TRAPPING AND BEE HUNTING. 163 



I think that if one was well prepared for trapping, they could 

 do fairly well in either St. Francis or Lee County. I went from 

 Hanes in Lee County, Arkansas, to Memphis, Tennessee. From 

 Memphis I went to a town by the name of Shepard, on the Hatchie 

 River, in Haywood County, Tennessee. Along the Hatchie River 

 there were signs of otter, mink and coon quite plenty, and in some 

 places the cane brakes were qrite open. I liked the lay of the land 

 here very well. It was just rolling enough to suit my fancy, but 

 again I failed to find our cold, Pennsylvania spring water. From 

 Shepard I went to Pickens, in Pickens County, South Carolina. 

 Here I found fairly good water, but other conditions were not 

 entirely to my liking. 



While I did not have time to look up the game or rather the 

 fur-bearers as thoroughly as I would have liked to, yet I saw con- 

 siderable signs of mink and coon and was told that there were quite 

 a number of otter in that section on some of the streams. From 

 Pickens I bought a ticket to Columbus, Ohio, where I intended to 

 stop over a day and call on the editor of the greatest of sporting 

 magazines, Hunter-Trader-Trapper, but when I got to Columbus 

 my courage failed. I was afraid that the editor would be too busy 

 pushing the quiH to bother with a lone trapper, so concluded to 

 hasten back to old Potter, where chills, jiggers, ticks, fleas and 

 poisonous snakes are unknown, and. where the cold, sparkling spring 

 water flows from the mountain side to your very door. Say, boys, 

 you may think that I am stuck on the water question. Well, I am, 

 and I have good cause to me. Only for spring water, I should 

 not have been able to have made the journey which I am writing of. 



For the past two years, barring the time I was south, I have 

 drank from four to six quarts of cold spring water every twenty- 

 four hours. I have got more relief from rheumatism than I ever 

 did from all the rheumatism remedies that I ever knew of, and I 

 have tried the most of them. I used all the salt in my food that I 

 could to aid the desire for water, and took six drops of oil of 

 wintergreen three times a day. Now, if any of the old trappers 

 have rheumatism and the good spring water, I ask you to try it. 



Well, after getting back home and resting a few days and the 

 frost began to hit the pumpkin vine, I began to feel as I imagined 



