n..\ as, 



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6ne, becawe It gives occupation, amusement and warmii to the 



40 not feel particularly in sympathy with him, and <ve 

 rnllier vronaw what kind nf deer tliej have up in Michigan, 



Mr. Phillips's article on "The Prireitive Fish-Hoc*,' is cliat ■imnely 

 wrlton, anJ conveys much liil'orni:tt ion as to the evolution or the 

 ftall-liook, Mr. Knilicotr's statement tlml large bass generally Iravel 

 in threes, la an idea that we do not remember to have heard before, 

 tn writing Ot the "sea trout" Mr. Maedonough at first evades the 

 , ,n- slion of (heir iUenuy with the brook trout, bur. afterward Create 



i is a distinct species, a view still held by many anglers, but 



denied by the best, authorities. 



It will be a matter ot regret to most readers that the exigencies of 

 the manufac tu-e of this work have rendered it necessary to make the 

 Ohoptera Sevoted to certain species of came v, ry short, and to wit oily 



tte gajne animate. TO UieWild turkey l.nt. five pages are given, and 

 tutlie v.'.jndeoek and snipe but ten each, while nothing it said cf the 

 Antereiiin elk excepting where it is briefly mentioned in the chapter 

 on the North American OervMoa. 



Typographical errors are few in number, thoueh we see the brook 

 front spoken of as "ft Jo.ittinalis.' One curious and striking 

 blunder we hove observed in the book, an error which it is charitable 

 to suppose is typographical, but it should be corrected in the subse- 

 q ent editions, which will no eoiUvt be called for. In the chapter on 



i ii American Grouse, the ptai 

 to the genus •Lar/npus, or hair-fo 



!** and §uer j/jishing. 



INQLJNG RESOflTS.— We shall be glad to have for pu 

 ration notes of r/ond fishina localities. Will not otirroi 

 spondenfsfavo ' 



eith note. 



_ tWi- 

 .... con-e- 

 if desirable points for angling 



n fact 

 rtirry; bnl the lei 



ifoot; tai ii..- ■ ft) 



The engravings, whicl 



beyond praise. Yet the t 



here and thai 



ndt lltive he. 



with theanir 



and ei 1)S on 



ligan are spoken oC as belonging 

 :." The error is misleading, be- 

 ie or Alpine grouse are hairy or 

 rcneric name is. of course, from 

 nal of the family Lrponclo), and 



of the 



most of the 

 and natura 



a also 



■ sports 



tot slight lapses from fidelity ton 



ie bad the artist himself been a 



del; In- was drawing. The pictnn 



X. is from all points of view m 

 Ban i-i. ill.- see down tntcthe fur, and almost fain 

 tce.t the movement ot the heirs in the passing brei 



i observed that this black bear has the long front claws of the 

 grimly beur. although in the same chapter the feet of Ursvs ameri- 

 .-die. are correctly figured. The sketch on page IS ras clearly 

 drawn by one who hail never run buJTnlo. The rider is bearing with 

 all his weight on a severe curb bit. ami has thrown his horse back on 

 his haunches. While it may be tine that this is a correct representa- 

 tion of the way in which General Wallace, who knew nothing of this 

 method of capturing the game, killed his buffalo, it still conveys an 

 entirely false Impression of how buffalo are run. So in the draw- 

 ings of some of the birds there are errors, though they are unimport- 

 ant : the feel in the young Wilson's stupe .are out of proportion and 

 wrongly drawn (he hind toes being loo large aud too high up; they 



To ins-are prompt attention, communications should be. ad- 

 dressed to tie Forest and Stream Publishing Co., and not to 

 individuals, in whose absence from the office matter?: of im- 

 portance are liable to delay. 



OPEN SEASONS. 



The digest of open seasons, printed in our issue of Aug. 10, has 

 been published in convenient pamphlet form, and will be sent to any 

 address, postpaid, on receipt of 10 cents. 



Mrs, Bo I 



t'r. 



oft 



feath 



•idently draw 

 s slightly 



we ivun-et the exist nice of even th 



e slightest faults. In all the vol- 



U ae we have hservedbutonelifel 



tss engraving, that on page 81. 



