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share of nature's bounty ; nor is the 

 writer in accord with the paved-street 

 nature lovers who would sanctify as 

 God's creatures the wild deer and the 

 wild sheep, and yet see no inconsistency 

 when entering an indignant protest if, 

 forsooth, a joint of lamb is tough, simply 

 because the little creature's gambols in 

 the spring were too prolonged ! 



In the previous article, already re- 

 ferred to, the writer used, so far as pos- 

 sible, illustrations intended to show the 

 wide scope of camera hunting, ranging 

 from the gigantic bull moose to the bull- 

 frog; the graceful deer to the tiny deer 

 mouse ; the sleeping bird upon the nest to 

 the rapid flight of wild fowl speeding 

 seventy-five miles an hour before the 

 blind. Then, too, it was shown that all 

 is game to the camera, irrespective of 

 edibility ; that you can still hunt your 

 game — shoot it on the wing ; set your 

 camera out like traps ; hunt any season of 

 the year, in daylight or in darkness ; have 

 admission to lands closed to the man with 

 the gun, and never be limited by law or 

 custom in the size of your game-bag. 



The fact that the taking of these pic- 

 tures covered a period of more than 

 twenty years has led the writer to pre- 

 pare the present article. Many previous 

 readers reached the conclusion that wild 

 game photography was so difficult and 

 uncertain that while it was possible for 

 a few persons devoting half a lifetime to 

 such a pastime to gather together an in- 

 teresting collection of pictures, yet to the 

 ordinary sportsman or amateur photog- 

 rapher the prospects of getting satisfac- 

 tory results in the vacation periods of 

 each year were too remote for their con- 

 sideration. 



Therefore the present illustrations are 

 selected from among two hundred and 

 fifty photographs taken within the past 

 year, or, to be more precise, from April 

 9, 1907, to April 1, 1908, and represent 

 four trips in which the camera was in 

 use a total of thirty days, aside from the 

 time of reaching the game fields. 



WHERE THE AUTHOR "HUNTED"" THE 

 PAST YEAR 



Having had a permanent or base camp 

 every year since a boy on the south shore 



of Lake Superior, much of my big-game 

 hunting with 'the rifle or camera has been 

 in the middle West or central Canada; 

 but in the present instance, with few ex- 

 ceptions, the photographs represent two 

 extremes on the Atlantic coast. One trip, 

 in April of last year, was to an isolated 

 coral reef, called Cay Verde, belonging 

 to the Bahama group and situate about 

 230 miles south of Nassau, where we lo- 

 cated the only large, and possibly the 

 only existing, breeding colonies in east- 

 ern waters of the man-o'-war birds and 

 boobies ; another expedition, in July, was 

 made to New Brunswick after moose 

 and deer, while later in the season the 

 Gulf of Saint Lawrence was revisited and 

 crossed to" the Island of Newfoundland 

 to picture the fall migration of the cari- 

 bou ; and the fourth and final trip was 

 made this spring, to Florida waters, for 

 a further study of the brown pelicans, 

 and other local birds. As will be noted, 

 no distinction was made between game 

 and non-game animals and birds in these 

 recent expeditions. 



AN EXCITING VOYAGE IN WEST INDIA 

 WATERS 



In company with Mr Frank M. Chap- 

 man, the well-known ornithologist, the 

 voyage to Cay Verde was made from 

 Miami in the trim little schooner yacht 

 Physalia, of the Carnegie Institution of 

 Washington, and under the command of 

 that experienced navigator and naturalist 

 Dr. A. G. Mayer, director of the Dry 

 Tortugas Laboratory. At first sight the 

 Physalia seemed small and low in the 

 water for a thousand-mile trip in the Ba- 

 hamas. It was fifty-five feet over all, 

 with a graceful and extended overhang 

 in the bow and stern that reduced the 

 keel measurement to only twenty-five 

 feet. The draft was five feet and the 

 main deck about three feet above the 

 water line. The masts, however, were 

 long and very massive ; but, alas, several 

 days later these selfsame masts became 

 an additional source of danger, as the 

 little yacht, lying on her beam's ends in 

 a fearful gale, was endeavoring to re- 

 cover her equilibrium. In addition to the 

 sails, there was a twenty horse-power 

 gasoline engine for use in making diffi- 



