed himself by a desperate effort and flopped into the water, back to his freedom. I longed for my waders: They were 20 miles away. Discouraged by my ill luck, I kept moving until I over- took my companion. Then we had lunch, after which I took a nap on the sunny side of a cordwood pile and dreamed of fish for an hour. Awaking, I brushed the cobwebs from my eyes and started up stream. I had 4 = BWOTROUT STORIES. HANSEN. trout, all good ones, and my companion had twice as many. Coming to a pool not fas from my resting piace, I cast. The pool had been divided into 2 parts by a heap of brush thrown in by wood chop- pers. This brush was high and reached © across the brook and around the sides of the pool. To the left was a large tree which had blown down and lay half sub- merged in the left division of the pool. Running under the tree and close to the bank the current carried my bait into the very dooryard of a large trout. He took the bait eagerly, and when I struck, he assured me he was over a pound in weight. I remember well his manoeuvers. He surged from side to side, now on top of the water, and,-like a flash, under again. I felt encouraged, but doubtful of landing him in that place. _Determined not to lose him I jumped into the brush near the water’s edge, holding my rod high. Both feet went through, and ugh! I was knee deep in ice-cold water. The trout, meanwhile, had gained the brush, the double snell was sawed in two and he was free! Adjectives were useless, so I tied on a new hook, baited it and got myself free from the unpleasant situ- ation. As I reached the top of the bank I turned to take one last, mournful look at the scene of my recent experience, when, to my surprise, I saw my late captive leap out of the water, rush through the rapids again, and, after another leap, roll belly upward, evidently hurt. Dropping my pole, with a wild hurrah, I rushed down that slippery tree trunk at imminent risk to leg and neck. Splash! I was into the pool up to my waist. A hurried glance discovered the trout with the hook and snell dangling from his jaw. Reaching down in the deep water to my armpits I sought to grasp him, but he was muscular and slipped away, swimming under the brush and,into the pool on the other side. Nothing daunted I followed him about that pool for seyeral minutes, getting into deeper water at every step. Watching my opportunity, when he had just finished one of his desperate rushes, I reached down, the waters surging over my shoulders, and he was mine! I lifted him from the water and viewed him at arm’s length. He was a beauty. I stood in that icy torrent for several min- utes, regardless of everything else but my capture. Then wading ashore I put him into my basket, leaving his tail sticking out over the edge. When I appeared before my companion he naturally wanted to know why and how I took such a bath at that time of year. My answer was to point to the tail sticking out of the basket. “Ah! I see,” was his commert. A CONTINUOUS PERFORMANCE. HERB. One day in early fall, a few years ago, I had to attend the county court, which was held about 12 miles from my home. Leav- ing the house about 7 o’clock, I met a*few gentlemen who were bound for the court house also. Seven of my hounds had fol- lowed me, though I had no idea of a hunt; but when about half way to our destina- tion, Black, who had a very cold nose, made a dash of 100 yards or so up the road and opened. The other dogs rushed after him, but could not get scent. For the next mile or so they repeated this per- formance several times. We supposed some one had gone on before us with a cur, and it was he they smelt, but on reaching an old path that turned down into the woods, Colonel, who was 2 short distance ahead of the other dogs, threw up his head and dashed down the path, opening at every jump. As the last dog disappeared in the brush, out jumped a red fox, about 200 yards farther up the road. We stood still until the pack came out into the road and then started on. The fox kept to the road for nearly a mile, and then turned toward the river, but on reaching the low grounds saw he could not make it, so kept to the bluffs. He was running parallel to the road on which we were riding, and we could see him as he crossed the little clear- ings between the hills. As he went into the bushes on one side of them, Colonel came out on the other. The other dogs were quite a distance behind. At the turn of the road about 2 miles from the court house, the fox came into the road, and Colonel, who was then within 50 yards of him, caught him before he had gone 50 yards more. The rest of. the pack were then nearly half a mile behind and had “bothered;” but while I was tailing the fox they broke out afresh. Colonel was still mouthing the fox when I heard Uncle Billy, one of the gentlemen who was coming up, shout: “Look behind you!” I turned and saw a large gray fox stand- ing within 15 feet of me. His head was turned away, and he was. listening to the pack. Colonel saw him at the same mo- ment I did, and made a spring for him, but I threw myself on him as he jumped past me, and we had a rough and tumble all over the road. I managed to hold him until the other dogs came up, which gave the fox about 3 minutes’ advantage. I sup- pose he had been started up by the noise but had crept off in the wrong direction. The pack dashed up the road to the court house. As we came in sight we saw a large crowd of men running about for their horses, while others followed the pack on foot. Old Judge B. was standing on the steps and shouting as loud as he could: ( “Sing to him, puppies, sing to him!” “Hark, hark! The fox had run straight through the court house yard, crossed the road and was going through a large field, making for a piece of timber a mile away. I made a cut down through the field, but found my way barred by a barbed wire fence, when nearly up to the crowd. I dismounted, put my saddle blanket on the top wire, and over that my horse took the fence. The dogs were almost on the fox as he en- tered the pines, and as I reached the edge, i heard him squeal as they tore him. Taking him up I walked out to the crowd who had followed and we started back to the court house. When about half way through the field one of the crowd shouted, . “Listen!” We all stopped and as we listened we heard that call so dear to the hunter’s heart, Hark! Hark! Hark, here!” floating down through the pines. What could it mean, was asked. I hushed the dogs to the man who was calling, and we rode back to the pines. Going a short dis- tance in among them, we heard some one calling, “Star, dogs; -star!