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general principles which should underlie 

 an educational treatment of such a com- 

 plex subject. 



The book gives evidence of careful 

 preparation. An error, however, is noted 

 (p. 411) where Forbes is cited as author 

 of Forbush's "Useful Birds and Their 

 Protection." Charles C. Adams. 



The New York State College of For- 

 estry, at Syracuse, N. Y. 



year ; the wheat raisers have licked the 

 Hessian fly. — From the Cleveland Plain 

 Dealer. 



OUTINGS AND INNINGS. 



HE BEGAN AT THE TOP. 



Bacon — See you've got a new gar- 

 dener. 



Egbert — -Yes, such as he is. 



"Where did he learn garden work?" 



"He says he began at the top." 



"At the top?" 



"Yes, he was a waiter in a roof gar- 

 den. — Yonkers Statesman. 



a $10,000 COAT. 

 A curio dealer in Steubenville, Ohio, 

 has a coat covered with 3,800 elk teeth, 

 which he values at $10,000. The coat 

 was made by an Indian in Manitoba, 

 Canada, and is sinew sewed. It weighs 

 twenty-eight pounds. — Milwaukee Sen- 

 tinel. 



THE FISHES' FAULT. 



As long as fish bite on Sunday people 

 will go after them — The Atchinson 

 Globe. 



AN EXCEPTION. 



"Clothes don't make the man." 

 "Oh, I don't know. Uncle Sam's uni- 

 form is making many a man to-day." — 

 From the Detroit Free Press. 



BY WAY OF PROOF. 



Why doesn't Gen. von Stein, who says 

 the French Army has been beaten, run 

 down to Paris for the weekend? — From 

 the Charleston News and Courier. 



PROGRESS IN KENTUCKY. 



First the individual drinking-cup. 

 Next bone-dry Prohibition and the indi- 

 vidual still? — From the Louisville Cour- 

 ier-Journal. 



ANOTHER DRIVE HALTED. 



Nothing German has any chance this 



The Farmer and the Skunk. 



By Henry Scamman. 

 I'm an easy goin' farmer 

 Very peaceable inclined 

 But this tarnation game law 

 Makes trie want to speak my mind. 



An' by jinks I'm going to do it 

 Though it's rare that I complain 

 Don't believe in always kickin' 

 Cause it does or does not rain. 



Now I think it's right protectin' 

 Moose an' deer and chipimunks 

 But the law gets too inclusive 

 When it starts protectin' skunks. 



These idees of conservation 

 On the whole are good I think 

 But we overdo the business 

 When we start consarvin' stink. 



Skunks is not the kind of critters 

 That we like to have around 

 An' I claim it's right to kill 'em 

 Just as fast as they air found. 



For the devils will steal chickens 

 Perfume up your dog or cat 

 An' if you ain't on the lookout 

 You'll get served the same as that. 



But the law says skunks is sacred 

 And perhaps that law is sane 

 But it strikes me mighty funny 

 That you can't kill skunks in Maine. 



An' I can not help from wishin' 

 That the men that made this law 

 May be out some moonlight evenin' 

 In a March or April thaw. 



And as proudly home they saunter 

 Just before the moon has sunk 

 They may find each door blockaded 

 By an ever watchful skunk. 

 Phillips, March 19, 1917. 



Snake Steals Door Knob. 

 Coleman, Tex., Oct. 27. — A chicken snake 

 took a chance at a door knob which J. W. 

 Tabor, who lives near this town, had placed 

 in his henhouse as a "nest egg." Finding his 

 snakeship writhing in agony Mr. Tabor put 

 him out of his misery with a club. 



