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rapidly, this being one source of food for the bobeat. After this we 
began to notice signs of the bobcat. They are today quite numerous, 
doing damage to young angoras, lambs and young fawns. The county 
pays a bounty of two dollars. The bobcat is not a very hard animal 
to’ trap. He will take salmon in early fall, but later he will refuse it. 
Then the most successful method is to trail set for them, or place 
a trap on a mossy log, cutting out a place to receive the trap, where 
the cat is in the habit of using a log. Then cover everything over 
with moss, using pains that no part of the trap or chain can be seen; 
select two sticks, fasten the chain to one of these, and place these 
sticks in such a manner as to cause the cat to step where the 
trap is located. This set I have used very successfully. 
The homesteaders and others make quite a sum of money trapping 
for our fur-bearing animals. The bounties paid on our predatory 
animals bring in several thousand dollars every year, most of which 
goes to the homesteaders and settlers, who in most cases can use it 
advantageously. On the other hand the killing of predatory animals 
allows our game animals and birds to increase, besides the assistance 
it renders the stockmen in general. 
No doubt the readers of the Sportsman would find it interesting 
if trappers and others would send in articles giving authentic life 
histories of our various animals, It would also be a permanent record 
of some of these fast disappearing animals. 
GAME CONDITIONS IN KLAMATH COUNTY 
By Jor L. SKELTon 
At a certain time of the year, generally shortly before the deer 
season opens, every sportsman, the man with real red blood in his 
veins, is seized with’a mad desire to get away from the usual tire- 
some, everyday routine of life; to get away from the commonplace 
things; to live in the open, forget his troubles and rest. 
Perhaps his cigar or cigarette has not tasted just as good to him 
as it should; he is nervous and tired and his appetite is gone. He 
remembers the meals he ate last summer while in camp; how he did 
eat, what an appetite he had and how good the meals tasted, even 
if it were necessary to fish a few sticks or pine needles out of the 
coffee or bacon. Those venison steaks, that fried sage hen or fish— 
all the meals, what a mess they were, but how he did go for them. 
The busy man is restless and worn out; he must have recreation, 
but where will he go? Perhaps he searches the pages of the Sports- 
man’s Magazines and reads the advertisements of the various resort 
owners, packers and guides. Each one claims that his locality is the 
one ‘‘Sportsman’s Paradise.’? He.is at a loss as to where to go. 
Probably his time is limited, he might have just a few days to spare 
from his business—he must make the most of his limited time, take 
the car, go somewhere, bag a deer or kill a few ducks or sagehens, 
pnd he must be sure that he can go to a place where he can get 
what he wants in his alloted time. 
The tourist traveling through the country in his automobile, or 
the man of moderate means, they are all anxious to know where to 
get their game in their limited amount of time. 
It was in order to be of service to the sportsman in the cireum- 
stances I have just mentioned, that the State of Oregon Fish and 

