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The Author's Camp 

 Situated in the wildest portion of Michigan, eight miles south of Lake Superior 



of decent instincts, owes its extinction to 

 an abnormal, if not fictitious, reason. 

 Surely we do not travel a thousand miles, 

 indifferent to time, labor, and expense, to 

 get a few hundred pounds of wild meat, 

 probably not half so toothsome as the do- 

 mestic cuts in the market stalls of our 

 own town or village, and costing fre- 

 quently more than their weight in pre- 

 cious metal. Neither can hide nor antlers 

 compensate us, except as visible evidence 

 of <>ur skill, for the taxidermist is ever 

 ready to supply specimens of more sur- 

 passing beauty at half the cost. Some 

 time we will come to recognize the fact 

 that the real enjoyment of the outing in 

 the woods or upon the water arises 

 mainly in the freedom from business cares 

 and the artificiality of city life, with the 

 opportunity of indulging in some health- 

 giving, exhilarating recreation, whatever 

 name it goes under. This is especially 



true of the non-professional hunter of 

 large game. 



"We contentedly cast a fly all day into 

 a swirling pool and may hardly get a 

 bite, when a stick of dynamite would have 

 covered the surface with a crate of trout 

 or bass. We hopefully sit for hours 

 shivering on the limb of a mountain oak 

 and may contentedly return empty- 

 handed, when the steel trap, staked pit, 

 or set gun would have done the work 

 equally well. The killing of large game 

 becomes improvident, wasteful, and cruel 

 whenever the amount shot exceeds the 

 reasonable use for food. Many would 

 exclaim that such a rule would put an 

 end to every sportsman's camp ; that per- 

 haps the very first day luck would bless 

 the greenhorn of the party with a fortui- 

 tous shot, and then the ten days' vacation 

 would slowly elapse, while the rifles 

 rested in the rack and the veterans sor- 



