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FOREST AND STREAM. 



[Mat 28, 1881 



after five days succeeding the first day of the " close season '' 

 in t!i3 latter State. The Ohio law prohibits the exposure 

 for sale of quails killed during the "close season," ex. gr., 

 quails killed between the first day of January and the first 

 day of November, and by parity of reason quails killed in 

 Illinois between those dates cannot be lawfully exposed for 

 sale in Ohio. The section of the Ohio Statute which makes 

 the possession of quails during the prohibited season prima 

 facie evidence that such quails were killed in violation of law 

 does not seem to relievo the case from its embarrassment. 

 The only purpose or effect of that statute is to shift the bur- 

 den of proof upon the defendant to show that the quails 

 were not killed within the time when the killing thereof is 

 made penal, and which proof would have been a complete 

 defence under the Ohio Statute. It is to be regretted 

 if this case shall not be taken to the Supreme Court for 

 dual adjudication of that question. And in the mean- 

 time let the Mends of the game laws of that State see to it 

 that their laws are so amended as to avoid any pretext for 

 technical discrimination by judges who may have a greater 

 regard for votes in succeeding elections than for an impartial 

 adjudication of the law. Bob White. 



came around our heads like halos around saints' heads, as the 

 picture-books represent llieni. 



Wet, weary, but not despondent, we reeled up, and with 

 almost empty baskets retraced our steps. It was only an 

 episode in our cheerful holidays, a day to be remembered as 

 having been spent pleasantly and profitably, no matter how 

 it may have resulted piscatorially. Without harboring any 

 vindictive feeliDgs we plotted full revenge on the victualling 

 department at headquarters. Mtllard. 



NO LUCK. 



BIRDS chirruped welcomes to the morning sun which 

 shone from a cloudless sky. Big, well-fed bees in 

 their black velvet jackets and yellow trimmings hummed 

 monotonously and bumped their noses against the wild flow- 

 ers as they stole their sweets. Breezes from over the hills 

 streaked the lake with ripples. It was one of those cheery 

 mornings you find lying around loose up in these parts, one 

 of the unencumbered mornings, on which no person holds a 

 mortgage, and you can step in and take possession by pre- 

 empting what you want of it. It meaus not only good 

 health, but more of it. No one could be brazen enough to 

 return your salutation of "Good-morning" by saying he had 

 seen better. It was a perfect fishing morning, every sign 

 beckoning to the full fruition of enjoyment and the word is 

 "Up, Guards, and at them I" 



Fair it was aud fraught with promises. Every angler is 

 aware of the uncertainties attending these promising morn- 

 ings, and is prepared in a measure to meet ill-fortune if she 

 happens his way. All signs at times fail him. We have 

 filled our creel fishing carelessly, when the wind was blow- 

 ing from the east : and we have failed to obtain a rise when 

 we have plied our gentlest art and fulfilled to the letter all 

 the instructions those modern disciples of the rod Francis, 

 Norris and Scott require. We did not, however, borrow 

 U'uuble nor quarrel with ill-luck, but continued our ineffectu- 

 al casts with a delightful feeling of indifference to the result 

 that would perplex a less stoical person. 



This bright, auspicious morning we cast our lines in the 

 deep, shady pools, in the whirling eddies, in the rapid riffs, 

 and threw them carefully beneath the overhanging bushes 

 and branches. But things were not what they seemed. The 

 trout were coy aud shy, and hard'r: \n catch than a lass of 

 eighteen Burnmers. Their peculiar: idiosyncracies could not 

 be satisfied. Though every spot on their beautiful sides 

 were an eye, it could hardly have improved their vision or 

 rendered an approach toward them more dilbcult. 



A trout is sometimes notional like a woman, or, to be still 

 more truthful, like a man. All argument is wasted, and 

 every inducement goes for nothing, when — say site — has 

 made up her mind to pursue a certain course. It may be 

 mere fancy, but she is immovable, and will not listen to 

 reason. 



