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generations will lay at the door of the 

 hunters of the 20th century. Let us keep 

 his graceful form and cheerful presence to 

 lead our children to the woods when the 

 grouse, the woodcock and the quail we 

 love so well shall have joined the passenger 

 pigeon and the wood duck in a rcgretaUle 

 extinction. 



Ernest Russell, Worcester, Mass. 



You have said a true and valuable word 

 in behalf of the grey squirrel. We ought 

 in some way to make it a crime to shoot any 

 squirrel anywhere, red, grey or black. 

 There is no animal our woods, East or West, 

 could less afford to lose than the different 

 species of the grey squirrel. 



David S. Jordan, 

 Stanford University, Cal. 



A WELCOME RECRUIT. 



I am greatly interested in game protec- 

 tion, and being one of the class of much 

 criticised game wardens, I sympathize 

 with you in your efforts along this line. 



Five years ago I was one of the worst 

 poachers in this county. Recreation 

 opened my eyes to the wrong I was doing. 

 I stopped. Next came a desire to induce 

 others to do likewise. I talked game pro- 

 tection wherever I thought it would do 

 any good, but found it needed something 

 more than talk to persuade some people. 

 During the years '97 and '98 there were 4 

 cases brought up for violations of the game 

 laws, but owing to the prejudice existing 

 and because of the wardens not bringing 

 the right kind of evidence, 3 of the 4 were 

 acquitted. They were all undoubtedly 

 guilty. Our game was going fast and the 

 fishing was poor. 



The next year I tackled the thing. I re- 

 alized I was up against a hard proposition, 

 and was advised to drop it, being told I 

 would lose all my friends. Well, I have 

 lost some, and it has cost me a good deal 

 in a business way ; but I have the satis- 

 faction of knowing that the laws are more 

 respected and that game and fish are on 

 the increase. During '99 and 1900 I brought 

 25 or 26 cases and secured convictions in 

 every case. 



Our system of game protection is not en- 

 couraging to the local wardens. We get 

 only the regular fees allowed a sheriff, in 

 case we catch and convict our man. If we 

 don't catch him, which often happens, we 

 we have to make out our bill for expenses, 

 and as often as not that is disallowed. 

 There is a prospect of a change in the near 

 future, as sportsmen all over the State arc 

 disgusted with the present system. 



Mark Craw, 

 Game Warden, Traverse City, Mich. 



EDITORS FALL TN LTNR. 



I enjoy Recreation more than any 

 other periodical that reaches my desk. 

 Your hog roasts are the best item on the 

 bill of fare. Mere is a clipping from the 

 Dayton, (Ohio) Herald: 



Mr. C. P. Weinman has returned from Frankfort, 

 Ross county, after a week's hunt. He reports that 

 the local K. of P. lodge of Frankfort divided its 

 membership and started out to secure the necessary 

 came for a big supper. There were about 50 men 

 on a side, and they started at 6 in the morning, 

 with the understanding that everybody was to be 

 in at 8:30 P. M. 



The party that returned on time and won the 

 count reported 218 rabbits, 6 squirrels, 1 woodcock 

 and 103 quails. After the time limit had expired, 

 the other party returned with additional counts to 

 the number of 118, making a total slaughter of 536. 

 Such a killing of the innocents is an outrage in any 

 civilized community. That a body of intelligent 

 men, representing an order whose object is the ele- 

 vation and betterment of mankind, should be a 

 party to such an affair, seems incredible. Surely 

 the laws are lax that permit such wholesale slaughter 

 and the running at large of such a gang of remorse- 

 less game fiends. 



If above be true, K. of P. must stand for 

 Kings of Porkers. 

 J. E. Cavey, M.D., West Alexandra, O. 



ANSWER. 



Here is an editor who has hit the trail in 

 pursuit of the game hog. Every month 

 I get more clippings of this character from 

 local newspapers than I did in the previous 

 month. However, these newspaper men 

 rarely know what publication set the pace 

 for them in roasting game hogs; but the 

 readers of Recreation know. May this 

 wholesome sentiment continue to spread 

 until every newspaper editor in the whole 

 country gets into line. When the day 

 comes that the game butcher invariably 

 gets a thrust in the neck when he makes a 

 big bag instead of being patted on the back 

 by his local newspaper, the millenium of 

 game protection will have arrived. — Edi- 

 tor. 



RESULTS ARE WHAT COUNT. 



The answer you gave the man who wrote 

 of killing 19 antelope in Wyoming was all 

 right, but the way you abuse game hogs in 

 general does not meet with the approval of 

 as many readers of Recreation as you 

 may believe. 



If you must roast people do so in a less 

 abusive manner. If you were talking face 

 to face with some of your readers in the 

 West, and used such abusive terms as you 

 sometimes apply to them in Recreation, 

 there would be trouble in a hurry. I am 

 not another "squealing game hog." I do 

 not run deer with dogs, have not used a 

 shot gun for 15 years, and I am never seen 

 in company with a man who uses bird dogs. 

 A. A. Haines, Armington, Mont. 



answer. 

 I hope to make several more trips to 

 the West before I die, and I fully expect 



