FROM THE GAME FIELDS. 



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later a second shipment of the kind was 

 made. 



While the slaughter of moose is not so 

 great, numbers are wantonly killed, as the 

 following will show : Two men at Chicka- 

 leon bay, near Turnagain Arm, Cook Inlet, 

 killed 16 moose in 2 days. The first day 

 one shot 8 and the other 7. In order to 

 make an equal showing with his companion, 

 the one who killed only 7 took pains to 

 shoot another the next morning. Little if 

 any of the meat was taken. 



The North American Company's agent at 

 Knik placed an order with the Indians for 

 24 head-skins, from heads of bull moose 

 only. One windy day the total number was 

 secured and the relator was quite confident 

 that more than were asked for were brought 

 in. 



In the summer of 1889 one Indian killed' 

 about 50 moose back of Tyonek. In the 

 winter of 1901 one of my Indians killed 

 5 moose back of Kn k, and saved the meat 

 of but one. When asked why he did not 

 use them all, he replied that "they were 

 bulls!'" 



Probably the demand for heads and skins 

 is doing more toward diminishing the game 

 about Cook Inlet than anything else. 

 Tempted by the prices offered for heads, 

 the Indians and a few whites shoot pro- 

 miscuously in horje that the animal killed 

 may prove to have extra large antlers or 

 horns. As it is usually impossible to judge 

 the size of a head until its owner lies at 

 one's feet, hundreds of animals are slain 

 without being touched. — J. A. Loring, in the 

 is 1 . Y. Zoological Society's Annual Report. 



This slaughter was committed before the 

 enactment of the Lacey Alaskan game law. 

 It is to be hoped the officers charged with 

 the enforcement of that law will see to it 

 that no more such butchery is perpetrated. 

 — Editor. 



AS OTHERS SEE US. 



Though I have been all my life a lover 

 of Nature and its wild creatures, I have 

 been unfortunate in not discovering 

 Recreation until recently. It stands un- 

 reservedly for every idea I have cherished 

 concerning game and bird protection, and 

 while it does so I shall remain its loyal 

 friend. My father was a German forester 

 and loved every wild thing in the woods. 

 He would not kill even a snake. It was 

 under his teaching that I acquired a love 

 for God's inarticulate children. 



I came to this country in 1868 and have 

 seen the total destruction of the buffalo 

 and _ the wild pigeon. Countless other 

 species are in process of extermination. 

 Another 20 years, if the wanton destruc- 

 tion Is continued, will see this fair land in- 

 habited chiefly by domesticated animals 



and 2-legged creatures bent on turning 

 creation into dollars and cents. 



Compare with the United States such 

 thickly populated countries as England, 

 Germany and France. In those animal life 

 is nearly as abundant as it was 500 years 

 ago. The people there protect the lesser 

 creatures and sternly prosecute trespassers. 

 Here the people are rocked in the cradle of 

 liberty until each individual thinks he owns 

 the whole outfit, from rockers to canopy. 

 No one or thing but he has any rights. As 

 a result we shall soon be an animalless and 

 birdless country, while those others will 

 be long blessed with things other than 

 human and manufactured. 



Since 1870 my occupation has taken me 

 all over Iowa, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, 

 Missouri and Kansas. Many times have I 

 been disgusted with the barbarous slaughter 

 of game that I have seen in season and 

 out. In every village I have found one 

 or more beings, too lazy to work and too 

 cowardly to steal, who lived by butchering 

 everything whose murder would not land 

 them in jail or on the gallows. Why the 

 mass of American people submit to such 

 work passes my comprehension. An 

 American game hog transported to Europe 

 would find life a burden, and quickly hang 

 himself to be rid of it. 



If it were in my power I should rigidly 

 protect all wild life on this continent, ex- 

 cepting, for a short yearly season, such 

 animals and birds as are admittedly game. 

 Even hawks and owls I should protect, 

 save the 3 or 4 species that have been 

 proven enemies of other birds. The farmer 

 who indiscriminately kills hawks and owls, 

 kills his best friends. 



Eastern countries are perhaps effete in 

 some respects, but they are a thousand 

 times more alive to game protection than 

 is this, in other ways, the greatest country 

 of all. 



Gerhard Schmalhaus, Davenport, la. 



THREE YOUNG BRUTES. 

 Three of us, Willie, Wesley and I w-re 

 camping on the Upper Bog, in the Adi- 

 rondacks. One sunny afternoon in Septem- 

 ber we were alternately rowing and floating 

 down the still water, having been up to- 

 ward Moosehead, looking for berries. We 

 had an old single barrel muzzle loading 

 shot gun, but had exhausted our ammuni- 

 tion shooting at marks and small game. 



"w en ty one of the b °ys called out : 

 What's that swimming between the main 

 shore and the island?" I looked in the 

 direction pointed out. and saw the antlers 

 of a good sized duck moving rapidly to- 

 ward the island. 



"It's a deer, hoys," I cried; "let's try 

 to head him off. One of you get at 

 the oars anci the other take the pad- 