We regie teture d 



the "Meet at Newport," m this 



work, ro - itmti , , practiced a 



t that, charming resort is entitled 



to no recognition among sporfe-me 



t. We yield to no one in our love 



and our ad niration for 



1 arm seal in the saddle, and are 



unite prepared to admit that in the 



chas the anise red bag or the 



reel herring' across country, much < 



1' horsemanship may be acquired. 



But the turning bnl 6f a crippled c> 



hat tpered ox Eor-tht! hounds to 



tear at the close of the day's "ht 



at. 'is a revolting hit of cruelty. 



Among tliedhiKiraiious Which mos- 



command unqualified aoiniralion 



aic the superb proof engravings o 



i Japanese paper, of which there 



are eleven. These otremarveUouBU 



beautiful In design and e a ttl6o 



unl the subjects are most liappilj 





seven full paRe engravings, and a 



vast number of lesser cm - all J 



them of great, beamy. Most ol the 



llusl rations of Mr. Mills's chapter 



on bunting the Mule Deer in Colon 



do were drawn and eitirraved by 



the author, and are extremely sli 



ong »»'! full of character The 



number aud beauty of its eugravin. 



rs commend "Sport with Ouu and 



Rod" lo ull classes of rentiers, and i 



t will have a wide popularity even 



among those who are totally onfan 



nliar with the scenes and pursuits 



ii which it treats. We regai'fl it 



s appearance as one 51 the most 



healthful Signs of the times, for it 



shows that legitimate Held sports 



ha vi 



i pr 



mly 



>rd to thei 



nil prepa 



its pages, but 



md the de. 



strikingly 



cessfulmagti 



to go further 

 Iu all that goes to make u 



. if tftst -. The paper and pr 

 signs of tog binding whstht 

 handsome. 



Published ami sold by subscription only by the Century Company, 



New Vorlr. 



A BOOK ON FOX HUNT1NC. 



"The Cream of Leicestershire" will commend itself to fox hunters. 

 II consists of a series of letters by Capt. I'ennell-Elmtarst to the 

 London Field,, and covers pretty thoroughly the hunting in Leicester- 

 shire tor eleven seasons. It is capitally written, full of incident, and 

 gives most interesting descriptions of some Of the most celebrated 

 ran- in t his celebrated county. The writer enters upon Irs task full 

 of enthusiasm for the spoil, which he pursues, and he has, therefore, 

 suec t led in malting a book which all those who love the chase 

 will read with interest. The book is also in a measure biographical, 

 ami some space is devoted to the lira and character of Lord Ross- 

 iii 01 o and of Whyte Melville, whose name is so well known and who 

 was for so long the most prominent figure amoug English fox 

 hunters. 



The volume is handsomely gotten up and is illustrated with eight 

 full page colored pictures and many woodcuts. New York: fieorge 

 iio.it I, j.-e A- Sons. 



Books Ri.ckivf.p. -We have received from Mes6l>. Doyle & Whittle. 

 Boston. Mass.. ".Newfoundland, Its History. Present Condition, and 

 lis Pro-p cts m t!te Kuiiir.-." I!\ Joseph Ilatton [ London | and the 



nil it 



subsequent 



TO AMATEUR PHOTOGRAPHERS. 



WE have taken, with amateur outfit, two views from the windows 

 of the Forest and Stream office, and we shall be glad to ex- 

 change one or both of them for amateurs' photographs of camp 

 Scenes and Other pictures made by the sportsman touri-t. The views 

 titer, -tin. No. 1 is an instantaneous picture. It shows the north 

 Side Of the Post-office, Mail street, a strip of tho City Hall Park, and 

 a varnish sign over on Broadway. There is also a pie wagou deliver- 

 ing pies to the stand on the Post office corner, with a fat pedestrian 

 In close proximity. No. 'J shows the front of the old City nail, with 

 the roof of .he new County Court House, other public buildings, the 

 top of Stewart - old wholesale store, aud a slice of the American 

 b 's building iu chambers street. 



AMONG THE IOWA LAKES. 



IT is proper enough perhaps that the charming letters and 

 interesting' sketches of hunting aud fishing that find then- 

 way into Forest and Stream relate the experiences of 

 skilled sportsmen, for to theut more than to any others arc 

 its pages devoted, yet many of its readers, and the writer 

 among that number, are not skilled in the use of either rod 

 or gun. 