- A moment later Rattler opened and they were off on a hot scent. We rode up toa small clearing, where we found a man who said he had seen a gray fox cross the clear- ing just as the pack had stopped tonguing down in the pines, and he supposed they had lost the quarry. As we stood there the fox came back and for about an hour kept doubling around the field, making a fine run. At last, as 1 was standing in a path, I saw the fox dash across it with the whole pack within 30 yards of him, and a moment later I heard them treeing. I rode over and found he had run up a leaning oak and there he sat in the first crotch, smil- ing down on the pack, some of which were trying to climb the tree and the others to gnaw it down. In a few minutes it seemed to me every man in the county was at that tree. I do not think there was a man remaining at the court house. After awhile we decided to take the dogs off, make the fox jump out, and give him a start of '4 hour before put- ting the dogs on his trail. As they would come quickly at my call I was to remain and drive the fox out, so, taking the dogs, the crowd went off a quarter of a mile. After they had gone I climbed the tree and when within 5 feet of him the gray lit out. As he hit the ground I heard Forest’s voice and out of the bushes he jumped. He had broken away from the man who held him and had sneaked back just in time to catch the fox before he had gone Ioo steps. That ended the hunt, so we returned to the court house where the scepter of justice resumed its sway. It had taken just 4 hours to catch the 3 foxes, ¥ ‘ 4 , RECREATION. 75 VES MIDDLEMENS EVENTS ADULTE! i Pore er ge been sold to consumers direct from our own distillery, known as “ Hayner’s Registered Distillery No. 2, Tenth District.” No other distillers sell to consumers direct. Those who offer to sell you whiskey in this way are spec- ulators who buy to sell again, by which plan they are compelled to add a profit which you can save by buying from us direct. We will send four full quarts of Hayner’s Seven-Year-Old Double Copper Distilled Rye Whiskey for $3.20, express prepaid. We ship on approval in plain, sealed boxes, with no marks to indicate contents. When you receive it and test it, if it is not satisfactory return it at our expense and we will return your $3.20. Such whiskey as we offer you for $3.20 cannot be purchased elsewhere for less than $5.00, and the low price at which we offer it saves you the addition of middlemen’s profits, besides you are guaranteed the cer- tainty of pure whiskey absolutely free from adulteration. REFERENCES :—Third National Bank, any business house in Dayton or Commercial Agencies. THE HAYNER DISTILLING CO., 273-279 WEST FIFTH ST., DAYTON, OHIO. N.B.—Orders for Ariz., Col., Cal., Idaho, Mont., Nev., N. Mex., Ore., Utah, Wash., Wyo., must call for QO qts. by freight, prepaid. _. - a BN AAU LV ALLA A AVSLN /9 = : lhe Vital Points To be Considered by the Sportsman or Tourist in Selecting a Camera..... Compactness ARE ( Durability Lightness BABY OUR WIZARD We believe embodies these requisites to a greater degree than any other. Hm Fm THE “BOSS DANDY” Is a King Among Cheap Cameras 4=—__Price, $5.00 Makes a perfect picture 4x5 inches. Hand- somely covered with Black Grain Leather, fitted with our Rapid Achromatic Lens, Improved Safety Shutter, Two Tripod Plates, and two square Finders. Hm Manhattan O ptical Co. Uur handsome new Catalogue fully Works and Executive Offices describes these and many other OF N. ¥2 for Catalogue. Cameras. Send two-cent stamp CRESSKILL, N. J 8 a? ai to send to Mr. Dealer for the goods. _ he assured me on his AMATEUR TnAOPOGRAPH Y: “4 Bird on the plate is worth 2 inthe bag.” WAYS OF THE PHOTO SUPPLY DEALER. When I caught the ‘button-pressing”’ fever I went through all its various stages, but fortunately in the incubational period of the disease I bought the good will of a stranded photographer, ind so doing saved myself much time, annoyance and money. Among other valuable pointers he told me that all “Stock houses were robbers.” At first I thought his judgment must be biased by his chronic impecuuiosity, but later I found he was not far wrong. After a month’s study of hypo, pyro and all the rest, I sallied forth to buy a new lot of material. My list included nearly everything used in a studio, and I expected to get my goods for cash at the lowest market prices. Mr. Dealer named a net price on the lot which astonished me. I protested that my instructor told me I would get 25 per cent. discount on this, Io on that, etc. Mr.. Dealer replied: “We do not give any discount. Photo goods are sold on a close margin.” He also strongly advised me to use hypo at 35 cents a pound, as the common kind was almost useless. Finding it was impos- sible to do business with him I went to a photographer whom I knew and asked ee Vy friend did so, giving me the benefit of his 25 per cent. trade discount. Beside that he sold me hypo at 2% cents a pound, and in that and other ways effected a saving for me of just 100 per cent. on the dealer's price. As this was my first experience it made a vivid impression on my mind, and I vowed that when I “settled down’ I would go into the photo supply business and grow rich. One noticeable feature of the business is that there is seldom more than one house in any of the smaller cities. Should there be a rival house there is no competition; both combine to boost prices. In a Western city I ran out of material, and on inquiring found there was but one dealer, as usual. On one article which I needed I had been in the habit of getting 40 per cent. discount, and I asked the dealer if he would give the same. The look of surprise which that man’s face assumed would make a fortune for any actor. When he recovered his breath “honor” that I was mistaken, and that he only got 10 per cent. himself, which was more than eaten up by freight, breakage, etc. I told him he did not know how to buy goods and gave him an address where he could get them at 40, 20, 10 and 5 per cent. discount. Then he awakened and gave me 25 per cent. off. eS . AMATEUR PHOTOGRAPHY: “public as 77 During 10 years of almost constant travel I have yet to find any line of business coi ducted with as little regard to pleasing the in the average photo-suppily house. It is not as safe to take the advice or judgment of the clerk in charge as it is, to trust the fit of a coat to the “Sheeny” misfit tailor. A boy friend went to one of the. best houses in his State to buy Ta. CHEAP LANTERN SLIDES. I have the following method to produce fairly good slides at a small cost. The emulsion is equally good for watch dials, leather, etc. Have a druggist put.up in Separate packages: Rochelle salts, 5 grains; silver nitrate, 30 grains; ammo- nium, chloride, 214 prains; alum, 12% 82 | RECREATION. grains; citric acid, 15 grains; gelatine, 2 drams (liquid). These, with 26 ounces dis- tilled water, are the ingredients. Cost, about 15 cents, enough for some 4o plates. Heat the water and dissolve the gelatine in 1% ounces of it. It is best done by having a glass in a tin of water on the stove, and at night by lamplight. If you can’t get liquid gelatin, a package of best English dry gelatin will do. Dissolve enough of it in the 1% ounces of water to make it the consistency of thick cream. Dissolve the alum, salts and ammonium chlorate in I2 ounces of the remaining water and add it to the dissolved gelatin. Stir with a glass rod and it will turn to a thick, glue-like and evil-smelling mass. Dissolve the silver and citric acid in the last 12 ounces of water; then add it to the odoriferous jelly, and the whole will be- come liquid again like milk. Have your plates perfectly clean and