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RECREATION. 



out of range he secured 2 does and a buck. 

 Carroll is an exceptional shot, with any- 

 kind of gun, and had the day before killed 

 23 quails out 24 shots. 



Dr. Carroll, who was a Texas ranger in 

 early life, and has killed many deer, showed 

 great delight when the 3 deer were brought 

 to camp by his son. 



On Thursday a large buck was seen and 

 one of the party determined to kill him if 

 possible. But not until sundown on Sat- 

 urday, did he get a chance to do so. When 

 he did, the deer was running, 250 yards 

 away, but a 32-40 bullet broke his back. 



Around the camp fire that night, we de- 

 cided we had enough game; having caught 

 200 pounds of fish, and killed 200 quails, 20 

 geese, 75 ducks, and 5 deer. We could 

 have killed 500 ducks and geese and as 

 many quails, but we had no need for them. 



I took a trip down the Okanogan river, 

 where I secured 7 prairie chickens, 2 mal- 

 lards and a jack rabbit. Shooting was good 

 here last fall. One day I say a lone goose 

 sitting in the center of a stubble field. To 

 get close enough to kill him with No. 6 

 shot, was hard work; but geese are scarce 

 here and I was bent on having this one. 

 Getting into a dead furrow, 400 yards away 

 from him, I began my journey on my hands 

 and knees. When I got within 100 yards 

 of him he grew uneasy. I dropped lower 

 and traveled on the muddy ground, after the 

 fashion of the snake. Every time the goose 

 would eat, I squirmed and twisted a few 

 feet closer. Finally I was within 30 yards 

 and springing to my feet, let go both bar- 

 rels just as the goose started to fly. I killed 

 my goose, and feeling satisfied for that day, 

 I went home. 



J. R. Liptrap, Okanagon, Wash. 



THE HORNS WE DID NOT GET. 



J. M. LLOYD. 



On January 19, '98, we started from Win- 

 ter Haven, Florida, for a camp hunt in Kis- 

 simmee island. The members of, our party 

 were J. M. Fink, J. E. Marshall and I, and 

 the guides, John Owens and John Thomas. 

 Mr. Fink went with the avowed intention 

 of procuring a set of horns. Mr. Marshall 

 took 2 bird dogs and he and Mr. Fink 

 thought they would shoot some birds, so 

 they walked most of the forenoon. When 

 we stopped for dinner they produced 13 

 quails. In the afternoon we killed 11 more. 

 We camped the first night at the little set- 

 tlement called Midland. Next morning we 

 got an early start and after traveling 12 

 miles we crossed a low, marshy place called 

 the Blue Jordan and were in the Kissim- 

 mee island. Here Mr. Marshall and Mr. 

 Thomas got out of the wagon to try to kill 

 a deer, while the rest of us went to a good 

 camping place on a small stream known as 

 Willingham's branch. Mr. Marshall and 

 his guide saw 2 deer, but didn't get them. 



On the third day we moved several miles 

 further to a small stream called the Mor- 

 gan Holes. On the way I saw my first 

 deer. That afternoon I fished and watched 

 camp while the other fellows hunted. They 

 shot at a few deer but did not kill any. 

 Next day we made our camp about 3 miles 

 farther on. I hunted with Mr. Marshall 

 and made the great mistake of not seeing, 

 until too late, 3 deer that were within 150 

 yards of us. 



Next day was Sunday. We moved camp 

 again. In the afternoon Mr. Owens rode 

 around to look for sign. He said he saw 

 a big buck with a fine set of horns. 



Monday, Mr. Marshall and his guide and 

 Mr. Fink, and our guide were ready to 

 start early. When we were about 3 miles 

 from camp Mr. Fink killed a young buck 

 whose horns were about an inch long. Mr. 

 Marshall and Mr. Thomas brought in 4 

 quail. 



On Tuesday morning we decided to 

 move camp again. We saw 4 deer in a 

 bunch on the way but didn't get any of 

 them. 



About 2 miles from camp Mr. Marshall 

 jumped 2 deer, shot both barrels at the 

 nearest, and in his hurry, reloaded with 

 bird shot. The deer was wounded and we 

 went after him. Several hundred yards 

 away we jumped him again and Mr. Mar- 

 shall put both loads of bird shot in him. He 

 went on about 100 yards and lay down 

 again, and was finally killed by a shot 

 through the head. 



The next day we killed 2 deer and a 

 turkey, and wounded another deer, which 

 we lost. 



Thursday we all hunted again without 

 success, and in the afternoon started for 

 home. 



IF THE DEER EAT UP MY CROPS, WHAT 

 THEN? 



Sheboygan, Wis. 

 Editor Recreation: What shall a man 

 do who lives in the backwoods, when the 

 deer every summer destroy his crop? What 

 would you, Mr. Editor, do in such a case? 

 We are getting sick of fattening deer for 

 sportsmen, and have to kill them off, as 

 quick as we can, because it is a struggle 

 for existence. Such has always been the 

 case with frontier men, or deer would be 

 plenty as rabbits, in the best farming coun- 

 tries of every state. Would you kindly give 

 your opinion on the subject. 



Jos. Meives. 



ANSWER. 



This is a knotty question, and one that 

 for a hundred years has puzzled longer 

 heads than mine. We will assume, for in- 

 stance, that your Wisconsin game laws pro- 

 vide deer may be killed during the month 

 of November, and that a man who kills 

 one at any other time of the year lays him- 

 self liable to a fine of $50. Therefore, if a 



