FROM THE GAME FIELDS. 
whose lands you trespass. You are sure of 
a measure of triumph. It may be indulged 
in anywhere; even the city boy will find 
that the cats and sparrows on the roofs 
will afford excellent sport when he has 
not time to go farther afield. And lastly, 
the hunter knows that he is doing good 
work for art and for science and may 
some day secure a negative that will act- 
ually make him famous. 
Not long ago an enthusiastic camera- 
hunter found a woodcock sitting on its 
nest in the swamp. After much patient 
contrivance he secured a most successful 
photograph of the devoted mother. It is 
to-day framed in his study and copies have 
been given to his most intimate friends. 
Whenever he looks at it he enjoys it as a 
photograph and as a souvenir of an ex- 
perience of unalloyed pleasure, the trophy 
of his most exciting hunt. 
so to the end of his days while the photo- 
graph will never cease to give pleasure to 
those who see it as long as it exists. — 
A month later a miserable pothunter 
came that way, flushed and shot the poor 
woodcock. It was at short range and the 
victim was so mangled that the hunter 
did not even take it home with him. The 
momentary thrill of triumphant marks- 
manship was all he bought at the cost of 
so much cruelty and destruction. 
It is hardly necessary to point the mor- 
al of these incidents. They give a fair pic- 
ture of each pursuit set side by side, their 
costs and their rewards. Which pays best? 
CHEWED BY A BEAR. 
C. H. WILLIAMS. 
Yes, I am just a little broken up. How 
did it happen? Bear. I'll tell you. Bear 
signs had been plenty all round here 
and a few days ago I saw fresh signs about 
2 miles from town. So I put a trap ina 
likely looking place. Adeerhappened along 
and put his foot in it. Then I reset the trap 
and baited it with the head of the deer. 
Two days later the bear dropped in O. 
K. As I had expected to get nothing but a 
-yearling, I did not take my gun along, but 
had prepared to rope the critter and in- 
tended to put him in a. strong box, 
and make a pet of him. 
But instead of a yearling I found an 
old cinnamon; or a cross between that and 
the big gray- -nosed black bear which is as 
tough a customer as the cinnamon. I went 
a little too close to my captive. 
He got the trap-drag loose in some way 

-and went for me as cheerfully as though - 
I had been a honey-comb or a huckleberry 
bush. I had nothing to defend myself with 
but a Io potind stone, and the bear had 
things his own way until I broke his old 
pate with the stone. He went down in a 
heap, but recovered consciousness in a 
moment and was on me again. I gave 
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him my left arm to keep him away from 
_my face and neck. He bit clear through 
my ar->, but did not break the bones,-and 
then threw me about to feet. I lay on my 
face with my arms raised to protect my 
head and neck. Then he caught me in the 
back on the right side, crushing 2 ribs. 
He handled me as easily as you could han, 
dle a match. For a while he crunched and 
shook me, then let go his hold and grab- 
bed my left arm, this time above the el- 
bow. 
He smashed his old tusks through the 
muscles, one tusk coming out just above 
the joint, but without fracturing the bone. 
I suppose he then thought he had done a 
good job and sat down to rest. I did not 
care to stay with him so I got away as 
quickly as possible. To my surprise the 
old fellow did not attempt to follow, and I 
managed to reach the Northern Pacific 
railroad track, which was about % mile 
away. Here fortune favored me again, 
and I found the section crew who put me 
on their hand car and carried me to town. 
I sent some men back after the bear, 
and they got him. 
The lick I gave him in the head broke 
his skull, too low down to kill him out- 
right, but when the men found him he 
could not even raise his head. 

LAW BREAKERS IN WASHINGTON. 
I wish you would send me some League 
posters and I will gladly post them in 
conspicuous places. There should be a 
good warden in this vicinity. Certain men 
kill deer and grouse here at all times. 
They also run deer with dogs. A man has 
2 dogs that often go out in the woods and 
chase deer. I told him I would kill them 
iL cand thentas it. 
They claim this state has passed a law 
prohibiting the sale of deer hides; still all 
the market reports quote prices, as pet. en: 
closed clipping. Can the dealers be prose- 
cuted? It makes me hot to see how the 
deer are slaughtered in this state. The 
day I left San Fran-° -o for Seattle I saw 
on the dock 15 bales of deer hides that had 
just been taken off a Seattle steamer, and 
I believe there were 50 to roo hides in a 
bale. 
I have talked strongly against hunting 
during the closed ~eason and most of the 
men in camp, who have guns, take care 
not to let me see them go out. 
Fishing is poor. I have not seen a trout 
over 3 inches long caught yet. By the 
laws of this state all police constables. 
are game wardens and are authorized to 
visit the restaurants, hotels, etc., and see 
if the laws are violated. Nevertheless the 
restaurants were onering trout_on the bill 
of fare in Seattle, as early as March 18th, 
though the season did not open till April 
Ist. S. W. D., McMurray, Wash. 