in hot water. Take out a plate, flow with the emulsion and lay in a dark and level place to dry. If the emulsion be too thick, thin it with hot water. When the plates are dry they can be used any time. Flow on the gelatin as thinly and evenly as possi- ble. The printing is done by sunlight, same as any silver paper. It is then toned in gold bath and fixed as with paper. Re- member to wash thoroughly. Francis Hope, Midland, Mich. GOLD TONING BATH. Would like some advice regarding single gold toning baths for solio and aristotype papers. I have had difficulty in getting mine to work. Sometimes it positively refuses to tone. Perhaps I neutralize it too much. I should also like to know of a good acid and alkali proof cement for mending hard rubber trays. M. B. Paine, Jr., Charleston, S. C. I referred these inquiries to an expert photographer, who replies as follows: Mr. Paine probably does not eliminate all the free silver from his prints before trying to tone. Wash in a number of changes of water first and then tone in the following bath: Water, I6 ounces. Gold solution (1 ounce. Bicarbonate of soda, 20 grains. Add 16 ounces water. Tone but a few at a time, and turn the prints constantly. Use lukewarm water. Cold will work slowly. To mend hard rubber trays, use boiling water till soft, then bring the joints to- gether. Some use a hot iron. Some patch them with sheet: rubber and rubber dissolved in chloroform. Gelatine solu- tion with a little bichromate of potash will mend anything if thoroughly sunned grain to ounce), I three days before use after mending. Bi- chromated gelatine is insoluble after ex- posure to the action of light for some time, A CHEAP AND SIMPLE PICTURE FRAME. Wishing to frame a number of REcREA- TION’s full page illustrations,and not being able to find frames that suited me, I tried passe-partouting them. I can buy, in art stores, a ready-gummed picture binder, and find the work can be done quickly, easily and neatly. The binding paper re- ferred to is about an inch wide, and each package contains 10 yards. It is put up in different colors, costs but 10 cents a box and is the only thing I have yet found that will adhere satisfactorily to glass. I use broken panes of glass and cut to size desired with a 5-cent glass cutter. About 20 pictures that I mounted cost me less than 50 cents. I cut the glass, picture and cardboard backing all of the same size. Then cut off strips of the gummed paper, dampen, and lay them on the table before me, gummed side up. Lay edge of glass on edge of paper, so as to form such mar- gin as I desire to have show on the front, and press until the gum hardens.* I attach similar strips to all 4 edges of the glass. Then lay the picture and backing on glass, redampen the extending edges of the bind- er, draw them tightly over edges of glass and stick them to the backing. Two cloth loops for the picture cord, gummed to the backing, finish the job. Al. Harris, South Superior, Wis. A GOOD SOCIETY. The World Wide Photo Exchange, I think, deserves its name. It was organ- ized Feb. 1, 1898, and has a member- ship of almost oo. Nearly, if ‘not every state in the Union is represented, and it has members in Jamaica, England, New Zealand, Canada, and Mexico. The principal object of this society is to afford its members facilities for the collec- tion of photographic prints. To this end, it sends monthly to each member a copy of the list of members who have joined during the month previous, together with the names of their cameras, size of their prints, and a general idea of the subjects they have to exchange. Exchanges are made by mail, through direct correspondence. The basis of ex- change is generally one 4x5 unmounted print. the mutual improvement of its members in the art. Twenty-five cents is the fee for a year’s membership. A trial year will convince anyone that the W. W. P. E. is the most beneficial or- ganization of its kind. Send 25 cents to F. R. Archibald, Sec’y, Rock Creek, O. Another object of this society is’ ee RECREATION. XVil 2&6 Exposure Cartridges Now and then, especially in winter, the amateur wishes to make from two, to half a dozen pictures but does not care to use up an entire spool of a dozen exposures before development. To provide for this we have now prepared to furnish daylight loading cartridges, for two or for six exposures. For work at home then, as well as for one’s outings, the Kodak becomes more convenient than the plate camera. No dark room except for development, no bothersome plate holders or dark slides. Packages 6 Exposure 2 Cartridges, Cartridges, 2 Exposures each, ach (4’exposures). 2144x 3%, No. 1 Folding Pocket, - - $ .20 3% x 3%, No. 2 Bulls-Eye, etc., - = .30 20 4x5, No. 4 Bulls-Eye, etc. (4” spool), - 45 .35 5 x 4, No. 4 Cartridge Kodak (5” spool), - 45 35 7x 5, No. 5 Cartridge Kodak (7” spool), - .80 .60 EASTMAN KODAK CO. For sale by all dealers. Rochester, N. Y. xviii ee RECREATION. ae IT’S ALL IN THE LENS A Pericct Camcra. Korona series VI Long Focus SPECIAL*FEATURES——= = -* Extra Long Bellows . Made in the following sizes: Convertible Lens System aie oxy Automatic Shutter O18 8 Eh Reversible Back Double Sliding Front Double Swing Back Prices from $40.00 oa to Rack and Pinion for focusing Finish Polished Mahogany with all metal $ I 50. 00 work nickel-plated. Fitted with tuRNER-REICH ANASTIGMAT OR our RECTIGRAPHIC CONVERTIBLE LClISes The Gundlach Optical Co. <= ROCHESTER, N. .Y Catalogue “WEANED THE BABY” A Convenient and Strengthening Food Drink, ui Meat Faters and My husband has for years been accus- tomed to use two cups of coffee for break- fast. and complained invariably of headache if he didn’t get them iust to his taste, but gradually he has had coming on him, a severe heart trouble and a spasmodic pal- pitating condition of the nerves, which weakened and made him ill. For the past month I have made Postum Food Coffee for him in place of coffee, and fot once since he began its use has he had any of the distressing symtoms. Our little daughter about two years old, takes Postum with eagerness and thrives upon it. We all like it better than ordinary coffee, My husband and I both consider it the most delightful and wholesome beverage for breakfast, we have ever tried. New users should be sure and boil it long enough to bring out the taste. When I weaned my baby, I fed her on nothing but Postum for quite a long time, and she is as fat as shecan be. Mrs. M. E. Allen, 21 Aldie St., Allston, Mass. RECREATION. X1X ae a il ale * Vegetarians Like ; Grape-Nuts Order of Grocer Ho He He Ho Ho Ho He Fo Ho Fo Fe Fe A DAINTY DISH. eae ie ee ae he ake BR oe Se He Bo He Fe He He Fe Ge Fe With the Delicate Sweet of Grape Sugar. The meat eater and the vegetarian alike are charmed with the new food, Grape-Nuts. They have a crisp taste, with the delicate flavor of grape-sugar, and entirely ready ior the table without any necessity for cooking. Made by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich, Grape-Nuts furnish one of the daintiest dishes ever placed on a breakfast table. Can be served hot instantly, by pouring hot milk or cream over Grape-Nuts. Many ! prefer the food dry with