The Creating of Game Refuges 



possible to give, except in outline, a report of the 

 summer's work. I began at San Juan Capistrano, 

 one of the old mission towns with a beautiful ruin, 

 lying near the sea on the west of the Trabuco 

 Canon Reserve. My first cruise was through a 

 chaparral country on the slope overlooking the 

 Pacific. I learned here of few deer and of relent- 

 less warfare against such as remain. After that, 

 from Elsinore, strange echo of that sea-girt castle 

 in Shakespeare's Denmark, I cruised so as to have 

 as well an understanding of the eastern slope of 

 this, the smallest of the Coast reserves. From 

 Trabuco Peak we could study the physical geogra- 

 phy of the northern half of its area. I saw here 

 what I did not again come across in California 

 a small flock of the band-tailed pigeon, a bird as 

 large as the mountain quail, very handsome, in- 

 deed, and one that now should be protected by law. 

 These, as well as the mountain quail, swallow 

 whole the acorns, which this season lay beneath 

 the live oak trees in lavish abundance; long thin 

 acorns, quite different from ours. In the San 

 Jacinto Reserve I made a cruise through the south- 

 ern half; much of this section is clothed in scrub 

 oak, with scattered deer throughout. In the north- 

 ern and more mountainous portions, on the con- 

 trary, one finds himself in the open forest, the 



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