North Dakota 



A sportsman's paradise, in truth, is this 

 Where nothing mars or meddles with his bliss ; 

 Nimrod himself might envy such a spot, 

 Nor find his game unworthy of his shot. 



— Whitton. 



Doubtless, North Dakota is the " paradise of the 

 sportsman," but I am not so sure it contains nothing 

 to "meddle with his bliss." Indeed I have strong 

 evidence to the contrary which I will spread before 

 the reader a little further on. 



One of our trips found us in this paradise where we 

 wound up our bliss in a blaze of magnificent sport at 

 Dawson. The proximity of this place to enormous 

 wheat-fields and innumerable sloughs, ponds and 

 lakes, causes all kinds of aquatic game birds to con- 

 gregate here and in the greatest abundance. All the 

 duck tribe — including the red head, the mallard, the 

 widgeon, teal, black and bald pate — the Canadian 

 gray goose, the beautiful white goose, sandhill cranes, 

 the plump, solid-meated prairie-chicken and many 

 others of the feathered game-tribe are here awaiting 

 the pleasure of the sportsmen. The "sports" are 

 fully aware of the delights that await them and they 

 come from all parts of the country, but particularly 



from St. Paul and Chicago, with their 10-bores and 



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