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party last July, a bear came to our camp 

 during the night and hunted through the 

 pots and pans for something to eat. It was 

 a large grizzly. He went from our camp 

 to another about 50 yards distant and 

 walked over 2 men who were sleeping on 

 the ground. 



If any of your readers want to go 

 through the park or on a big game hunt, 

 I can furnish them good outfits. We now 

 have a railroad to St. Anthony, Idaho, 

 from Idaho Falls. Tourists wishing to 

 visit the park should start from St. An- 

 thony. 



If persons wishing further information 

 will write me, I shall be pleased to fur- 

 nish it. 



Willis L. Winegar, Guide, 



Egin, Fremont Co., Idaho. 



with sunshine playing over waving grass 

 and giant pine on its brink. 



The region is destined to become one of 

 the most popular sections of the West. 



F. R. Fouch, Parma, Idaho. 



AN IDEAL BEAR COUNTRY. 



There is a great divide South of where 

 the Salmon river plows its way through 

 Central Idaho, which for grandeur and rug- 

 gedness is almost Alpine. The elevation is 

 8,000 to 11,000 feet. The entire range, ex- 

 cept the numerous snowclad peaks above 

 timber line, is clothed with dense toresi, 

 interspersed with extensive meadows on 

 the creek bottoms. The streams have their 

 source in beautiful lakes, usually but a few 

 acres in extent, nestled thickly on each side 

 of the main dividing ridge. That ridge is 

 part of the Sawtooth range. 



Brook trout fairly swarm. I have known 

 an angler to catch 3 at once, and any nov- 

 ice can secure enough for camp use in a 

 short time. It is an ideal country for bear, 

 containing everything relished by Bruin. 

 I know of no place where a good dog and 

 gun could be more sure of getting a fine 

 trophy. Deer are more numerous there 

 than in any other part of the State. There 

 are a few big horn, goats, elk, moose and 

 cougars. 



It is only a day's travel for the animals 

 from this summer range to their winter 

 quarters, so they tarry until early winter 

 snows admonish them to seek a lower alti- 

 tude. The nights are always cool, ice 

 forming in July and August. By Septem- 

 ber 10, bear have a fine winter coat. The 

 country stands so nearly on end that a ride 

 of a few hours upward moves the floral 

 season backward until on the summit it is 

 early spring in September. 



Porphyry creek has its source there in 

 lake and meadow. It is only 10 or 12 miles 

 from its source to where it ends in the 

 magnificent Salmon river, but it descends 

 6,000 feet in that distance. As you ap- 

 proach the river, the timber becomes thin- 

 ner. You can see down in the canyon until 

 the distance merging into a haze, it looks 

 like some bottomless gulf of pearly blue 



A LAND OF GAME AND FISH. 



Last September I took 32 photos of 

 moose and deer in and about Flagstaff 

 lake. Some were taken within a half mile 

 of the hamlet. 



Some guides found a large calf moose 

 stuck in a bog. It was lifted out and 

 carried in a boat to the village. There it 

 was fed for a week like a star boarder ; 

 then another guide and I drove it back to 

 the lake and into the woods. There were 

 6 large bull moose near the lake last fall, 

 and only one was shot. 



Flagstaff is the best hunting ground in 

 Maine, and can be reached from Boston in 

 12 hours. Then a 10 minutes' row will 

 take you into as wild a region as can be 

 found on the continent. Bear are abun- 

 dant, and will remain so, now that the 

 bounty has been repealed. The lake is 2 

 miles long and nearly as wide. There are 

 miles of inlets and bogs which swarm with 

 clucks, herons, marsh hens, plover, snipe 

 and other birds. There are no trout in 

 the lake, but plenty in 'the inlets. Pickerel 

 are too abundant. In Dead river both 

 kinds of fish abound. Spring lake, 3 miles 

 away, is full of trout, salmon and togue. 

 For pure water and beautiful scenery, I 

 will back this lake against any East of the 

 Rockies. 



The second highest mountain in Maine, 

 Bigelow, is 3 miles South of Flagstaff. It 

 is 4,300 feet high,- 12 miles long, and worth 

 a week's journey to see. 



Those who want health, amusement and 

 a chance to study nature in its wildest 

 form can not do better than come here. 

 H. R. Horton, Guide, Flagstaff, Me. 



HOGS FROM THE CITY. 

 Game was fairly plentiful here last win- 

 ter, although few, birds were brought in. 

 Grouse and quails were abundant. Rabbits 

 were numerous until the swine got after 

 them with ferrets. If there is any breed of 

 hog that needs extra roasting, it is the fer- 

 ret hog. Another variety is the city hog 

 with more money than conscience. He 

 puts up at some farmhouse and stays until 

 he has murdered everything he can find. 

 He overruns our farms, tramples down our 

 grain and sneers at the man on whose land 

 he is trespassing. He brings with him a 

 bag of ammunition and a oack of dogs 

 large enough to scoop up all the game in 

 the country. When he goes away, he sends 

 his friends to get what he may have missed 

 on the first roundup. Don't junderstand me 