cream on the Si.i¢; NODARK CAMERA FINISHED PICTURE IN A MINUTE A DEVELOPING TIN-TYPE CAMERA. Takes the picture (23x34), developes and finishes at the same time. Dark Room. ==t2° $6.00 A Finished Picture in a [linute. Clean, Complete, DELIVERY Loaded for 26 Exposures. PREPAID. Additional Plates,;75c for 26. No Muss. No Convenient. For Sale by all Camera Dealers. DESCRIPTIVE BOOKLET FOR A POSTAL. POPULAR PHOTOGRAPH CoO., NEW YORE. 114 and 116 Bieecker Street, ~ & XxX RECREATION. Prints, on EASTMAN'S SEPIA PAPER, give beautiful warm brown shadows and _ half. tones, with mellow, creamy high lights, and are especially effective when made from broad, sketchy negatives. AS SIMPLE AND CHEAP AS MAKING BLUE PRINTS. Directions. : Eastman’s Sepia Paper is about three times as rapid as blue paper. It should be under rather than over printed and is developed by washing in plain water. After two or three changes of water fix 5 minutes in a solution of hypo, 1 1-2 grains to the ounce of water and afterwards wash thoroughly. Short fixing gives red tones; longer fixing produces a brown tone. The Price. 3% x 3%, : - per pkg. 2 dozen, $ .15 4.) 55, ° - SS EESo 2S es .20 5 xn - - - per dozen, .20 6%x 8%, - - - ¥ Miz .30 S~ x ip; : - - ee he .40 EASTMAN KODAK CO. For sale by all dealers. Rochester, N. . a RECREATION. Xxi Dry Plates Celluloid Films (CUT SIZES) ad Photo Specialties SPORTSMEN TOURISTS HUNTERS For a sample package of Carbutt’s Metol-Hydro Developing Powder Especially intended for Snap Shot Exposures, ely ood for time exposures on plates or Films, ransparencies, and our Vivax Bromide Paper. Put up in vials, in two sizes. Six small size, 25 cents; six large size, 50 cents. Mailed, postpaid, on receipt of price. ” i Send for Circular and Price List / j ec ang ... JOHN CARBUTT, |. Film Works Wayne Junction, Philadelphia, Pa. The Favorites with Send Io cents Magazine Bulb Shutter Diaphragms | Aluminum HAS Holders | Register | Two Finders l Quick Lens ( Smaller, IS | Lighter, any other 4 Neater, Gamer | More, ih May | Positive, NO. 4 Size, 3%x4% - $8.00 NO.5 Size 4x5 - $10.00 , Live Dealers Sell Them. CATALOGUE FREE Western Camera Mfg. Co 135 Wabash Avenue CHICAGO Mention RECREATION. CARBUTT’S Photographers ee Ut SHOULD USE E. W. N. Non-Halation Comp. TO PREVENT HALATION, BLURRING AND HAZINESS & It is necessary for successfully photographing against light, windows, glittering objects, sunsets, white on dark, interiors, statuary, trees against sky, marines, etc. Easily and quickly applied to back of plates in neat and cleanly manner. The direction of the light and its intensity are immaterial if backed plates are used. Eminent authority ANDREW PRINGLE says: ‘‘/ shall never in future use an un backed plate.” Prices reduced to 75 cents, full size; 50 cents trial size, postpaid. Full direct- ions, enough for 200 plates, 4x6 size. The Photo American Pub. Co, 22 E. 17th STREET, NEW YORK XXll RECREATION. J WE MAKE & Backgrounds - Amatcurs Our Booklet, “Light on the Back ground” will tell you about We will mail you them. a copy for your address. Also our Catalogue of Photo Sundries for Amateurs. Central Amateur Supply Co. 67 WASHINGTON STREET, CHICAGO, ILL. MAGIC LANTERNS STEREOPTICONS AND VIEWS for Public Exhibitions, Church Entertainments, for illustrating sermons. Many sizes. All prices. Chance for men with little capital to make money. 256-page Catalogue FHEE, MCALLISTER, Mfg. Optician, 49 Nassau St, N. Y. I wish to thank the writer of an article in November, ’98, RECREATION entitled “Hunting a Holiday.’’ After reading it I wrote to several persons mentioned in it; finally deciding to put myself in the hands of John Lifsey, of Garysburg, N. C. I re- mained with him a little over a week. We had fine sport, and found abundance of game. Quail were plentiful, and the hunt- ing grounds level and easy of access. There were also many woodcock and wild turkeys, and some deer. We killed 3 tur- keys, several woodcock and one mallard duck in 2 days’ hunting. I can recom- mend Mr. Lifsey to anyone hunting a holiday. He is a genial companion, a good hunter, and can make up whatever the amateur lacks in markmanship. H. G. Tinker, Wheeling, W. Va. “Toes the Northbound express stop at Arlington?” asked the passenger. “Tt doesn’t even hesitate, suh!’’ replied the polite porter. yp OnE: 4 3 Record Brand, New Harvard Brand, Crescent Brand, Dry Developer, Liquid Developer, e ||| Send 20 cents in postage for trial package 4x5 plates. ew i ‘Book of Helps” sent free on application. Ny ="4| Our On” wg Mol — Te trae PG ere DESCRIPTIVE _ BOOKLET ON HUMIDITY. The Polymeter is an instrument to measure the percentage of, relative and absolute Humidity. Invaluable in testing the air we breathe, whether too dry or too moist. Indispensable in forecasting rain, storms, frost or clear weather. Gall sSmbhe 21 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK CITY. FREE HIGH- imo PHOTOGRAPHS Send $1.00 and cabinet photo and receive 1 doz. copied exact size and latest finish. Il have Florida tropical and hunting views at $1 a duz. Lantern slides for sale and to exchange. Twelve exposure films developed and returned promptly for €oc., cash to accompany order. 10 years’ experience in film photography and copying. G.E. Moulthrope, Main St., Bristol, Coun. . KEEP YOUR FINGERS CLEAN BY USING Schumann’s Handy Negative Clamp And avoid staining or scratching your Negative Price 15 cents each; 2 for 25 cents Sent by mail on receipt of price Address F, Schumann, 10 William St., Newark, N. I. State size of Negative. Mention RECREATION. RECREATION. XXili CAMERAS | VELOX An after-supper-paper for the” amateur. Printsina few seconds by lamp or gaslight. Develops in a few more seconds by the same light. Requires \ NO DARK ROOM and renders beautifully soft, 'g platinum-like effects. \ NEPERA CHEMICAL CO. Nepera Park, N.Y. WILL EXCEL ANYTHING THAT HAS EVER BEEN OFFERED TO THE PUBLIC We do not find it necessary to reduce our prices in order to do business We always have, and will continue to give the public HONEST VALUE FOR THEIR MONEY NEW IDEAS NEW DESIGNS PERFECT WORKMANSHIP and INCREASING PATRONAGE are the best evidence of success RAY CAMERA CO. 210 Centre St., Rochester, N. Y. For sale by au dealers. For 34%x3% pictures. Uses our day- light loading Special Sunlight films. Perfect in lens, in shutter, in construction and in finish, | it marks the highest achieve- ment in the simplifying and per- oo of amateur photography. Hawk- Eye Cameras, $5.00 to $25.00. Send for catalogue. BLAIR CAMERA COMPANY, Formerly of Boston. Rochester, N. Y. XXiv RECREATION. Distributed Free. Private (Cuide for Men. The 30th edition (revised) of my little book, “Three Classes of Men’”’ is now ready, and will be mailed in plain, sealed envelope, to any part of the world, free of charge. Over five million copies of this treatise have been distributed since the first edition appeared some years ago, marking, I believe, the largest circulation of any thera-* peutic work ever published. This little book was compiled by me to embody the proven results of my 30 years’ experience as a specialist. It is a guide to men, both single and married, offering