Ii is not from want of. inclination that we are unskilled, 

 but from lack of opportunity, and it is sometimes disappoint- 

 ing to find so little suited to the moderate opportunities we 

 enjoy, 



There is sport, however, foi us unfortunates, tind to en- 

 courage others who love the sport of the held and stream. I 

 will relate some, of my experience, only prefacing it by say- 

 ing that every move perhaps will show an ignorant disregard 

 of the requirements of the expert. 



Lasl summer, and a few days after the opening of the fish- 

 ing Benson, the spirit moved me strongly to take a vacation, 

 as I had for months been closely confined to the office, and 

 rest had become a necessity, so I combined my needs with 

 my love for angling, and one pleasant Monday morning 

 boarded the train for Spirit Lake intent upon a week's sport. 

 Shall 1 tell you of what my outfit consisted?— don't laugh, 

 my scientific brother — a heavy blanket , a pair of rubber boi >' 8, 

 rubber coal and hat, a knife and fork, six fish-hooks of vari- 

 ous sizes, two light live-cent lines and two heavier ones, and 

 some lead for sinkers. Meagre — yes, but wait. I arrived at 

 the town of Spirit Lake at 10 o'clock P. M,, in a drenching 

 rriin thai had accompanied me since 4 o'clock, and tired 

 aud somewhat discouraged, sought my hotel bed. 



Tuesday morning dawned cold and wet, a dismal mist 

 hung like a prill over the hike north of town, euough to give 

 one the blues indeed. I expected to meet brother J. W.— 

 who, by the way, is a rising and enthusiastic naturalist — 

 who was camped somewhere iu the. vicinity, but a glance at 

 roads and weather made me skeptical of his ability to do so. 

 Toward noon a west, wind arose, and soon the gloomy 

 clouds were rolled away. J. W. drove into town with his 

 one-horse shay, and in short order we were out of town and 

 headed for the north end of the lake. Our road lay along tiie 

 west shore, and a lovely drive it ws over the sandy track 

 that the rain had beaten hard, and an exhilarating experience 

 to me after mouths of confinement in a dingy office. The air 

 was (tool and bracing, and so pure that the branches of trees 

 six mills away across the lake could be plainly seen with the 

 unaided eye. 



The floating clouds, fleeing from the wind, were rellectcd 

 in the clear waves, which seemed racing with their aerial 

 cousins in the highest glee, prairie, grove, water, clouds and 

 sky making a scene of beauty thai WOuld delight the eye Ol! 

 an* artist. 



J. W.'s camp Wild In-yond this hike a couple of miles, on 

 the cast shore of Loon Lake, and in the edge of Minnesota, 

 ten miles from the lown, and when camp was reached 1 

 was hungry enough to partake of my dinner in camp with a 

 relish. 



Too tired to do anythiug else, 1 lay down on a grass) 

 bunk by the lake and enjoyed the exquisite luxurj of doing 

 nothing but watch the Waves thai came chasing each other 

 across the lake to my very feel, and dreaming of the days, 

 not so long ago, when the Sioux was owner of these lakes, 

 groves and prairies, and fought stubbornly to keep them, for 

 this is historic ground, and here 'he scene of a cruel Indian 

 massacre, fiom which but oiie or two broken families ol* the 

 while settlers escaped to tell the story. 



The lake is named from a colony of cormorants that have 

 from time immemorial made their home on an island in ius 

 bosom, aud which the settlers supposed were loons, 



Toward evening 1 aroused from my pleasant day dream- 

 ing, and prepared for the morrow's fishing. What prepara- 

 tions could 1 make, do you ask? I will tell: With a lmen 

 thread I knotted hooks on to my lines in the old-fashioned 

 way that 1 learned when a little "barefooted boy and fished 

 the meadow brook for minnows. I pounded out sinkers by 

 hammering pieces of lead on the wagon tire, cut the slimmest 

 ash pole I could find. -and with a mosquito bar net, J. W. 

