THE OREGON SPORTSMAN 35 
snow the past two winters was such that the pheasants could not find 
sufficient food, so the owner of the farm partly filled several sacks 
with wheat and suspended them a short distance from the ground 
throughout the thorn thickets. He made perforations in the sacks just 
large enough to let the wheat kernels drop slowly from the sacks. He 
kept the snow scraped from beneath the sacks, and he says that in this 
manner the wheat was not wasted, yet the pheasants obtained plenty 
to keep them in good condition and obtained it without difficulty. 
Prior to adopting the plan the birds paid the barnyards and hog 
pens regular visits. One morning he counted a flock of 17 in his barn- 
yard, which goes to show that they are quite numerous in that section. 
Various farmers in this end of the county feed the pheasants dur- 
ing the winter, but Mr. Tuttle is the first one to our knowledge who 
has adopted the above method. 

In connection with the above article, a resident of Union County 
sends the Sportsman the following additional interesting information 
on feeding Chinese pheasants in winter in that county: 
8S. A. Chappell, who resides about one mile east of Mr. Tuttle, has 
his hog pens in the brush where there is a good warm spring of water, 
and says he is feeding about two dozen Chinese pheasants with his hogs. 
This is about five miles south of Elgin. Frank Hallgarth, living two 
miles south of Elgin, is feeding 30 birds with his stock at the barn; C. 
A. Galloway,.who owns a farm with a brother two miles north of Elgin, 
states that at one time he counted fifty-seven pheasants feeding with 
his cattle. Union County is rapidly becoming the best Chinese pheasant 
county in Eastern Oregon. 
GAME ON THE INCREASE IN BAKER COUNTY 
Sumpter, Oregon, January 27, 1917. 
State Game and Fish Commission, 
Portland, Oregon. 
Gentlemen: There is four times as much game in this section of 
the country as there was four years ago. Mr. Haines a mining man of 
cur town, counted fourteen deer just outside the city limits on Novem- 
ber 10, 1916, showing the good work of the State Game Commission. 
Yours truly, 
L. C. EDWARDS. 
DOING UNTO HIS NEIGHBOR 
The Ladies’ Home Journal 
‘*Hey, kid!’’ yelled the game warden, appearing suddenly above 
the young fisherman. ‘‘You are fishing for trout. Don’t you know 
they ain’t in season?’’ 
‘*Sure,’’ replied the youth, ‘‘but when it’s the season for trout 
they ain’t around, and when it ain’t the season there’s lots of ’em. If 
the fish ain’t a-goin’ to obey the rules, I ain’t neither.’’ 