much valuable advice arid outlining a course to pursue for the greatest possible develop- ment of manhood, both physical and mental. It deals with private diseases which cannot, with propriety, be discussed in this magazine. It tells that strength once dissipated may be regained by nature’s treatment e WITHOUT DRUCS. It tells of my success in the proper employment of the galvanic current of electricity, and how I discovered 25 years ago that an appliance was re- quired which would give a continuous, mild current for seven or eight hours at atime. This led me to construct a portable chain battery which the patient might apply himself, and started me in on a line of experiment that has de- veloped by degrees, by 25 years of close practical study and application, — into the construction of my present : DR. SANDEN ELECTRIC BELT, protected by patents. This, I consider, a perfect homeself treatment. The book describes it thoroughly. You wear it around your waist comfortably at night. It cures while you sleep, sending a pleasant, soothing stream of electricity through the weakened parts, curing in 60 to 9o days, often bene- fiting at once. Do not forget that this Belt is used by women as well as men for the treatment of Rheumatism in any part of the body, Lumbago, Kidney and Liver Disorders, etc., and in fact will cure aches, pains and weaknesses of any sort. | I give my personal attention,to correspondents, and offer free advice at my office or by mail. My system of symptoms blanks enables me to diagnose cases perfectly, at any distance, though a personal call from those who live near any of my offices will enable them to see the Belt in working order and test current. I have able and experienced assistants at my various branches. Over 6,000 unsolicited testimonials received during 1898. Write or call to-day. DR. C. B. SANDEN, 826 Broadway, New York, N. Y. a Office Hours: Daily, 9a, m.to9 p. m.; Sundays, 9 to 12, € Copyrighted. WALTHAM RECREATION. XKV WATCHES The best and most reliable timekeepers made in this country or in any other. The “ Riverside” (vade-marry movement ts jeweled throughout with rubies and sapphires. For sale by all jewelers. SOME EXTRACTS FROM THE MIS- SOURI GAME LAWS. Birds—Song or insectiverous birds, un- lawful to kill. Buying and selling game in closed sea- son, or having possession of unlawfully killed game, misdemeanor. Transporting game unlawfully killed, agent or servant doing so guilty of mis- demeanor. Non-residents prohibited from _ killing game in Missouri. Sheriffs, constables, marshals, market- masters, police officers and other State and county officers’ duty to arrest persons violating. I think the provisions of the New York law prohibiting the sale of game in close season is a good one. I have been work- ing hard to have a bill presented before our legislature which will prevent the sale of game or fish in this State at any time. I have talked with some influential men, both in Seattle and here, who favor it. I consider this one of the surest ways of preventing the wholesale slaughter of game of all kinds. As long as there is a law allowing game to be sold, it will be hard’ to prevent’ market hunters _ from slaughtering. J. S. Stangroom, New Whatcom, Wash. Battery Hanging Lamps,$10.00 Telephone, complete.” - 5.95 Electric Door Bells, . . 1.00 Electric Carriage Light, 8 95 Battery Fan Motor, . . 5.95 Electric Hand Lanterns, 2.00 Pocket Flash Lights, . 1.50 Miniature ElectricLamps, .40 $8 Medical Batteries, . . 8.95 Genuine Electric Belts, . 1.00 $12 Belt withSuspensory, 2.50 Genuine ElectricInsoles, .25 Telegraph Outfits,. . . 2.25 Battery Motors from $1 to 12.00 Battery Table Lamps, . 3.00 Necktie Lights, 7icts.to 38.00 $6 Bicycle Electric Lights, 2.75 Electric Cap Lights, . . 1.75 Electric Railway, . . . 2.95 Battery Student Lamp, - 4.00 Dry Batteries, perdozen, 2.25 All Electrical Books at low prices. We undersell all on Everything Electrical. OHIO ELECTRIC WORKS CLEVELAND, O Headquarters for Electric Nov- elties and Supplies. Agents wanted. Send for New atalogue just out. OEE EOP Te a Ma ee $ 7) IF TW iW \\S $1000 In Gold A $950 PIANO The Gentlewoman of New York City wants an agent in your town. It gives premiums of Cameras, Bicycles, Sewing Machines, Desks, Sets of Dishes, Rings, Watches, Shirt and Silk Waists, Handkerchiefs, etc.; infact, about two hundred useful and ornamenta! articles and household necessities can be secured without costing one cent. A new and attractive plan of securing subscribers without the objectionable features of canvassing. $1000. IN GOLD | Given Away Free A $950.00 PIANO In Addition to Our Regular Premiums. We send our complete outfit and easy plan for raising clubs Free, also our Mammoth Premium List. You will be surprised and delighted with the high quality and great assortment of our premiums, and in addition we are going to give away $1000.00 in Gold and a $950.00 Piano. Drop us a postal card to-day for full particulars ; do not delay. Everything will be sent you Free. GENTLEWOMAN PUBLISHING COMPANY, Gentlewoman Building, New York City, N. We Win or lose, it seems to be the fashion the world over to give naval officers some- thing that will indicate the estimation in which they are held by their country. In the United States they get swords; in papain they get the ax.—§an Francisco all. xvi 7 RECREATION. BOOKS BY €. 0. SHIELDS (COQUINA) THE BIG GAME OF NORTH AMERICA. Its Habits, Habitat, Haunts, and Characteristics. How, When, and Where to Hunt it. 8vo, 600 Pages, 80 Illustrations. Cloth, $3.50; Half Morocco, $5.00; Full Morocco, $6.50. CRUISINGS IN THE CASCADES, A Narrative of Travel, Exploration, Amateur Photography, Hunting and Fishing, with Special Chapters on Hunting the Grizzly Bear, the Buffalo, Elk, Antelope, Rocky Mountain Goat, and Deer; also on Trouting in the Rocky Mountains ; on a Montana Roundup; Life Among the Cowboys, etc. 12mo, 300 Pages, 75 Illustrations. Cloth, $2; Half Morocco, $3. AMERICAN GAME FISHES. How, WHEN AND WHERE TO ANGLE FOR THEM. 8vo, 400 Pages, 50 Illustrations. Cloth, $2.50; Half Morocco, $4. HUNTING IN THE GREAT. WEST. (RUSTLINGS IN THE ROCKIES. ) ; Hunting and Fishing Sketches by Mountain and Stream. 12mo, Cloth. Over 300 Pages, Illustrated. Cloth, 75 cents; Paper, 25 cents. REN oe ae THE AMERICAN BOOK OF -FHE DOG. The Origin, Development, Special Characteristics, Utility, Breeding, ee Diseases, and Kennel Management of all Breeds of Dogs. 8vo, 650 Pages, 100 Illustrations. Cloth, $3.50; Half Tlorocco, $5; Full [orocco, $6.50. CAMPING AND CAMP OUTFITS. A Manuat oF INSTRUCTION FOR YOUNG AND OLD SPORTSMEN. 12mo, 200 Pages, 30 Illustrations. Cloth, $1.25. THE. BATTLE- OF THE® BIG “HOLE: History of General Gibbon’s Engagement with the Nez Perce Indians in the Big Hole Basin, Montana, August 9, 1877. 