SKptrmhkr 39; 1881.] 



FOREST AND STREAM. 



165 



John Hummel, Seiingsgrovo, Snvdor Co. (1881). 

 Robt Dalzell, PittSWrgh, Allegheny Co. (1881). 

 ... M. Miller. Wdkesbarro, Ln/.orno Co. (1881).' 

 RhodU j .1 '.:.i.- Newton Pester. Providence (18-3). 



Alfred A. Heed, Jr., Providoneo (188.1). 

 8ot hi t'.v ■!.. ..>— A. B. IJutler (Commissioner of Agriculture and 



Iambi; 



of Fisheries), Co- 



Turssssssui -W. W McDowell MomphiB (lg88). 



Geo. F. Akers, Nashville (1883"). 



H. 11. Snaed, Chattanooga (1883). 

 i. II. DiulciTu:. Austin (term unknown.). 

 l'tait- Frof. .1. L. Bsrfoot, Curator Deseret Museum, Salt Lake 



, Otty, 



Vurmoxt -Dr. iM. GolaBinithj Uu (land (1881). 



' :, : - Barrett, Grafton (1882). 

 YinajxiA— Col. M. McDonald, Berryville (1882). 

 West ViKaiNlA- H. IS. -Miller, Wheeling (1885). 

 0. S, White, Romnej (1886): 

 N. M. Luwry, fflnton (1885). 



v The Governor, <■/ offwin, Madison (1882). 



Philo Dunning, President, Madison (1885). 



C. L Valentine. Secretary and Treasurer, JaneBville 



(1887). 

 ,1. Y.'.bmos, Oshkosh (I88G). 

 Join. P. Anta lei, Milwankee (1885). 

 MftTk Douglas, Melrose (1887). 

 G. antehiaaon, Beetown (1886). 

 Wyoming Tebbxtom— Henry B. Ruinsey, Bed Buttes, Albany 

 county (term unknown). 

 Deputies.— Dr. M. C. Barckwell, Cheyenne 

 (terra unknown); 

 Otto Gramm, Laramie (term un- 



n I. 



STATE SUPBElNTENDENrSOFFISHERIESORHATCHEKIES. 

 Ganada— S. Wiln-ot, SUpi. of Fisheries, Newcastle, Ontario. 

 California — John '!. Woodbury, San Leandro. 

 OoHKEttncitrr— H. J. Kenton, Poquonnock; 



George Jelliffe, Westport. 

 Georgia— Dr. U. H. Carey, La Grange. 

 Iowa— G. P. Slocmn, Auamosa; 



A. A. Itfoeher, Spirit Lake. 

 Kknti:okV"J. Griffith, Louisville. 

 Mai<vt.a>-d— Frank Behler, Druid Hill Park, Baltimore. 

 Miciuoan— J. G. PDitman, Pokagou; , 



Oreu M. Chase, Detroit. 

 Minnesota— S. 8, VWMiib, Red Wing. 

 MJSSOtnjl -Chan TT. Brownell, St. Joseph. 

 NEVADA— H. G. Parker, Carson City. 

 New IlAJTesiiiftE— A. H. Powers, Plymouth. 

 New Yoruc— Seth Green, Rochester; 



Monroe A. Green, Mnmford. 

 North OABOifflTA— S< G. Worth, Morgantown. 

 Omo-D. Y. Howell, Toledo. 

 EenKSTLVAKIa — John C'reve.ling, Marietta; 



Seth Weeks, Corn,'. 

 RnoDE Is&JUCD— -J. H. Barden, Ponogansett. 

 Soutu OabOUNA— C. J. Hnske. Columbia. 



W, V Pago, Lynchburg. 

 Wisconsin- M. T. Bailey, Madison. 



CATALOGUES RECEIVED. 



We have received catalogues and price-lists from the following 

 dealers and manufacturers : 

 Abbey & Tmbrio, New York. 

 E. A. Alien, Monmouth, I1L 

 American Arms Company, Boston, Mass. 

 American Patent Portable. House Manuf. Co., Coroun, N. V. 

 Bradford & Anthony, Boston. Mass. 

 T. rafaiey Brown, Reading, Pa. 

 Camp Lounge Company, Pittsmeld, Mass. 

 Clark & Saeider, Baltimore, Md. 

 Conroy, Bissett A Malleson, New York. 

 Will H. Cruttenden, Cazeuovia, N. Y. 

 L. A. Davenport, Davenport, N. Y. 

 Demuth Brothers, New York. 

 Goodyear Rubber M'f'g Co., Now York. 

 Jos. C. Grubb & Co., Philadelphia, Pa. 

 Hartley & Graham, Now York. 

 HodgiMn & Co., New York. 