 and i took from a little brush-covered inlet to the lake a 

 hundred or more minnows, and put thi:ur where they would 

 keep alive. That was all the preparation we could make, 

 ami then we ate our suppers, rolled up in our blankets, and 



slept the sleep of the tired, 



We were up tit 4:30 the next mottling, and soon had 

 breakfast over antl were off lo our fishing grounds and ready 

 lor the spoil tit 5:30. The place selected was where the 

 Witters of a smaller lake emptied into Loon Lake, through a 

 clear rapid stream some ten feet wide. We would wade out 

 into the kike as far as a pair of hip-bools would permit, and 

 as we Only had one pair between us, but one ;ould rish at a 

 time. J. W. look the first cast to show me where to go, and 

 how it was done, he having fished there before, and in a 

 couple of minutes came back to the shore leading through 

 the water a line tluee-pound pike, and turned the boots over 

 to me, and out 1 went. I waited a moment, felt a sharp bite, 

 gave a little quick jerk to fasten the hook, aud pulled it up- 

 bare; wenl ashore, baited again, and went through the per- 

 formance again with the same result, but after a few failures 

 i got down to business with less hurry about my motions, 

 and had the pleasure of leading iu a nice five-pound pickerel, 

 my first fish from the lakes.' With that I got the knack of 

 it, so to speak, and lost but few fish afterward. One of us 

 fished until tired, aud the other would take boots aud tackle, 

 keeping it up until 10:30, when wecpiit tired and happy. 



We 'bad fifty odd fish (all pike and pickerel) and when we 

 had pulled them up on to land by ihe rope they were strung 

 on, 1 essayed to lift them and could not do it. There must 

 have been fully two hundred pounds of them. Murder? Oh, 

 no: We. went back to camp, cooked a fine mess for dinner, 

 and then distributed the rest among the farmers of the neigh 



boi'hood. Ali-ut 4 O'clock we went buck aud e .:!' i ■■■■ entj 



live or thirty mure jtlsl as nice ones, arid trades them to a 

 fish-hungry family for bread and butter, res: r\ ins whit we 

 cared to' use in our camp. 



Thus ended my first day's fishing among the lakes, and I 

 feel that it was "a successful one. Of the others. I have 

 neither lime now, or space, to relate, nor some other un- 

 title sporting experiences, to which my mind reverts as 

 bright -p. its 'in a life devoted to wrestling with the bread and 

 butter problem, a contest thai keeps many a man from being 

 au expert sportsman. W. S. P. 



Haroin County, Iowa. 



SALMON FISHING ON LOCH TAY. 



DURING a voyage through Scotland, the writer could 

 not. resist the temptation of a day's fishing ou Loch Tay : 

 a friend had long before engaged a boat for a few days, and 

 had asked me to so with him once. The sport, was so good, 

 the scenery so fine, the hospitality of Highland friends S 1 

 great, that 1 think the Forest and Stream's readers would 

 like to hear about, them. 



aud with fields, which in summer are covered with crops 

 belonging to the numerous "crofters" whose little granite 

 bouses dot the hills as far as one cau see. Far away on the 

 other side of the river, a steep nil] could be seen, covered 

 with dark trees, and beyond the sret'.t grouse moors tire 

 stretching, above which Sehjchalliou and other lofty peaks 

 can be seen, way off. raising their proud heads up to the 

 clouds. 



The Kenmore coach is in waiting, we climb up to the 

 top with other passengers, aud four good horses start tit a 

 lively pace through Ihc'streets of Aberfeldy. 



We passed through the main street of the little town, and 

 shortly after were 'on the road. Fine trees are planted on 

 each side, on our left the ground rises, lo reach at last the 

 moors, where the peculiar cry of the grouse is heard every- 

 where in summer; on our right, the Tay is rapidly flowing, 

 the queen of salmon rivers, on a shallow lied, with deep pools 

 hire and there: now and then a rabbit crosses the road iu 

 front of us, and disappears in the bracken. Below us the 

 little, wiitcr-oitscls were seen, occasionally in rapid (light from 

 one stone to another, or suddenly stopping .short, aud plung- 

 ing below the swift waters, hunting for their prey. Far to 

 the rish! we could see the castle of Sir Robert Menzies among 

 the stately trees. As we go on we see a fine flock of mallards 

 resting securely on a little, gravelly island in the middle of 

 the river, while the pretty moor-hens were slowly swimming 

 about. The coach is going fast, and as we trotted along, the 

 genial driver was explaining and showing to us the point- of 

 interest. He showed us where Lord Breadnlbaue's property 

 began, to extend for more than a hundred miles to the sea. 