12mo, 150 Pages, Profusely Illustrated. Cloth, $1. These books will be mailed, post-paid, on receipt of price, by the author, G. 0. SHIELDS, 23 W. 24th St., New York. & : : _ WHAT THEY SAY OF THE PREMIUMS. - Treceived the gun cabinet from the West End Furniture Co., Williamsport, Pa., and cannot find words to express my delight and satisfaction with this beautiful present. It is a fine piece of furniture and for con- venience it is simply a marvel. Some of our boys called to see it and it would have done you good to have seen the expression on their faces at the sight of such a treasure. L. Van Vleck, Waterloo, la. I thank you for the Baby Wizard camera which you so kindly had sent me as; premi- um for club. It is all the manufacturers claim for it and more. Everyone says, * What an elegant camera and where did you get it?” As I tell them I add, “ Go and do likewise.” . A. H. Morey, Chelsea, Vt. I received the Forehand revolver you ordered for me. Every person to whom I -have shown it thinks it a beauty and they cannot see how you can give such valuable premiums. I » ori call it anything but a present. R. Johnston, A Allegheny City; Pa: I received the Winchester pump gun, ’97 model, that you sent me for 40 subscrip- tions, and am more than pleased with it. I have been using Winchester guns for 2 years, and find them among the best and hardest shooting guns in the market. C. J. Oeffner, Alliance, O. Please accept my thanks for the Syracuse gun you sent me as premium for my club of subscribers. Am well satisfied with both the balance and the shooting qualities. It fully meets my expectations and I am more than pleased with it. Mrs. E. K. Airey, Binghamton, NOY. The Abercrombie waterproof tent re- ceived O. K. and is all the name implies. Everyone says it is the finest tent he ever saw. It. is very a and is absolutely ee ere. 2H. Oliver, Glenns Ferry, Idaho. I received the bicycle from the Clipper people. It is a beautiful wheel, and every one says it is the best in town. I shall take great pleasure in telling my friends where they can get a good wheel. B. W. Allen, Livingston, Mont. The Stevens rifle which you sent me as premium for subscribers has arrived. Like RECREATION it is the best of its class... I thank you for such a valuable premium for so little work. Charles K. Rankin, Du Bois, Pa. I received the gramophone, which is su- perior in all respects to any other sound producing instrument I ever heard, and I have heard a great many different kinds. ssobers Leidig, Vandalia, Ill, RECREATION. The Kenwood cape arrived O. K. and I am more than pleased with it. We had a regular blizzard Saturday, and I wore it. It fills the bill all right. I expect to use it next fall when watching the runway for deer. S. M. Eaton, Watertown, Wis. The Ithaca gun earned by a club of new subscribers to RECREATION was received O. K. Am highly pleased with the beauti- ful present and cannot see how you can give such liberal premiums. Jno. A. Baker, Ripon, Wis. The Forehand gun came to hand to- day and it is a beauty. I extend to you my sin- cere thanks, as well as my son’s, who is now in his glory. Frank M. Hamel, Springfield, Mo. My camera arrived promptly and I thank you and the Eastman Kodak Co. The way you do business is simply splendid. The camera looks well and works well. H. Stopford, Fredericton, N. B. The Lefever gun reached me promptly and I am highly pleased with the little beau- ty. The weight is just right. Please accept my hearty thanks for your liberality. L. L. Henderson, Boston, Mass. _ I received the Syracuse gun and it is sat- isfactory in every respect. Please accept my sincere thanks for it. N. Schiffler, Brilliant, O. I received the Stevens Ideal Rifle all right. It is a beauty and its shooting qual- ities are all I could desire. G. Kawaga, Hepler, Kans. The Adlake camera you sent me for 15 subscribers to RECREATION came to hand promptly. I am more than pleased with it. P. Carnahan, Carthage, Mo. I am highly pleased with ‘‘ The Big Game of North America” you sent me as a club premium. C. H. Little, Merriam, Neb. Let me thank you for the beautiful watch you sent me for a club of subscribers to RECREATION. Charles Garlets, Mongo, Ind. Bicycle camera received O. K. from the Gundlach Optical Co. It is a_ beauty. Many thanks. I. D. Van Wagonen, Greenwich, N. Y. I received the Clipper bicycle. It is a beauty. Accept my sincere thanks. H. J. Shields, London, Ontario, XXVIII RECREATION. Whiskey bearing the name ‘‘Schweyer”’ is guarantee of the best—none so delicious—money can hardly buy its equal, Goods shipped BA In plain packe | ant without ina FU L L marks to ee ; idiete QUARTS contents, d if not niin perfectly We are the only Distillers in America shipping Pennsyl- py oad vania Pure Rye to consumers direct. Ecar this in mind. sen : 5 yee ana HWEYER’S PURE 8 YEAR OLD $ retend your PENNSYLVANIA RYE refund your 7 . money fl i at onces af The prime old whiskey prescribed for Express medicinal and general use, Prepaid diy ar profits and guar- antee absolutely pure whiskey without adulter- ation. BVowewe Address all orders to Warehouse BO Orders for Ariz.,Col., Cal., Idaho, Mont. , New Mex., Nev., Ore., Utah, Wash., Wyo., must callfor 20 quarts freight prepaid, or write for particulars before remitting The famous Pennsylvania Rye, for 27 years double copper distilled and aged in wood under personal direction of Mr. JohnSchweyerhimself. Never less than 8 years old, most of it 10 and 12 years old when first bottled. Sold direct to the consumer from our distillery at the low price of $3.60 for four full quarts that cannot be bought elsewhere for less than $6.00, We also offer our SEVEN YEAR OLD ANIA RYE at $3.00 for four full quarts. This is the finest 7 year old rye ever drank and cannot be duplicated for less than $5.00. We refer to io Commercial Agency, Bank or Express Company in United States. HN SCHWEYER & CO., DISTILLERS Express Prepaid of 609, 611, 613 W. 12th St., CHICAGO. THE RIGHT KIND OF SPORTSMEN. Manager O’Connor, of the Oasis, arrived in Greeley Friday, after a 2 weeks’ camping, hunting and fishing trip on the Laramie river, at the foot of Medicine Bow range. The party comprised D. A. Holaday and son Horace, F. L. Catlin and son Arthur, and Arthur Brinker of Denver; H. H. Shaw, Boston; Jay Hiskey, a merchant of Boulder; D, M. May, a Berthoud mer- chant, and Mr. O'Connor. They met at Fort Collins, and went up the Poudre to Link’s ranch on the Laramie. Dunk Holaday was elected captain of the outfit, Frank Catlin, chief hunter, and C.J. O’Connor, commissary. When they reached their camping ground, Captain Holaday called the party together and made the follow- ing speech : ‘*Gentlemen—We are sportsmen and out for pleas- ure and recreation, not pot-hunters, nor game-hogs, anxious to proclaim to the world that we do not know the difference between slaughter and sport, l expect that no trout less than ten inches in length will be brought to camp; the game law allows us to catch them eight inches long, but unless we are brought to the verge of starvation I think we can go two inches better than our friends in the legislature. In the matter of deer, only bucks can be shot, and if I hear of any of you shooting a doe or fawn I will endeavor to satisfy myself fully on the matter, then report you to the game warden, and I pledge you my word I will do my level best, that you may be punished to the fullest extent of the law.” The party obeyed the law as expounded by its cap- tain. Fishing was good, feathered game plenty, and Mr. Catlin shot a buck that dressed about 200 pounds. While there they were informed on reliable authority that a porcine party from Fort Collins caught every- thing in sight, so anxious were the members to outdo each other in big baskets. Hundreds of young trout were caught, no larger than minnows, and after the day’s count had been made these were thrown away as useless for food. instead of being left in the river to oe up the stock. oladay and his party came home with clear con- sciences and an abundance of good health. Mr. ©’Connor says he never had a more enjoyable time.