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RECREATION. 



of the despicable type of swine that insist 

 on killing everything they can find, and 

 leaving nothing for decent men. It is for 

 such as you that game laws are needed, 

 limiting the number of birds which any 

 man or beast may kill in a day, and I trust 

 Kentucky may soon pass such a law. You 

 are branded number 884 in the game hog 

 pen. — Editor. 



GAME NOTES. 

 I carry Recreation with me everywhere 

 and enjoy it greatly. Deer are numerous 

 here but are fast becoming extinct. One 

 family in the vicinity of Hayden lake has 

 about 15 hounds and they run deer at all 

 seasons. A few days ago I heard the bay 

 of hounds 10 miles from any habitation. 

 I saw a large white tail buck coming down 

 the middle of the stream. His left horn 

 was broken off and he was shot through 

 the jaws. As I had my 30-30 Winchester, 



1 shot him to keep him from being torn to 

 pieces by the hounds close in pursuit. My 



2 partners came along then and we carried 

 him into camp. The game season was 

 closed but I think I was justified. 



J. B. Hopkins, Rathdrum, Idaho. 



The proprietors of a leading butcher shop, lo- 

 cated on Brady street, were felicitating themselves 

 Thursday evening on the fine display of game 

 they were making to attract holiday customers. 

 Yesterday morning the display did not make them 

 so happy. It chanced that among the quails, 

 ducks and other birds were 6 prairie chickens. 

 The latter had been ordered for a certain cus- 

 tomer and had arrived Thursday afternoon. They 

 were to be delivered yesterday, and in the mean- 

 time they were hung up to make as fine a showing 

 as possible. However, the law forbids a dealer 

 to have prairie chickens in his possession after De- 

 cember 1. George Bethel, deputy game warden, 

 saw those birds and confiscated them, at the same 

 time arresting one of the proprietors of the shop. 

 Proceedings were instituted before Police Magis- 

 trate Finger, who imposed a fine of $10 for each 

 of the chickens, or $60 in all. This amount was 

 paid. — Exchange. 



I am trapping wolves and coyotes these 

 days, and am having fair success. Some 

 letters in Recreation amuse me; for in- 

 stance, one from Mr. Heist, of Alberta. 

 He claims to kill ducks at 95 yards and 

 never shoots at anything under 60 yards. 

 Also a letter from a man in New York, 

 who looked into a stubble field, saw the 

 stubble move, fired, and killed 3 quails. 

 Then he stalked another quail that was sit- 

 ting on the fence, and wrote to Recreation 

 condemning the use of dogs. I have an 

 old setter that has forgotten more about 

 sportsmanship than that man ever knew. 

 I. Northey, Alberta, Can. 



struction of camps. Mow many times has 

 a man traveled all day through the woods, 

 depending on a certain camp to pass a 

 comfortable night in, only to find some 

 fool has been there ahead of him and from 

 sheer cussedness has broken the windows 

 and the stove or torn the door off the 

 hinges? This sort of man needs the roast, 

 but 9 times out of 10 he hasn't brains 

 enough to take it seriously. 



Harry D. Baird, Woodstock, N. B. 



The ideal place to hunt caribou is New- 

 foundland. Although the license fee is 

 $100, and one is permitted to shoot but 3 

 stag caribou, it is worth the money. I was 

 there 6 days and during that time saw over 

 200 caribou. I had no trouble in getting 

 3 ; all having fine heads. Good guides can 

 be had reasonable. Caribou are numerous 

 and the high license probably protects them. 

 I was told by an officer that there would 

 be a reduction of the license fee next year. 

 Wm. D. Brinnier, Kingston, N. Y. 



This country abounds with chickens, 

 quails, jack rabbits, cottontails, wolves, 

 and in season ducks. There are a great 

 many lakes here containing black bass, 

 croppies, pike, pickerel, sun bass, silver 

 bass, and perch. During the winter there 

 is a great deal of fishing through the ice. 

 Only one hook is allowed, with live min- 

 nows, and no bass to be kept. 



M. E. D., Onock, Minn. 



I am a reader of Recreation and enjoy 

 it much. I am a great lover of the rod and 

 gun ; also of fair play to the game. One 

 thing that is sadly overlooked is the de- 



THE TRUANT. 

 (Reading the Mail.) 



EDWIN L. SABIN. 



Smith says that same darned copper crowd 



Is kicking up a rumpus, 

 And that old Colonel Black's allowed 



This time he'll surely bump us ! 

 I'll wire Black, thus: "Off Middle Rocks 



(He'll know where! Won't he floun- 

 der!) 

 While you were fooling 'round with stocks 



I caught a 7-pounder !" 



Nell says Doc Thorne has asked about 



My pesky indigestion; 

 He's studied up a cure without, 



He thinks, the slightest question. 

 Thanks, Doc and daughter; but I've f.r. 



A diet that just caters; 

 A half a dozen fish, well browned, 



Fried onions, pork and 'taters ! 



Wife writes her music-tea was fine, 



And voted swell and pleasant ; 

 The Skorski solo was divine, 



And Lord de Whott was present. 

 Why, wife, I've got a catbird here 



That knocks that Skorski silly ! 

 And as for Lord de Whott, my dear, 



Give me old Injun Billy! 