 Martin S. nutehins, Dover, N. H. 

 Lallin Ss Band Powder Co., New York. 

 Ligowsky Clay Pigeon Company, Ciueiunati, 0. 

 William rjyman, Bliddlefield, Conn. 

 Wm. T. 19 "■■ -.11" ■ \ ! biladelpbia, Pa. 

 William Mills A Sou, New York. 



B. jf. HiCUOls 4 Co., Boston, Mass. 



J. Palmer O 'Neil & Co., Pittsburgh, Pa. 

 N. A. Osgood, Battle Creek, Mich. 

 Parker Brothers, Moriden, Conn. 

 Willi:" in Bat 1 Bo: , Boston, Mass. 

 E Remington .v Sons, New York. 

 G. AY. Benton, Brooklyn, E. D., N. Y. 

 J. H. Rushton, Canton, N. Y. 

 W. R. Sehaefer, Boston, Mass. 

 H. N. Schleber, & Co., Rochester, N. Y. 



C. S. Shattnck, Hatfield, Mass. 



A. B. Shipley ,V Son, Philadelphia, Pa. 

 Smoke Target Ball Company, Titusville, Pa. 

 Henry C. Squires, New York. 

 W.P. Stephens, liahway, N. J, 

 Edw. K. Tryon. Jr., & Co., Philadelphia, Pa. 

 Opthegrove ts MeLellun, Valparaiso, Iud. 

 Whitney Arms Company, Now Haven, Conn. 

 Winchester Repeating Arms Company, New York. 



Weakfish aimi't New Yoek.— For the past two weeks 

 weak fish have been plenty in the vicinity of New York City. 

 Many have been taken with the hook off Si at en Island. For 

 the past few da}'s the eitch has been light, but they may 

 come in the bay in considerable numbers yet. This fish is 

 the " squetague of Massachusetts and the " salt water trout" 

 of the Southern coast. It has been a fair season for it, as far 

 as we have heart!, and does not seem to be decreasing as fast 

 as some other fish. 



Pjrc fyatttsimm ^anriit. 



USE STrjfiGEOS, 



w 



HERE 



Alon 



a graceful sweeps 

 Ic shores ; 

 tied bluffs 

 pours ; 

 •rowing strea ui 



Where past its westeri 



And frowning Pallsn 

 And upward where tin 



is girdled by the embracing bank ; 

 Far upward where the tutted woods 



Umbrageous gather, rank on rank, 

 And downward where Its outlet yleld3 



Its generous tribute to the deep, 



The wUlte-scal'd sturgeons glide or leap ; 

 A hard-sought prize to net or spear, 

 Wherever they urge their free career. 



Vp the wide Sound, and far as trend 

 The rocks that hem New England's coast ; 

 T'p the Maine rivers, broad and deep, 

 Wnerebolllug ildes are ever tost, 



The silver spangled sturgeon roam 



In thetresh tides or salty foam. 



And often gazing o'er the main 



Where the Atlantic billows break ; 

 O'er that lUlmttlble plain 



I see them their mad gambols make ; 

 Now swiftly shooting O'er the surge, 



Now leaping upward, each its length, 

 In course eccentric on they urge 



With matchless speed, surpassing strength. 

 The billows brighten where t.ney leap, 



The spray flies upward, wlilte and high. 

 Then sudden to abysses deep 



They settle, lost to human eye. 

 Far, far along thy dangerous edge, 



O, Maine, with reefs and rocks beset, 

 Lined with the seaweed and the sedge, 



Where ceaseless the salt surges fret, 

 I've seen the gleaming sturgeons play, 

 Along old Ocean's endless way. 

 And where thy i lvers pour their tide, 

 Penobscot, Androscoggin wide, 

 I've seen far up the drooping woods 

 The sturgeon flashing in the floods. 

 Ah, me ! how pleasant to recall 



Those college days, so distant wide, 

 When you and I, dear Longfellow, 



Wandered In eonvei se, side by side ; 

 Wander'd 'neatn Brunswick's piny woods, 

 Or by the Androscoggin's floods ; 



Now pausing by the way to note 



The pigeon flocks above us float, 

 Or catch the sudden flash and leap 

 Of the great sturgeons o'er the deep. 

 Though time has long lnscrtb'd thy name 

 High on the scroll of poet's fame, 



yet well I know thy memory strays 



Far hack to scenes of vanlsh'd days. 

 To Brunswick woods and waters blue, 

 When wc were young and life was new. 



Though time has sprinkled on our brows 



His white, Inevitable snows, 

 Still In our hearts the Hfe-tldes pour 

 As warm, as loving as of yore. 

 smter Islam, &spt 16. i SAAC MiTellan. 



A FEARLESS DOE. 