— Greeley, Col., Tribune, It is a most delightful experience to turn occasionally from an account of the ruthless slaughter of fish and game to a story like this. It is more gratifying than I can explain to lay down the branding iron occasionally, and take off my hat to some party of fellows like these. I should like to shake hands with every one of them, pat them on the back and tell them to their faces how I admire them. I wish I could get a report every day from some hunting or fishing party who go into the woods with such advice and warning ringing in their ears as was given these gentlemen by Captain Holaday. Gentlemen, if any of you ever come to New York you can have anything within reach of 23 West 24th Street. “So the whole thing ends in both of us being obliged to give up the throne,” said one Samoan king. “Yes,” answered the other. “It’s the old story of competition being crushed out by combines. If you’re not in the syndicate there’s only one thing to do, and that’s abdicate.”—Washington Star. MAKE YOUR FRIEND A HOLIDAY PRESENT THAT WILL MAKE HIM HAPPY A WHOLE YEAR. RECREATION IS THE STUFF. COSTS ONLY $1. RECREATION. Prepared just right by an approved method to bring out the A few packages on your pantry shelves will save lots of worry. — rich, delicious flavor of the fruits, beef and seasoning. | Put up in convenient packages enough in each for two big pies. Drop a postal for booklet ““How to Make Good Things to Eat.” LIBBY, McNEILL & LIBBY, CHICAGO. We do not live on Fifth Avenue, hence We do not pay Fifth Avenue rents. We liveina modest street, and do a modest busi- ness. That’s why we can do the Fifth Avenue style of work at modest prices. Give us a trial and we will convince you of the truth of these statements. Our Winter Importations now on view. FRED. C. MARTIN, ~ Merchant Tailor, 155 West 23d St., New York. The game hog’s friend, “Forest and Stream,” recently makes editorial com- ment that the supply of game in Europe is not diminishing, notwithstanding the enormous kills made there. Evidently he intends to contrast the hogs of the Old World with those of this country and to imply a better condition here. He forgets that in the old countries the nobility are the only ones who can hunt. [he people have no opportunity. The editor of ‘‘For- est and Stream” would show himself more OY aman i, in defiance of all laws, ne would speak right out and say to the hogs, “Kill, kill, kill.’ Then we would know him for what he is. Sock it to the game hogs, Mr. Editor. E. D. S., Menomonie, Wis. Father (to son, from whom he has just accepted a cigar): “Excellent! How much did you pay?” Son: | Phey fe % for ‘a quarter.” “Great Scott! And I content with 2 for a nickel!” “That’s a different matter. large a family as you to shouldn’t smoke at all!’”—Life. myself If 1 had as support I IN ANSWERING ADS ALWAYS MENTION RECREATION. RECREATION. xxx *09 1dduVO P TUNLINYUNA GNI LSaM | ‘AL OLY SINOZ *sqeulqevo s,ueuszIods Anq 0} Palojge ued oum atdoad eyuy udoesr ATuUTe yTaO NO *9pTIS49NO PTIOM 9UY IIe PUB UoOTUN OU UT Sayeys uy [IB worj gnq ‘auol[e 9384s Be ro AqUNOD BUT YOU +s BOS edIeT Be UO ssoutsnqg 403 0% UOTYM Ysnoryy TeuuByo qustzq ou4 ST NOLIVAUIORE © -ii1S read *yIO, MON ‘sprletus °O °D “aN Co} ‘e6al ‘Te ‘8ny “eq ‘Hodswmerpi A er ayaa ee, Was onde edonfonde obo ofontecboodosdoe boob cbesdeoboobook ‘spuryy [Je jo Sursedayy oo efoogeoge “yoo[g 4oury" -oag ‘Suippog ‘IdHaLS HLYNOA LSAM 8&2 9 9EZ ‘SWOONFAVM GNV Addo *SPIPOd OPIS *sysaqi ‘saseD yoog *SHNS JOp[IeT “SING WOO’ ped ‘sjo7) pue sduyidg pag jo SJoanjorppuresy “Df) GACY) ONY THOMINHO] ONY 80 A FEARLESS GAME WARDEN. J have just returned from a trip up the John’s Brook valley, camping near the foot of Mt. Marcy and the Gothics. It was a still hunt, and we did not expect to get anything. but the fun of it. That's what I got, though we did see some deer. This region was formerly hounded to death, and 3 years ago it was difficult to start anything with dogs. To-day the ground is covered with deer tracks in all directions. My guide is sure there are now at least 150 deer in that basin. While we were there a party of hunters came up. They all agreed they had never seen any- thing like it, and that it was the result of not hounding. In going up we followed a lumber road most of the way, but returned through the woods, away from the chop- pers. We found plenty of deer signs to the edge of the woods, a mile back. When hounding was permitted the deer did not come within 3 or 4 miles unless driven. I don’t know whether you have heard from Horace Braman, the League warden here. He went for a party of 7 or 8 who were hounding, some 15 miles South of here. They shot at him several times, but he got behind a tree and sent in his bul- lets so fast and close that the men prompt- ly surrendered. He arrested 2 of them. Have heard that one had since escaped. They found he could not be frightened. Was glad to hear this, as he was appointed on my recommendation. You had some mighty good illustrations in the November number; woods pictures ‘that looked as if the artist had been there. H. S., Keene Valley, N. Y. OQUAILS COME HIGH. Louisville, Nov. 9.—The Chase-David- son Company was fined $10 for each of 3, birds offered for sale to George A. ewman, Jr., who visited the store with a view to a prosecution under the ganie laws. The decision was announced by Judge McGee, who tried the case. _ The defense was that the birds were part of a cold storage lot from last year’s open season. Judge McGee held this plea of no avail, as the law provides a penalty for having birds in possession out of season.— Owensboro, Ky., Messenger. That's right, Judge. Soak them every chance you get, and sportsmen will rise up and call you blessed.—Ep. Darling, my love grows day by day, ,, + hope and pray it ever will; T’ve heard you sing, I’ve heard you play— Yet spite of that I love you still—Judge. _ The only hero who can stand the test and not make a fool of himself is a dead one.—Leavenworth (Kan.) Times. RECREATION. XXX Hungry for his Wheatlet. For young or old, there 1s nothing so satisfying as WHEATLET It is delicate, substantial and easily digested. Contains a larger percentage of nutri- ment than any other Break- fast Food. Sold by most grocers everywhere. A booklet on Wheatlet mailed on request. THE FRANKLIN MILLS CO., LOCKPORT, N. Y. There are some hunters who, seemingly, never grow weary of slaughtering game as long as it is within gun shot. A party of Madera hunters consisting of C. F. Toby, J. F. Dalton, E. J. Leonard, J, C. Straube, W. S. Patterson and C. J. Eubanks, killed 850°doves on the Daltan and Rhea ranches one day last week.