FROM THE GAME FIELDS. 
The man who quits when he gets enough, with plenty of game still in sight, is a real sportsman. 
-IN OREGON MOUNTAINS, 
One does not need to travel far from the 
railroad in Southern Oregon to reach a 
- primeval wilderness in the pine-clad moun- 
tains lying on either side of Rogue river, 
30 or 40 miles below Grant’s Pass. There 
are found deer, black and brown bears, lynx 
and bob cats. It is a region where nature has 
lavished choicest gems of balsam-scented 
forests, of leaping, laughing streams, and 
of birds, beasts and wild things. 
For the man who loves real hunting and 
genuine recreation, the Lower Rogue coun- 
try is the place of all places, if he be willing 
to rough it. The hunter must content him- 
self with a tough Indian pony, or rather 2 
of them, for there must be one to ride and 
one to carry the pack. A mule or a burro 
is the best possible pack animal for the hunt- 
er in this mountain region, but they are 
not always easily found. The burro will | 
never stray far from camp, will carry his 
load patiently and willingly, and can go any- 
where a man can go except up a tree. The 
pack should be complete, but never made 
burdensome with duffle not absolutely 
needed. The grub kit consists, first, of a 
frying pan and a coffee pot. Then there is 
the bag of flour and the beans—always 
beans. Space must also be made for small 
cans of salt and soda. Sugar is not needed, 
though it may be carried, but coffee must 
not be overlooked. A roll of woolen blank- 
ets, a rifle, plenty of ammunition and a good 
ax completes the pack. In a tin box, and oc- 
cupying an inside pocket of his vest, where 
they will always be found dry, the hunter 
carries his matches; and he is never without 
the big knife that serves more purposes 
than any other article of the outfit. 
The hunting grounds of Southern Oregon 
can be reached either from Grant’s Pass 
down Rogue river, or from West Fork, a 
small station on the Southern Pacific. The 
hunting season is August and September, 
and at that time the air is crisp and the 
sweet acorns are ripening on the ballota 
bushes. 
After 2 days’ traveling the hunter finds 
himself in a pine-clad solitude. As far as 
the eye can see are purple mountains, cut by 
deep canyons, down which streams go 
babbling to join the Rogue. The hunter 
must keep to the ridges, for as he proceeds 
deeper into the mountains all signs of the 
trail disappear, and he has naught to guide 
him but the sun or the winding river. 
There is but one way to hunt in that re- 
gion; that is to take a stand on an open 
ridge and wait patiently hour after hour. 
Deer will come out to feed on the rich 
grass, and bear will emerge to enjoy a sweet 
427 
acorn dinner. Last summer one party of 4 
Saw over 75 deer during their trip; bear 
were everywhere. 
Dennis H. Stovall, Grant’s Pass, Ore. 

NO SUBSPECIES 
I am much in sympathy with RECREATION 
on the question of game protection and my 
earnest desire that it may have even more 
power along that line prompts me to make 
a suggestion. 
Commenting on the cases of Brown, Mc- 
Nitt and Craig, in the January issue, you 
call each a game hog, though the offense 
of the first 2 consisted in shooting in closed 
season, and of the other, in killing protect- 
ed birds. I am not trying to defend these 
people. They deserve all they got. The 
term “game hog,” as used by ReEcrEa- 
TION, has, however, become accepted by de- 
cent sportsmen as meaning a person who 
takes more than his fair share of game, and 
in the cases mentioned it seems misapplied. 
G. A. Neble, Milwaukee, Wis. 
ANSWER. 
I thoroughly appreciate your frank and 
courteous criticism, and regret I can not 
quite agree with you. I do not think the 
term game hog, or fish hog, need be confined 
entirely to men who kill too much game or 
too many fish. It seems to me a man who 
can not wait till the opening of the legal 
season to kill his game, but who sneaks out 
ahead of all the honest, law abiding sports- 
men and kills his deer or his bag of ducks, 
is surely endowed with swinish proclivities. 
If you will pick up a dictionary you will 
find that many standard words in the Eng- 
lish language have different shades and de- 
grees of meaning. I see no reason why the 
term game hog should not be treated in the 
same way. For instance, a preacher wrote 
me from West Virginia that he was out 
hunting with several other men; that the 
dogs started a bear, as they supposed; that 
the entire party followed the dogs, but that 
he, being the best sprinter, outdistanced the 
others and got there first. The dogs 
treed not only one bear but 3, an old one 
and 2cubs. This clergyman sailed up to the 
tree and killed the old bear and one of the 
cubs before any of the other men got with- 
in shooting distance. Naturally these other 
men were disgusted when they found that 
their pastor had knocked down most of the 
persimmons, and told him so. He claimed 
the skins of the 2 bears he had killed, but 
was magnanimous enough to leave the other 
cub to be divided between his 3 or 4 friends. 
He applied to me to settle the dispute, and 
I told him in good forcible English that 1 