YOU sf e, Hank bad promised me a farewell huut on one 

 of the finest sheets of water that a deer ever plunged 

 in. Where that is, my friends, and how we got there must 

 forever remain a mys'ery, for I have promised Hank never 

 to reveal his secret lake. It is sufficient for you to know 

 that about five hours after we left camp yesterday we were 

 passing through a grand piece of woods, aregularold "forest 

 primeval." We were following a trail marked by blazes on 

 the trees. It led us up the side of a steep ridge, and on its 

 top we stopped to rest. All was still. There is a silence 

 which never comes to the pity even in the hush of midnight, 

 nor to the fields of the country though the peace of the 

 Sabbath rest upon tnem. It is that peculiar silence which is 

 telt only in the deep forest. 



I remember days in the woods when the whole air re- 

 sounded with the notes of animal life; the quick chatter of 

 squirrels, tfce sharp notes of the chickadee, the dull drumming 

 of the woodpecker and the hum of insects. I remember days, 

 too, when no sound broke the almost painful stillness, when 

 even the falling of a leaf would have been a relief to the ear. 



It was on such a still day that Hank and I rested there, the 

 only human beings in that vast unbroken wilderness. The 

 scene around was grard Huge pines and hemlocks towered 

 above us, some to the height of a hundred and fifty feet, some 

 even more. 



On both sides of us the ridge sloped abruptly away, and 

 we could look down into the valleys below. They were 

 covered by many fallen trunks slowly crumbling away. 

 Moss everywhere covered the ground with its soft carpet ; it 

 hung in masses on the mouldering tree trunks and had 

 already taken up its abode on those "newly fallen. Though 

 it was a bright day, all was dark and gloomy in the forest. 

 Here and there a few rays fell from au opening in the foliage 

 above, glancing and glittering on the leaves and gilding the 

 green ferns and mosses. 



We followed the ridge along. Hank carrying the canoe on 

 his yoke, I loaded with '• duffle." It was a long carry, but 

 the beauty of the country interested me and kept me from 

 tiring. 



At last we caught a glimpse of water through the tree 

 trunks. Then it grew lighter, and we stepped from a clump 

 of pines upon the shore of the lake at last. O ! what a lake 

 was there, my would-be deer slayers ! Hank says that ours 

 is the first cedar that its waters floated, andyou would believe 

 it if yon could see the water. Only a moment we admired 

 it, for Hank suddenly touched me and pointed to the opposite 

 shore. The canoe was quickly iu the water, and I, crouched 

 in the bow, was intently watching the red form that was 

 browsing along just under the alders. Long before we 

 reached him the deer walked out. We turned back. 



"We'll paddle round and inspect a little," said Hank, 

 " get a daylight shot if we can and, if it be otherwise, go in 

 and camp before -dark." 



The lake was the wildest and loveliest I had ever seen. 

 The shores were densely wooded and high ridges rose from 

 all sides. I found it h.rd to believe that human beinss had 

 ever looked on this wild water, for wherever man goes he 

 leaves the mark of his destroying hand. 



But there was no dead timber here, no peeled spruces, no 

 fire slashes where careless campers had let their fires run, no 

 mark or trace of man. Even the wild creatures seemed 

 scarcely to heed our approach. Upon the left, where the 

 shore was bold t*d ttgh, two gulls were s.-.nniog themselves 

 on a rock. Near by a woodduck was hurrying along with 

 her brood behind her, while just across at the head of a marsh 

 which si retched out from a tamarack swamp, where the inlet 

 seemed to be, a crane stood, silently watching for his favor- 

 ite frog. I was admiring the patience of the bird, wonder- 

 ing how he could staud there for hours with one leg curled 

 up under his breast, when a quiver ran along the boat. I 

 grasped the rifle and looked along the Ehore, 'but could see 

 nothing. 



"Right over there in that cove among the lily pads," 

 whispered Hank. 



Sure enough, it was another deer. 



"It's a little doe," said Hank. "Don't fire, it might spoil 

 our chances for better game by and by." 



" Let's see how near we can get to her." 



At four rods she raised her head. The canoe was motion- 

 less, and the figures in it sat as if carved out of rock. She 

 began to feed again. Three rods. I held my breath. Two 

 rods. The canoe scarcely moved now. One rod. 



"Look here, sissy, you're deplorably ignorant of this 

 world's cusscdness." The yearling raisfd her head and looked 

 into our faces as if to ask the meaning of that sentence. 

 One quick, strong stroke and the caaoe flew toward her. 

 She jumped now. We were right upon her. I grabbed an 

 oar and, reaching out, attempted to administer a parting 

 chastisement for her temerity. 



She was a little too far. 