—San Francisco Examiner. Here is another great daily that has championed the cause of game protection and of decency in sport. If the Examiner will continue to thus stigmatize the men who slaughter innocent birds it will soon command the respect and the support of all decent sportsmen everywhere. Recently I shot a loon with a rifle, and it floated not more than a minute, belly up, and sank. Parties who did not see it scoff at the story, but several persons saw it and cantestify to the fact, for the shot was’ made from my cottage piazza. I am anxious to learn whether any of the readers of RECREATION have had a similar experience. W. F. Audds, Chippewa Bay, N. Y. The automobile rattles by the door, I tackle horseless sausage and sweet cream; The cowless milk in coffee comes no more. I’ve struck the hashless boarding house—my dream. —Cleveland Leader. xxxii | RECREATION. | ° ae or INGERSOLL & BRO, .» Athletic Outfitters, Toys and Novelties... HOME AMUSEMENTS ’ This most fascinating game is one which Crokinole, admits of unlimited skill and grows more interesting the longer played. Board, with outfit and instructions, . . $1.25 Larger outfit, better quality, . 5 ss »==aegaen s A new game, co Young America Target. sictiee OF aoa bright colors, with score for each ring and four feathered” wax missiles. Specially suitable to little folks, as inju is impossible, yet the game is extremely sprees and enjoyable to all. Postage 1r2zc.. . « » 2 Battledore and Shuttlecock. This ancien and royal game 1s becoming very popular, as it gives lots of healthe ful exercise indoors and is brimful of; ae any ' $f - ao ' excitement. Per set, . .. « These and many other games are described in our No. 19 catalogue. Sent rs it OY Oras Our line of toys comprises many most: ingenious and delightful ones for the youngsters, and all are marvellous value for the money. ‘These listed below are mechanical toys, wonderfully life-like and ot likely to get out of order. COLUMBIA GUNBOAT. Pulley wheel action, . 29¢' DELIVERY VAN. Imitation baker’s wagon, winds by clockwork, all metal and runs long distance in circle. Worth soc. . . nha tis pes BALKY MULE. Screamingly funny toy. Clown SWIMMING. SEAL. Metal; clockwork; goes & driving mule; goes ahead, stops, backs up, starts around in figure 8, just like life. Postage roc. . 48C. again as if alive. Clockwork. Postage 11c. . 48€¢. . A hundred other toys described in catalogue No. 19, all new and interesting. Mailed free. SKATES AND HOCKEY CLUB SKATES CLUB SKATES. Durable skates, good material, well made and eh full ae fastenings. ; Pair, 4. = - + §50C. HOCKEY SKATE. The new semi-racer, feats 2 ican club lever fastenings, best cold rolled steel runners, highly polished. Pair, . . . . . «$I. 50) RACING SKATES. Fine Donohue pattern, wood ALL STEEL RACER. New model racing skate, top, complete with straps ; best possible quality entirely of nickeled steel, blades hardened and throughout ; lightest racer made ; M4, 16 and 18- tempered ; screws onto boot ; 16 and 18-inch inch blades.” :Pair, Asus alae an + eh eae blades; fastest ever built. Pair, . . . . « « 3.00" O The only vea/ hockey and skating boot in the United States. Fine Skating Boots. russet calf skin, waterproof, with toe cap and ankle straps. The vamps are cut so that an easy fit 1s assured, and the laced fronts Be be ei $3. 00 or tightly drawn. 45 qualty fortes, 2.95.5 & tn ee WORSTED JERSEY. Alternate striped BOXING GLOVES. A set of fine boxing jersey, best worsted, college colors, good gloves, all sizes, durably sewed, filled weight. Usually marked $3, for. $2.00 with curled hair, Per set of four, . g8c. SWEATER. Fine all-wool sweater, alter- STRIKING BAG. Made of good calf- nate stripes, college colors. Other people skin, strongly sewed, lined and re-enforced charge $3 for this kind. Each, . $2.10 with double crown ; thoregea reliable. Lighter weight sweater, same kind, $1.50 Priceye . . $1.00 — INGERSOLL EXERCISER. Made of fine elastic core, with fenales aa Airacehianis complete. Worth 50Ce 29c. Basket-ball, Indoor Baseball and Hockey Supplies ‘| fi Our Catalogue No. 19 tells about the latest and best in athletic goods, all kinds | of skates, sweaters, gymnasium supplies, toys and games. Sent for the asking. } i | ROBT. H. INGERSOLL & BRO., 67 cortLanpT sT., NEW “— RECRAETION. | From doing the work to planning it; from a poor F_- salary to a good one, without loss oftime. This is | not a theory but a condition. It is the story of} hundreds who have adopted the new system of education. 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THE INTERNATIONAL CORRESPONDENGE SCHOOLS, Box }223 Scranton, Pa. ee ESTABLISHED 1840 GEO. B. CARPENTER & CO. saa ~Cents, Flags, and Sails Sil Camp a EW ne Ke ee Furniture 3 ; . --Rainproof Covers CONTRACTORS "Goleinuenr 202, 204, 206, 208 S. WATER STREET Send 6 cents in stamps for our new 8o0-page catalogue of Tents, etc., illustrating every style Ee size rates CHICAGO the largest U.S. army tent to the smallest camping tent. eet 2 i © pean peri nine YE XXXIV RECREATION. ARNICA TOOTH SOAP Beautifies, cleanses, pre- wmiserves and whitens the teeth, strengthens the air and sweetens the reath. The World’s Standard Dentifrice for 30 years. Used in a million homes. Put up in neat and handy boxes—the ideal package for the traveler. No ' dust, no powder, no liquid to waste, or to stain or soil garments. ANY Y) ‘ fi; 25e at all Druggists. W/ 700TH SOAP C. H. STRONG & CO.,Props., Chicago, Ill., U.S.A. For, Sale:...One L. C..Smith_12-cauge hammerless shot gun, $60 grade; $30 takes it. One .32-40 Marlin repeating rifle and com- plete outfit, cost $25 ; will sell for $18. Both guns are in first class condition, and extra good shooters. Chas. J. Campbell, Englevale, N. Dak, Florida Shooting:—I should be glad to correspond with a few sportsmen rela- tive to shooting and fishing in the hill and the lake region of Florida. C. H. Stokes, Mohawk, Fla. For Sale: new, $15.00. $1.25 apiece. Winthrop Turney, Box 1066 Sta. A, Winsted, Conn. Acme Folding Boat, almost 2 Rubber Camping Bags, new, To Exchange: A new Columbia Grapho phone, with 2 dozen records, valued at $35.00, for a folding camera. Address I. B. Austin, Belvidere, Il. “TINENE” Reg. Trade Mark. FOR SPORTSMEN COLLARS and CUFFS & #- And others who appreciate neatness, convenience and economy, they are unequalled. Made of fine cloth, and exactly resemble stylish linen goods. No Laundry Work. When soiled discard. The turn-down collars can be reversed and worn twice if necessary. Ten Collars or five pairs of Cuffs, 25c. By mail, 30c. Sample collar or pair of cuffs for 6 cents in stamps. Give size and style, REVERSIBLE COLLAR CO., Dept, L., BOSTON, MASS. RUBENS DANTE TASSO Moosehide Moccasins and Slippers. Metz & Schloerb, Oshkosh, Wis. Price, Men’s, #2.75 3 Ladies’ & Boys’, $2,253 Sent, prepaid, on receipt of price Write for illustrated cir- cular and price list ofhand- mace hunting shoes and “MURILLO ANGELO RAPHAEL DE moccasins of every descrip- tion. : Mention RECREATION. 2 pedigreed . : For Sale or Exchange:. pointer pups, 2 months old. W,