 We reached a spot where the road began to rise, ti wall hides 

 the river from our view, but we go ou, and by and by the 

 coach stopped a moment, aud over the wall, down in the 

 valley beneath, we could see Tay mouth Castle, the seat or 

 the Breadalbaues. Every whet e around it were beautiful sreen 

 lawns, and further away, numerous herds of pretty fallow 

 deei were browsing, tame us possible, among the trees, 



We imssid the pii rturesque boiWU of tin new gtimekeepei , 

 aud soon we were going down the hill again; a turn, tend be- 

 low us we could see tiie rippling Waters of Loch Tay. ex- 

 tending sixteen miles away, surrounded by forests and hills, 

 the haunt of the red deer, the roe deer, the capercailzie, the 

 grouse, black game, and others innumerable. 



\ cheerful little tout from the driver's born, and we are 

 tit rived m Ihe middle of Kt niiioi'e Village. We drove right 

 in front of the hotel, and began at cue. admiring everything 

 about it. Tiie piazsia, formed of rough trees, with flowers 

 and creepers iiroundit, was further decorated with the heads 

 of many a titn- slag and roe deer. 



Sffe entered the parlor, and the Brsl thing we saw were a 

 dOJieu Hue salmon, killed during the dav. beautiful silvery 

 fish, ranging from ten lo thirty pounds. They were stretched 

 side by side, and formed a sight for u king to look at and 

 rejoice- 



After a nice diuner we took a walk around, and 1 very 

 much fear the editor of Fiukst aXD Btream would be loth 

 to give me room if I described all the beauties of tie place, 



We went through the park to the water's edge, and could 

 see much of the sceiiei'V described by Sir Waller Scott— the 

 lofty hills, the little island, with the old monastery in ruins, 

 the gorgeous sunset, over the waters. We returned to the 

 hotel, aud, after lighting our pipe- and hearing fish stories 

 all the evening, we wenl to bed, hopeful for good sport next, 

 day. 



1 was still di-ei, ming over large fish when sotne one knocked 

 at the door; the sun was about to rise, ami v. c had to be off 

 early. Hastily we gut ready, and after we had had break- 

 last' we got on the dog cart thai was to mice us to the boat 

 landing, where the boats arc kept for those sportsmen who 

 pay for the fishing at the hotel. 



Soon we arrived there, and our boatmen greet us with a 

 good morning, the big tS-fcct. lodsare put together a 

 after a great deal of totally incomprehensible Gat-:: 

 between" the boatmen we start, off, my friend and I iu one 

 boat, with two men to pull us about, 'for it is going \o be a 

 hard day's rowing, with and against the wind, for you do 

 not cast" for salmon on the lake, and it is trolling rhat we 

 have to do. I put, ou my strong double gut a large blue and 

 black phantom minnow, and my friend tried B red and 

 yellow r . 



The wind was blowing cold over the like OS We skirted 

 the shores and trolled over and over again certain well known 

 spots, but nothing seemed to rind the phantoms attractive, 

 and for hours we" kept on rowing about. We did not feel 

 dull, however, for the rowers could give us much intl ft 

 ing infoi mtition about the fishing and the shooting I is! 

 de'iily my friend cries out, "Slop' '-top! Back her up. 

 Thunder! I've got a -nag. or a rock, or something on." And 

 the boatmen keep ou rowing slowly, and quietly grinning. 

 ' "Ye niecht a kcnl better, inon; 



Tiie oldest one remarks, ' _ . 



that's a fish ve've gol on." For years mj friend and 1 had 

 fished, hut we felt as excited as little hoys as the line kept 

 running out of tin reel. Suddenly it stoppi (1, and Tom, my 

 friend, reels up a-, fa-J as he can; then Ihe line becomes 

 tight again, and the - ui i ace about forty 



I had reel, d up my line from the first. '10 ep 

 her tight if he jumps," savs the boatman, and suddenly a 

 big leap two or llneeieet out Of the Water, aud the BalmoU 

 is trying to break the line, but l'om lias become an old fish- 

 erman again, and gives him tit for tat. 

 Now, thc-hig fish begins to sulk down on the 



