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FOREST ^ND STREAM. 



of Indian River. It was a lovely blight day,- the thermome- 

 ter at about SO degrees m the shade, and we enjoyed to the 

 fullest extent the delightful sail acimstbe water to Titusvilh'. 

 which is located on the west shore. Near this place is "Dum- 

 met's Grove," celebrated the State over for its fine oranges. 

 very few of which are shipped to the north. This fruit, 

 though small, is deliriously sweet, wilh a very thin skin, and 

 they are known in the market as "Indian River oranges," and 

 it is from these and "sick Yankees" that the Floridjaos now- 

 adays make most of their money. 



(To be continued.^) 



For Forest and Stream and Bod and Gun. 

 THE EDITOR'S GROUSE HUNT IN MIN- 

 NESOTA. 



HALLOCK was expected in St. Paul, and what was to be 

 done to entertain and amuse him was a question, pre- 

 vious to his arrival, often discussed by the- sportsman's fra- 

 ternity of our city. It was but natural that we should wish 

 to do him honor and make his stay among us as pleasant for 

 him as the circumstances would permit, for we all felt a debt 

 of gratitude due to the Editor of the Forest and Stbeam and 

 Rod asd Gun, the author of the "Sportsman's Gazetteer;" 

 and this feeling, I dare to say without fear of contradiction, 

 is shared by every true sportsman in America. Several pro- 

 jects were under consideration, and all agreed that in the first 

 place he must have a day or two with the prairie chickens ; 

 for a sportsman visiting Minnesota in August or September 

 without making the acquaintance of Oupidonia eupido and 

 Pedisectes phasianellus, would be as bad as for a pilgrim to 

 come to Rome without seeing the Pope— so a grouse hunt 

 must be. 



After the arrival of our distinguished visitor, and proper 

 greetings and hospitalities, off we started for the prairies, the 

 Editor, " Doc." W. and I. " Doc." is our leading sportsman, 

 primus inter pares, with the best of everything desirable for 

 a hunter's outfit ; guns, dogs, boats, hunting-wagon— himself 

 the closing link in that lorg chain of first-class sportsmen of 

 which St. Paul is justly proud. 



At 3 o'clock p. si. on the 13th of September we left our city 

 by the St. Paul and Sioux City Railroad. This most excellent 

 thoroughfare binds together St. Paul with the Missouri River, 

 and farther on by the Union Pacific, with California. After 

 crossing the Mississippi and passing Port Smiling, we entered 

 the beautiful Miimesota Valley, famous for its rich natural 

 meadows, in the midst of which a narrow belt of timber marks 

 out the meandering water-course, of which here and there we 

 had passing glimpses. Thus we sped on for hours ,- on our 

 right an uninterrupted carpet of the richest verdure, but on 

 the left higher ground, with stubble-fiields and farmhouses, 

 until by sunset we enten d a belt of heavy timber, a branch 

 pf the "big woods/' which here crosses the Minnesota River, 

 and in a southeasterly direction stretches through the country 

 almost to the touEclaries of Iowa. Darkness soon obscured 

 the view, but our snorting iron steed carried us safely through 

 the thickening gloom to our objective point, Madelia, a small 

 village and statiem, which will always retain its page in the 

 history of Minnesota a§ the place where the closing scene was 

 enacted in the graMd chase of the Northfield robbers ; for in a 

 willow thicket on the bank of the Watondan River near this 

 village the tigers were bearded in their lair, one klled, and 

 the remainder, the three Younger Brothers, captured alive by 

 a few brave Minnesotians. 



We arrived rather late in the evening. By the though tful- 

 ness of "Doc." his famous hunting wagon, already described 

 by the editor in his hunting notes, was in waiting at the depot 

 and carried ourselves and baggage to the village inn, where 

 comfortable quarters and an excellent supper had beforehand 

 been ordered and was ready. To this we did ajn^e-WStieer 

 1 1 1 .er\. ct ion i r "'"'' Cu;r,a<ri-Fit ; rrds fed and quartered we retired 

 to rest. I bar $5tearly forgotten to mention that besides guns, 

 ammunition and commissary stores, we brought with us two 

 brace of setters, "Doc,"his two magnificent thoroughbred Eng- 

 lish, and Gordon bitch of the bluest blood, and I my imported 

 Irish setter Rover, which is good enough for me. 