Our lines were cast far off and fine, but the old rascals had 

 been there before, and too much experience restrains for this 

 day at least their natural daring, and makes them too sus- 

 picious of our manoeuvre. They pluck from the nettle dau- 

 ger the flower safety, by not biting. 



Excepting with our worm-fishing companion, Tyro— and 

 a genial old fellow he was— we were all possessed with the 

 true inspiration of good old Izaak, inasmuch as patience, 

 called contentment aud singleness of purpose, filled our souls 

 to the utter exclusion of every worldly thought and desire. 



"Well," says Tyro, " it's a fine thing that some souls are 

 bo easily satisfied with that kind of filling, but it doesn't 

 spread the butter on one's bread. Contentment and a well- 

 filled creel are compatible, else my mental and physical or- 

 ganization is peculiar." 



" It is peculiar, for you are growling and fault finding be- 

 cause the fish don't bite. Have a little reason and common 

 sense. What splendid sport you had yesterday 'yanking' 

 them out with your disgusting angle worms and spreeing 

 grass-hoppers. You never miss a meal, I know, but give the 

 trout credit for knowing when they want your bait. They 

 have got memory and reasoning powers, andit's not for auy 

 of us to force the argument." 



" All right. Saltpork for supper." 

 "Plenty of yesterday's catch in the ice-house." 

 So passed the day. The sun came up and blistered our 

 noses : the forenoon passed, aud the dinner-bell rang for 

 many a dinner, and the sun went down and the birds to 

 roust, but so far as this vicinity was concerned, there was 

 hardly a trout in the stream but what could have proven an 

 unimpeachable alibi. 



Not so the musquitoes. They were present, and improved 

 to the fullest extent their unusually fine opportunity of dis- 

 playing their infernal wickedness ; and if ever any of us re- 

 sembled saints it must havej,been when those musquitoes 



Live Quail.— The demand for live quail for stocking pur- 

 poses last season was unprecedented. We are still in frequent 

 receipt of inquiries for birds. The parties who secured a 

 supply of live quail for sale and advertised them in the 

 Forest and Stream, soon found that the responses were 

 more numerous and for greater numbers than they could 

 furnish. (Advertisers of other things in this paper have had 

 the same experience.) Next season, there is every reason to 

 believe, the demand for birds will be very large, and we al- 

 ready hear of parties who will make propositions to supply 

 the birds. The quail brought, in some-cases, $3, $i and §5 

 per dozen last year, and whether that price will hold another 

 season will depend altogether upon the quantity trapped. 

 Those who are favorably situated for securing birds to supply 

 to clubs aud individuals desiring to obtain them would 

 do well to trap the birds as late in the season as may be 

 practicable, so that their season of captivily may have as 

 short a duration as possible. It will be long enough in any 

 event, for we do not believe iu turning down quail in this 

 latitude before the middle or last of May, and if they are 

 Southern birds the first of June would be still better. 



islands. Numbers of shoals adjacent to these lands are 

 said to contain valuable oyster beds and to be favorite re- 

 sorts for fish. On the Gallop property the deer-Bhooting 

 is good. We have been shown copies of statements made 

 by residents of the section in which these properties are 

 located, which are unanimous in agreeing that these lands 

 are excellent shooting ground for fowl of all descriptions. 

 The railroad to Elizabeth is now, we understand, completed, 

 and that city is only twenty-three hours from New York. 



