On thf Apache Nationai, Forests. 



A hunters' CAMPFIRE and lounging tent in a beautiful location on the well-known ARIZONA FOREST. 



HUNTING ON THE NATIONAL 



FORESTS 



By Herbert A. Smith 



HALF a dozen weather tanned 

 men were sitting around the 

 sheet-iron stove in a ranger sta- 

 tion on the Wyoming National 

 Forest one night last Autumn, when the 

 howling of a distant wolf punctured the 

 conversation. 



"Having much trouble out this way 

 with varmints?" said one, a visiting 

 officer of the Forest Service. 



One of the others took his pipe from 

 his mouth and laughed. ''He is," he 

 answered, pointing the pipe stem at 

 a sheep herder who had come in last 

 and was warming his hands over the 

 stove. 



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The sheepman grinned. "Twa'n't 

 exactly what you'd call trouble," he 

 said, slowly. 



"Tell him about it," the smoker 

 suggested, nodding side wise in the 

 direction of the visitor. 



It seemed that the sheepman the day 

 before was in a canyon several miles 

 away, working his herd toward camp to 

 bed them down for the night, when a 

 rattling of earth and stones on the 

 hillside above attracted his attention. 

 Looking up, he saw near the top of the 

 canyon two animated brown spots 

 which he took for a cow elk and her 

 calf. Hidden bv the trees and brush at 