After an early breakfast we were off for the hunting field, 

 which was about six miles distant. The day was not such a 

 one, as you would select for a grouse hunt on the prairies. It 

 was very hot and sultry with a strong wind, almost a gale, 

 blowing from the south, and there was not a particle of mois- 

 ture in the ground. Proceeding a few miles at a rapid 

 rate behind a span of splendid horses belonging to our 

 landlord, we came suddenly to a stop by the discovery 

 that the ring on one of the wheels was loose. This 

 seemed rather perplexing at first, but had we not with us 

 the author of the " Gazetteer," and was he not equal to the 

 emergency? Out of one of the many pockets of his hunting 

 coat he extracted a roll, which was 1'om.d to contain a small 

 hammer, a pairof diminutive tongs, some annealed wire, a few 

 nails, screws, and many little tools and odds and ends. The 

 Wire was firmly wound around the wheel on two or three places 

 and fastened, anel the injury mended in less than no time. 

 And now it would followin order,to describe the editor's famous 

 hunting coat, from one of the receptacles of which the above 

 useful bundle was taken, but I feel and confess my inability 

 to do justice to the subject. Was it a coat, or was it a con- 

 glomeration of pockets ? It was, in fact, very much of pock- 

 ets and very little of coat. The former by all means predomi- 

 nated. Pockets in front, pockets behind, pockets above and 

 below and everywhere ; each one containing some useful article 

 which, according to the "Gazetteer,'' ought to be.ong to a 

 sportsman's comptete outfit. Any one who may wishlo in- 

 spect this remarkable garment can doubtless find it hanging 

 on the wall of the Fobest ixd Stream's sanctum, where it 

 ought to have its place, rescued as it wa?, on a later occasion, 

 "from a watery grave." 



After the mending of our wheel by the dexterous hand of 

 the editor, we continued on for a mile or two more, and then 

 left the wagon and commenced scouring a stubble field. The 

 editor and "Doc." to the left, and I to the right. My dog was 

 the first to find ge.me, hut as he came down, the wind which was 

 blowing hard at the lime, he did not feel the presence of the 

 birds before he was in the middle of the gang. The whole 



covey rose and scattered, some going straight ahead toward 

 the south, o;;,,, rs ij^liting in a cornfield to our rislit. My 

 friends followed the former, and I the latter, which I was 

 successful in finding. My dog worked finely, and in a short 

 while I had bagged three or four birds, large,: plump and fully 

 grown ; then all of a sudden my dog disappear! <!. I looked, for 

 him all through the corn, called at d whistled, but could not 

 find him anywhere. At last Iweutout onthe adjoining prairie, 

 and here, at a distance of fully a mile, I noticed poor Rover 

 running like a deer, backward and forward in every direction. 

 From some cause or other he had lost me in the 'corn field, 

 got bewildered, and was apparency hunting me instead of 

 prairie chickens. I took to the wagon and made the driver 

 bring me up to the dog, and when I came up to him he was 

 so overheated and exhausted, being rather too fat for hunting 

 in very warm weather, that he could hardly move. Ilis hind 

 limbs seemed partly pavalyzed, and the poor animal was in 

 great distress Fortunately we had plenty of ice, and by hold- 

 ing a big lump on his head, and giving him ice water in small 

 quantit lea he gradually recovered ; but he was hors <te combat 

 for that day and was consigned to the kennel in the rear part 

 of the wagon. I was very much annoyed by this mishap, and 

 remained foran hour or two with my dog administering to his 

 wants. In (he meantime my companions had found another 

 covey and bagged quite a number. I now joined them, and 

 for the rest of the day we all three shot over " Doc's" s tters. 