Debb Floaters, if auy such there be within sound of the 

 Forest and Stream's voice, are commended to a perusal of 

 our game columns, where they may flad a new form of 

 " sport " indicated for their express delectation. After all, 

 what is the necessity of going away off to the Adirondacks 

 to stab a deer in the water, or to Michigan or Maine to shoot 

 the victim in a lake, when within a few minutes of Boston 

 and New York and Chicago are abattoirs and oxen and swine 

 in scores, ready for the slaughter 2 



The "barn-yard" plan recommended by our correspondent 

 is not very different, indeed, from a Continental form of 

 deer shooting. It is quite the correct thing in some parts of 

 Europe to drive the game of a locality into a limited area, 

 thus confining several hundred head in the space of a thou 

 sand acres. A fence of cloth is then erected about the poor 

 brutes, shooting stands are built near the circumference, aud 

 the beaters are sent in to drive the animals up. Four or five 

 hundred deer and bears in the course of a day is a fair " bag " 

 for a "hunting" party. We notice in the London Illus- 

 trated Sporting and Dramatic JS r eics an illustration of snch 

 sporting. The shooter in the foreground, about whom lie 

 the deer already slaughtered, and who is just bringing down 

 another victim at six paces, is no less a personage than His 

 Royal Majesty, William III, Emperor of Germany. 



Our esteemed English contemporary, the London Illus- 

 trated Sporting and Dramatic Ntact, gave to its readers the 

 other day one of Marts Twain's cleverest speeches. But the 

 editor neglected at the time to explain the juke for John Bull's 

 edification, and, as a consequence, of course got himself into 

 trouble. The following week appeared an editorial, stating 

 that a shoal of letters had been received, and two or three 

 quite angry ones, showing tliat " the humor of the article was 

 not apparent to all." Then follows an elaborate explanation 

 of Mark Twaiu's witicisms. The JST«u» will doubtless in the 

 future confine itself to " sporting " topics. American jokes 

 are away up beyond its readers. If our neighbor, I'ueh 

 were published in England it would have to publish a weekly 

 supplement, explaining its fun, so that Jolnf Bull could know 

 when to laugh. 



As a choice example of British wit, by the way, we note in 

 the same journal a comment on the weights of foxes (re- 

 cently recorded by " Antler " in the Forest and Stream) 

 to the effect that "America, being a bigger country than Eng- 

 land, ought to have bigger foxes." If any of our readers do 

 not understand that, we hold ourselves in readiness to ex- 

 plain it in person at this office at any time. 



A Lawn Tennis Convention, at which thirty-five clubs 

 were represented, met at the Fifth Avenue Hotel, in this 

 city, last Saturday, and organized the United States Lawn 

 Tennis Association, with the following officers: President, 

 General R, S. Oliver, Albany Lawn Tennis Club ; Vice- 

 President, Samuel Campbell, Orange Lawn Tennis Club: 

 Secretary and Treasurer, Clarence M. Clark, Young America 

 Cricket Club, Philadelphia. Executive Committee — Dr. 

 James Dwight, Beacon Park Club, Boston ; G. S. Scofield, 

 Staten Island Cricket Club, and Berkley Mostyn, St. George's 

 Cricket Club. The All England Lawn Tennis rules of 1881 

 were adopted. The Executive Committee will report in two 

 weeks on the style and brand of the ball to bo used in all 

 matches and tournaments. 



" The Fishing Line," as the Grand Rapids and Indiana 

 Railroad is termed, leads into that part of Michigan which is 

 far-famed for its grayling and trout streamB. The wide- 

 awake general passenger agent, Mr. A. B. Leet, Grand 

 Rapids, Michigan, has prepared a handsome edition of bis 

 annual guide-book. It has descriptions of the best, localities 

 for sportsmen tourists and their families, and we advise 

 those who are planning for a summer vacation trip to send 

 for this pamphlet and study its pages. If they cannot find 

 something to their taste in Michigan they are hard to please. 

 The book, moreover, contains that famous account of the 

 capture of a grayling, written by Mr. Charles Hallock, ar.d 

 published in these columns some years ago. 



