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RECREATION. 



A REAL GUIDE. 



It is always a pleasure to recommend 

 a good guide, and W. H. Wright, of 

 Spokane, Wash., is one of that kind. He 

 does not pose as a guide. He has business 

 interests of his own that occupy a good 

 deal of his time, yet he can frequently 

 leave home for a month or 2, and in such 

 cases he is willing to take parties out and 

 show them where to find fish and game, 

 or how to acquire health and strength. I 

 recently made a trip with him in the moun- 

 tains, and he proved a really great man on 

 the trail. He is as strong as an ox and 

 has a constitution like that of a grizzly 

 bear. He will climb mountains, or chop 

 trail, or pack a big load from daylight till 

 dark. Then he is ready to make camp, to 

 chop more wood, to cook a meal, to cut 

 cedar boughs and make beds 2 feet deep ; or 

 to do anything that is necessary to make 

 you comfortable. He can do more useful 

 things in an hour than any man I ever 

 knew in camp. He is a tip top cook, an all 

 around mechanic, and so good a woodsman 

 that you might drop him anywhere in any 

 of the great forests of this country and he 

 would find his way out without making a 

 mistake. 



Last summer he drove a 4 horse team 

 for a tourist outfit from Ogden, Utah, to 

 Portland, Oregon. In addition to this, he 

 took care of all the horses, pitched the tents 

 and made camp every night; did most of 

 the cooking for 7 people ; mended the 

 wagon or harness whenever they broke 

 down ; went out and killed game or caught 

 fish when needed for the table, and in fact 

 was equal to any and every emergency that 

 presented itself on that long journey. 



Last winter Wright took an invalid to 

 Mexico and gave him a long tour over the 

 plains and through the mountains of So- 

 nora and Chihuahua. On that trip he drove 

 team and wrangled horses; he guided, 

 cooked meals when necessary, and, in fact, 

 was the all around manager, secretary- 

 treasurer, packer, commissary-sergeant and 

 chief cook of the outfit. 



Any man who can get Wright to take 

 him on a hunting or prospecting or health- 

 seeking expedition is in big luck. 



A MAGAZINE FOR GAME HOGS. 



There are several editors of so-called 

 Sportsmen's journals who hang around the 

 outskirts of the range and try to round up 

 all the game hogs that have been branded 

 by Recreation. Here is the substance of 

 a postal card sent out from the office of 

 one of these publications : 



Dear Sir: 



Wrap a dime in this card, enclose it in 

 an envelope, and mail it to us at our risk. 

 We will send you a copy of the , 



the handsomest sportsman's magazine pub- 

 lished. . . . There is no such word as 

 "Game Hog" in our lexicon of sport. Do 

 not delay. This is one of the good things 

 which you should not miss. 



The statement that the editor has "no 

 such word as game hog" in his lexicon is 

 purely a sop to the swine. If he had 

 known anything of grammar he would 

 have said, "There are no such words as 

 game hog," etc., instead of "there is no 

 such word" ; but a man who invites game 

 hogs to wallow in his yard can not be sup- 

 posed to know much of the English lan- 

 guage. 



Here is a copy of a letter which a 

 staunch friend of game protection wrote 

 the aforesaid editor, on receipt of his postal 

 card: 



I have received your invitation to send a 

 dime and get a copy of your journal in re- 

 turn. I see plenty of self praise in your 

 prospectus, but not one line to indicate that 

 3'our magazine is to be devoted to game 

 protection. I also note the following: 

 "There is no such word as 'game hog' in 

 our lexicon of sport." You would better 

 revise your lexicon at once. Mr. Shields, 

 through Recreation, has done more for 

 game protection than all the other sports- 

 men's periodicals combined, consequently 

 he has the respect and support of a host of 

 men and women who place game protec- 

 tion before game destruction. I decline 

 your invitation with thanks. 



H. M. Beck, Wilkes-Barre, Pa. 



NO PROPERTY RIGHT IN GAME. 



The Supreme Court of the great State of 

 California has recently handed down a de- 

 cision which will prove of interest to many 

 persons. It has long been held by many 

 game dealers, hotel men and persons who 

 do not hunt but who like to eat game, that 

 any law which aims to prohibit the sale of 

 game is unjust to those who do not hunt, 

 is partial to hunters and may therefore be 

 termed class legislation. This question has 

 been adjudicated in the courts time and 

 again, and the higher courts have always 

 held that any State may, in the exercise of 

 its police power, prohibit the sale of 

 game within its borders, or trie shipment 

 thereof beyond the State limits. There is 

 a section of the California game laws 

 which says : 



"Every person who buys, sells or offers 

 or exposes for sale, barter or trade any 

 quail [or certain other game] is guilty of a 

 misdemeanor." 



Several game dealers of San Francisco 

 held that this law was unconstitutional. 

 Therefore a test case was made of it and 

 taken into the courts. In deciding this case. 