 In another corn field we soon found a large gan» of birds of 

 which at the first flight we brought down three; but they were 

 very wild, rose all at a time and disappeared behind the high 

 bank of an adjoining creek. For a long while we hunted for 

 them in vain in the bottoms, on bo'h sides of this and in the 

 willow thickets on its banks, but finally, farther on in some 

 very high grass we found them again, and for a few minutes 

 the bring was quite lively, with tolerably good results It 

 was now nearly noon and intensely hot, the thermometer 

 surely up among the nineties, and we concluded to have our 

 uncheouand some rest, for which purpose we repaired to a 

 farmhouse near by, and spread our commissary stores on the 

 shady side of a big haystack. Our lunch basket contained 

 among other things, canned salmon and Delaware grapes and 

 for beverage some very excellent bottled beer, of all of which 

 I for one partook very freely. And hereby hangs a tale of 

 wbir;h more anon. 



After lunching, smoking and resting to our heart's content 

 we resumed our hunt in the direction of Madelia, but takim* a 

 somewhat more easterly course. In a cornfield close by our 

 resting-place we found a few scattered birds which we bagged 

 our editor displaying here some very fine marksmanship f and 

 I may as well here remark that, as far as I remember I think 

 he hardly missed a bird all day long. After this, for a dis- 

 tance of two or three miles, we did not find a single bird but 

 made by this time a very unpleasant discovery— the editor's 

 famous hunting coat, above referred to, was mi.-sing, and with 

 it his gold watch and chain, nearly all his shells, and many 

 other useful and ornamental articles too numerous to mention 

 Stars and stripes ! It was gone sure enough ; had slipped 

 down from the wagon somewhere on the prairie between us 

 and our bite resting-place, some three miles distant. Ilere 

 was a pretty go ! but an attempt must be made to recover the 

 lost property, and as the driver thought that he might be able 

 to follow the wagon track back over the prairie, he and the 

 editor retraced their steps with the wagon, while Doc and I 

 proce ded onward on foot towards a certain point, where they 

 were to overtake U9. 



They had not long been absent when I commenced feeling 

 quite sick, probably the consequence of too freely indulging in 

 salmon, grapes and lager-beer; apparently it was a case of 

 cholera morbus, or something very much like it. I suffered 

 quite severely, and sat down to rest at' a fence. "Come 

 come, John," called out Doc, "never mind cholera morbus' 

 look at the dogs. We will kill a dozen birds before the editor 

 returns." And, sure enough, his setters had made game in a 

 patch of grass and came to a most beautiful point, crouching 

 very low, tails extended, eyea glaring, nostrils working ; there" 

 they stood as cut m marble, a most charming sight. Dow we 

 wished we had our friend Zimmerman there to take the pic- 

 ture. Sick as 1 was I snatched up my gun and joined Doe 

 On we went ahead of the setters, who refused to move a single 

 step; we expected every moment a rise of "at least twenty 

 birds, and we found-a- big mud-turtle quietly marching along 

 a narrow cattle^path. " D—m turtle," broke out Doc, in 

 ^sgust-^ana gave it a vigorous kick. This was exceptional 

 and very unusual in Doc, for he is a very polite gentleman, a 

 church member, and not known to indulge in profane language. 

 But then, fancy the provocation ! Expecting a score °of 

 chickens and finding- a mud turtle. Tis enough to make a 

 saint profane. 



A little further on we found and killed a couple of chickens ; 

 but after that I stayed behind, feeling very sick and distressed 

 and waiting for the editor and the wagon to overtake cae, 

 There I sat for more than an hour wishing very much I were 

 at home and "in my little bed." But at last came the editor, 

 the wagon and relief. The lost garment with all its contents 

 was found not far from our lunching place, and the editor, 

 hearing of my illness, told me at once that remedy was on 

 hand. His coat, among other things, was provided," it seems, 

 with a drug store, and up came from one of its innumerable 

 pockets a small vial, from which the editor kindly adminis- 

 tered forty drops in a tablespoon of water. It acted like a 

 charm. Here it is for the benefit of the reader : 



Laudanum, capsicum, spirits of camphor, peppermint and 

 Hoffman's anodyne, in partibus equalibus ; detur, thirty drops 

 for people in general, but forty for a grousehunter. brought to 

 grief by canned salmon and Delaware grapes. Pn.haf.um e*t. 