We started bsck toward the outlet and made for the point 

 where we had left our " duffle." 



It was sunset now. Sunset on one of the most beautiful 

 lakes of the Adirondack Mountains. What words can paint 

 the scere ! Could we see it upon the canvass, glowing be- 

 neath the skillful artist's brush, we should call it unnatural 

 and overdrawn. Would you try to imagine it? Read all 

 the descriptions of glorious sunsets that have ever been writ- 

 ten, among the Alps, the Scottish Highlands, our own White 

 Hills ; combine the beauties of all in one fair picture. That 

 is an Adirondack sunset. 



The breeze almost always dies away at evening. It was 

 all gone now, not a breath left. The lake surface was a per- 

 fect mirror. As we looked over the boat side we grew dizzy 

 and seemed to long to leap over and fall down, down away 

 off there among those fleecy clouds, away into that vast abyss 

 of space, and drift off amid the gold and crimson hues of 

 that other sunset. Yes, there was another sunset, even more 

 beautiful than the one above ; another forest too. What was 

 of more interest I perceived for the first time how very dirty ■ 

 my face was. But no; it couldn't be. That fat, dirty, tar- 

 oily fellow who grinned and nodded at me from the boat 

 below was not myself, or at least it was au illusion. lam 

 thin, and fair too, so my wife says; but how two months in 

 the woods do metamorphose one! 



[Continued from page 146.] 

 FROM VERA CRUZ TO MANZANILLA. 



Maeavatto, Miohoaoan, ) 

 Mexican Republic, July 25, 1881.)" 



After only two days in the City of Mexico we were trans- 

 ferred by a short line railroad to the Mexican stage, which 

 extends as far as the town of Maravatio, 250 miles northwest 

 of Mexico, and midway between that city and the Port of 

 Manzmilla, on the Pacific Ocean, the proposed terminus of 

 our contemplated railroad suivey. 



I am now almost worn out after a terribly fatiguing jour- 

 ney of three days in the Mexican stage coach. Within the 

 few days that I have been here I have seen a great many 

 species of our most common northern birds in great abund- 

 ance here. Insects are equally plentiful, and as the birds are 

 out of plumage, being in the moulting season, I shall devote 

 my spare time to the collecting of beetles, which I will for- 

 ward from time to time. Transportation by mail is high, the 

 postage to the City of Mexico is twenty-five cents, while the 

 transport of twenty-five pounds of merchandise of any kind 

 to Yera Cruz costs three dollars. There are a number of old 

 ruins about here, but the transportation of these great tablets 

 or images would cost more than their value amounts to. To- 

 day I saw near my house some crow blackbirds, mocking 

 birds, meadow larks, quail, red-winged starling, crows, 

 hawks, and very small finches, sparrows and warblers, some 

 of which latter are new to me. There is also a plenty of 

 water fowl on the near-by lake, and they appear to be in good 

 plumage. 



This town of Maravatio, where I am now stationed, is a 

 rather pleasant-looking place of about four thousand inhabit- 

 ants. The River Lenua traverses it : in summer this water- 

 course is an almost dry gorge, while it assumes respectable 

 depth and width in the rainy season. A few small fishes 

 seem just now its only finny inhabitants. Near by and in 

 full sight is the volcano of Nprodo de Toluca, which rises to 

 au altitude of 17,800 feet, and is, of course, snow-covered at 

 its summit. We came here by far the larger part of our 

 journey by stage. Tim is a truly horrible affair to trave jin, 

 and is driven by mules which are frequently changed. We 

 carried in our own conveyance seventeen passengers, and the 

 conductor or postillion, whose chief and sole duty consists in 

 driving his mules, which feat he accomplishes by the most 

 dexterous use of a whip of about twenty feet in length. This 

 instrument he whirls like a lasso around Me head, and can, 

 whenever needed, apply it specially to any particular one of 

 his long team of nine mules, whether it be the foremost or in 

 the rear. Whenever he exercises thus his dexterous skid he 

 never fails to draw blood. The scenery about Maravatio, 

 after we arrived there, recompensed me for many privations 

 we suffered on the way. High rocky mountainous walls 

 arise almost perpendicularly everywhere, and through vast 

 gorges the little river Lerma winds its way. Every mile or 

 so a hacienda, strongly enough walled for any siege, embel- 

 lishes the picture. The stations on the way to Maravatio are 

 equally substantial-looking structures, all surrounded by high 

 and massive walls. I shall never forget the night our party 

 spent atone of them near Hardoban, a little town on the way 

 from Yxhamalca to Maravatio. We arrived there tired and 

 hungry. After supper, which was served on a table so high 

 that we could barely reach up to its edge with our hands from 

 our low seats, we were accommodated with a few rough mat- 