New York City spends $1,000,000 a year for rose-buds, 

 and 2,000,000 a year for other cut-flowers. In the June 

 Scribner Mr. Peter Henderson, the great seedsman of this 

 city, says that "at some seasons the prices paid for forced 

 rose-buds are perfectly astounding. One grower, of Madi- 

 son, New Jersey, look iuto New York three hundred buds 

 of vhe crimson rose known as ' General Jacqueminot,' for 

 which he received at wholesale three hundred dollars, and 

 which, no doubt, were retailed at a dollar aud fifty cents to 

 two dollars each. A flower dealer in Fourteenth street, a few 

 days before Christmas, received the only four of this same 

 variety of rose that were offered in the city, and found a cus- 

 tomer for them at sixty dollars, or fifteen dollars apiece, or 

 eight times the value of their weight iu gold.'' 



A Game Picture.— Mr. M. A. Stearns, President of the 

 Rochester Gun Club, has presented to the association, as a 

 prize for the greatest consecutive number of birds killed at 

 the next meeting, an oil painting — "A Pair of Canvas 

 Backs" — by J. B. Stearns, Esq., N. A. Mr. Stearns is an 

 artist erf extended reputation as a historical painter, and was 

 for many years Secretary of the N. A. Academy of Design. 



Ox the Laehiweep. — We conclude this week the, publica- 

 tion of the charming picture of camp iife on the Larriweep ; 

 a Belies which, the reader will agree, has proved one of rare 

 interest. We take pleasure in announcing that other papers 

 from the same pen will appear from time to time in bur 



columns. 



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Summer Signs — circus posters on country fences, There 



may be some fun in fishing without lying about the fish 



caught, but half the charm of a circus is in the brazen lies 



flaunted on the bill board aud in the columns of the home 



paper. 



TrtK Addresses are Wanted of "C," who wrote "Our 



Last Match;" "Ktiph," who wrote "The Franklin Club 

 at Reelfoot." 



We understand that a gentleman of this city has se- 

 cured for the Kitty Hawk Bay Sportsman's Club, by lease 

 and purchase, a number of valuable shooting properties, in 

 addition to those already acqmred. These properties are 

 stated to comprise between seventy-five and eighty-five 

 thousand acres of land, most of it points, marshes and 



uovtmmn ffiawixL 



ON THE LARRIvYEEP. 



IN THERE UAK'IB — FABf III. 



AFTER supper, as we sat smoking our pipes by the fire, 

 we fell to talking of early times in this country, and 

 I asked Ignotus if he was not with Baker, when the latter 

 made hi3 unfortunate expedition to the park which now bears 

 his name. 



"No," he answered, "I came in two years after, and went 

 out again in a hurry." 



"Tell me about it." 



"Well, it's a thing I don't like to think about much, aud I 

 don't talk about it any more than I can help. Still, if you'd 

 like to hear about it, all right. I was living in Denver (it 

 was in the fall. of '60), running u little assay office, when one 

 day a ragged old chap came in and asked me if I could assay 

 some ore for him. I told him yes, and he pulled out a little 

 chunk of greenish rock, and said he'd like to have that tested, 

 but he hadn't any money to pay for it. Business was pretty 

 slack just then, and besides, I kind of felt for the poor old 

 chap, for I'd been there myself and knew what it wa3 to make 

 a strike that I thought that there might be millions in, aud 

 not have money to pay for getting it assayed, so' 1 told him 

 I'd do it for him, and he could pav whenever he got the 

 money. I didn't think, from the looks of it, that it would 

 pan out ten cents to the acre, but I knew it was no use to tell 

 him so until I'd assayed it. I went to work on it that after- 

 noon, and by thunder, il turned out to be worth about tw'clve 

 thousand dollars a ton. 1 thought I must have made some 

 big'iriistakc, so I tried it again and got the same residt. 

 Well, when the old man came in again I told him what I'd 

 found, and he didn't seem much surprised— said he thought 

 it was pretty Tich. ' Got much of it, old man?' says I. 'Well, 

 about, a nine foot streak,' says he. 'Niue devils!' says I. 

 'Why, that's better than the Comstock.' 'Yes,' says he, 

 ' but it's there — crops out for over a hundred yards, and 

 not less than seven feet anywhere, and from that all the way 

 up to thirteen.' 



" I thought the old chap was lying, but next day he comes 