 All hough out of pain, I felt very weak and concluded to 

 stay in the wagon for the rest of the afternoon. But the edi- 

 tor and Doc. had pretty good shooting, finding quite a num- 

 ber of birds on the way back to Maelelia, where we arrived 

 just in time for supper. Our bag contained 4t5 grouse ; and 

 although it was less than we hud "expected, it was not so bad 

 after ail, considering Ihe weather and our several mishaps. It 

 was our intention to have one day more among the pinnated 

 gentry , but when we rose early the next morning a storm was 

 brewing, and the sky looked all around very threatening. We 

 decided therefore to take the morning train for St. Paul, which 

 we did ; but when we passed through the big woods the sky 

 had cleared up a little, and the editor and Doc. made up their 

 minds to stay there until the evening train and try their luck 

 with the ruffed grouse. So I left thorn there and continued 

 on to St. Paul, reaching my home just, as the storm broke 

 loose. Meeting my friends the next morning, they reported 

 as the result of their stay in the big woods ; six ruffed grouse 

 and a thorough wetting. 



Here eneleL the simple but truthful tale about the editor's 

 grouse hunt in Minnesota, in which the prominent points 

 seeru to be a loose wheel ring, an overheated dog, a wonderful 

 hunting t oat, cholera morbus and a mud turtle. J. S. 



. 



HUNTING- IN SULLIVAN CO*- 



The Beaverkill region of Sullivan, * 

 famous not only for the rare trout fi^' RD » 

 streams afford the angler, even in ' C **L. ,, 

 fishing within respectable' distanoiB. Cl0tll*~ 

 to be not much more than a ma^XSSBSSr* u™3L 

 and secure ridges where the u^p f) j )U l, tf , 



There is a section, howeve r^* '■' 

 kill and civilization, which ifflUgjf^ i'-ticg of Coat, V 

 fully asprolificin all that the .$SS3^Jb£; >,| 

 those "hatmadeNimrodsomight/^/^^-^'i : j:. 

 ship of Bethel, in Sullivan County, has surprised every body]! 

 year with the excellent hunting it has provided. C £ 

 Plenty; so many bear have not been seen since the days o 

 the prairie hunters; and as to jartridge-beg pardon, grou* 

 -and the smaller game, the woods have been full of them. 



The party killed five deer, all the fines kind Pants & 

 Newbtirgh Paterson, and other places, have been eq Sly 2£ 

 cessful, and twenty deer have been brought into MonftX 

 from Bethel smce the season opened. Nelrer MontiwllSS 

 grouse shooting is unsurpassed" Dave Avery' of The Mans on 

 House, who is equally at home behind setter or deeriioimd « 

 in hand-to-hand coutest with bear savs tht ill l , ' • 

 grouse shooting could never find better " P or than^an iTkaj 

 within three mdes of Monticello. Every day brings mr i7* 

 in from the surrounding country to enjoy the sport Crti 

 Pewl 18 ^ 6 t c , emre .?f ^ White Lake, RLck iX, Soffit 

 ™' • d e °* her v wud hunting regions, and I know of no more 

 convenient locality or one that gives better promise to X 

 sportsman than this same section of Sullivan County. °Th e 

 writer has just returned from a week's stay in the section and 

 knows whereof he speaks. From Monticed* one is °n eS 

 reach of the Beaverkill region also W 



tJmW^ZZT k n ed kst week b * local huntet ' s - «x mile» 

 £Tch £ •?• °^ was an enormous buck from the 

 Faresthrough ridges. The same week, local hunters ran a 

 buck a doe and a fawn into Sockett Pond, and got the buck 



BWk T % "7 ft SCaped ' There is a P^ of *°w Yorker, ai 

 Hack Lake at the present writing. They had captured a fine: 



Monticello has five trains from New York via Erie RailwaJI 

 to Port Jems, then by Port Jervis and Monticello I anS? J 

 Spor.snien visiting this region by going to the genial S 1 criff ^ 

 Morris's mansion house, will find everything plea" and ' 

 furnished full information as to hunting grounds e"e 



Wh §nUntft. 





HISTORY OF SALMON CULTURE InI 

 PENNSYLVANIA. 



{From the Basion Free Press.) 

 r\X October 26, 1870, the first black bass, about 450, frou. 

 ^S Harper's Ferry, were placed in the Delaware, just below 

 the Lehigh Dam. The project was suggested and urged by the 

 lute Thaddeus Nbrrie, and the funds for the purpose wen 

 raised by him and by Howard J. Ret der, Esq , and Q. W. 

 Stout, Esq., these latter raising in Easton $313, andMr'L 

 Norris about $1,000 in Philadelphia. The remainder ot the 

 funds not, applied to bass (about one-half) was then appliecil 

 by Mr. Morris to the experiment of stocking our waters witM 

 salmon. ^ It had occurred favorably to him that salmon woultM 

 live and'thrive in waters of the purity and temperature of the* 

 Delaware and its tributaries. 



Iii the winters of 1S70-'71 Mr. JSorris made arrangements! 

 with Mr. Christie, who ownetl a hatching establishment in 

 Duchess County, N. Y., for the purpose of this experiment. 

 the late Henry A. King, conductor on the Central Railroad 

 of JNew Jersey, an enthusiast in fish culture and anjdin<* 

 took a deep interest in these experiments, and he. with Mr! 

 Christie, personally superintended the bringing of the salmon 

 fry to Easton, where they arrived with the-nTon Decoration 

 Day, May 30, l«71,an exceedingly hot dav. They brought 

 about 2,000 salmon fry, about oue and a quarter inches lean' 

 Owing to the great heat of the day and the long journey one 

 hundred and fifty miles, and the lack of experience at that 

 time in transporting fry, they arrived in a bad condition, only 

 2,000 being alive out of many thousand, and most of these in 

 a very weak state. 



Mr. George W. Stout, who carried out all the details of Mr. 

 Norns' suggestions, with the aid of B. H Christie and Ids 

 brother, Leonard D. Christie, deposited the fry, on the even- 

 ing of their arrival, a part of them in the spring of the late 

 Paul Rader and the remainder in Benjamin Lerch's spring and 

 John Lerch's spring, These springs are all large and situated 

 on the Bushkill, about four miles above Easton. As these 

 fish were in such bad condition when deposited that it is not 

 known if any of them lived, the experiment was considered 

 unsatisfactory. 



The project was tBen conceived of bringing the e°gs from 

 Canada and hatching them on the ground, and iZMOegw 

 were received from Mr. Wilmot, Newcastle, Ontario' part "of 

 which were whitefkh, by Mr. George W. Stout on April 4 

 1872. On April Gth Mr. Stout, Mr. Thad. Korris and Mr. EL 

 J. Reeeler, placed the eggs in hatching boxes, previously pre- 

 pared in the fine spring of Jonathan Fly, about a mile west of 

 Easton. 



The salmon were very successfully hatched out untler Mr. 

 Fly s supervision, but the whitefish were a failure. These 

 salmon were placed in the large, spring by the Bushkill, im. 

 mediately below Yohe's upper dam, by Messrs. Stout, Korris, 

 Mark Warne and Mr. Fly. To make the experiment more 

 conclusive, hatching boxes were prepared, after Mr. Norris' 

 model, and placed in Mr. Heiizman's spring on the Delaware, 

 two miles above Easton, and on the 22d of March, 1873, the 

 same party placed in the boxes 40.0UO salmon eggs from the 

 hatching establishment of G. C. Atkins, Bucksport, Maine. 

 These were hatched out not so successfully as those by Mr. 

 Fly, but probably one-half survived and were placed in the 

 Delaware. 



