FOREST AND STREAM. 
Serr, 4, 1884.) 
Game in SoUTHHASTHRN Missour:,—Probably many of 
your readers in this part of the universe would like to ae- 
quaint themselves of some good place to hunt where game is 
plentiful and not hunted to death. We pride ourselves on 
living in the best game country in the United States. The 
woods are full of it and there are comparatively few hunters, 
Southeastern Missouri has always been noted as the game re- 
sort of central United States, but it is not generally known 
that wild deer run in large herds and wild turkey in great 
gangs within two miles of a city of 2,000 inhabitants, Such 
is the cage here. We are only 160 miles from St. Louis 
south on the main line of the St, Louis, Iron Mountain & 
Southern Railway, and only seventy miles west of Cairo, to 
which we are connected by a branch of the same road. If 
some of your readers would like good hunting aad fishing 
this fall at little expense I would advise them to visit South- 
cee Missouri by all means.—H. W. H. (Poplar Bluff, Mo., 
mg. 28), 
CHARLESTON, Ill., Aug, 25.—On 22dinst., W. A. Jeffries, 
D, H. Dowling, Douglas McCarty and J. L. Harris were out 
for a day’s shooting eight miles northeast of here. The day 
was cool and partly cloudy, with a gentle breeze from the 
north; the gentlemen reported having a fine time, and bagged 
nineteen young prairie chickens and one white crane. ‘They 
report game scarce,— Fox SQUIRREL. 
Aug, 26.—On the 23d a party of sportsmen, consisting of 
John Swisher, Jacob Pinkney and Arthur Ball, of Galion, O., 
and ©, O. Skidmore of this city, returned from Champaign 
county, about thirty-five miles north of here, where they had 
been camping out for four days, and shooting at the pin- 
nated grouse over their dogs—Pinkney’s Heck, Ball’s Dan 
and Skidmore’s June. ‘They bagged 113 pinnated grouse, 
most all of them fine young birds. They reported game 
plenty.—Fox SQurRREL. ; 
“Jem, if there’s a single buckshot hole in either of the hides 
you own it, if there’s only the bullet hole then you have no 
claim, and they belong to our friend. Are you both con- 
tent?’ We both said yes. The buck was shot through the 
head with a bullet, and no other mark appeared on bis mag- 
nificent body. The doe, too, was unmarked save by the 
fatal rifle ball. ‘Well, I’d like to know where my shots did 
20,” said poor dem. “Come here, Jem,” said Lije, ‘‘and 
Pl) show you.” Jem went with him, and Lije pointed out 
the shots, ‘Climb up, Jem, and satisfy yourself,” said Lije, 
“You must knock under this time, for our friend shoots a 
rifle, und none of the rest of us are loaded with No, 8s 
but you, and the shots are fresh.” Jem went up and cut out 
tiie shot, but when he came down he said, “You're all in a 
conspiracy to cheat me out of my rights. Tl hunt by my- 
self after this.” Poor Jem| 
As I write, the buck’s head, nively mounted, by the skill 
of Lije Jones, looks benignly down on me from the glass 
substitutes that man has put im the room of deer’s eyes. 
SOMERSET, Pa., Sept. 1, 1884. AMATEUR. 
THE STAR MOUNTAIN BUCK. 
ee big buck of the season was killed yesterday by Fur- 
man Kneeland, of Brooklyn, and his guide, Andrew 
Rogers, of this place. This is no doubt the real “Star 
Mountain buck,” which the hunters have been after for 
years. He has giyen the dogs many a bard race and the 
hunters many anxious hours on watch posts. Kneeland had 
gone with Rogers to start the dogs. and when the buck 
jumped up Kneeland gave him the first shot through the 
neck, Rogers finished him while on the run by ashot in the 
back. 
There can be ne doubt about the deer, as he was killed on 
Star Mountain. I have sent the head to J. G. Bell, No, 435 
Broadway, to be set up. When done, it will be worth 
spending a little time to see, The horns have six prongs on 
one and seyen on the other, one provg, next the head, being 
twelve inches long. 
We have killed five bucks this month and not one doe. 
This we think very fortunate. 
Parividge shooting begins next week, and all hands are 
very uneasy. Guns and dogs all ready, 
The laws have been more respected this year than ever, 
and we have had fish and venison every day when in season. 
The trout fishing continues good. The guests of the house 
catch enough each day for the tables. Most of them are 
taken by the ladies, trolling with flies, 
The first cold storm will start the salmon trout. 
A. R. FuuiEr, 
Game IN Kenrucky,—Southern Kentucky, August.—l 
saw 2 bevy of nearly full grown quail last week. Have 
heard of others, The summer has been fayorabie, and this 
fall’s crop should by odds be the largest found for many 
years. Wing-shooting has grown very popular, and every 
boy’s ambition is to save up enough to buy one of those mag- 
nificent shotguns warranted of finest materials and work- 
manship, at the fabulously low figure of twelve dollars for 
next thirty days, to introduce them in your neighborhood. 
After that time not one of those fine guns will be sold for 
twenty-five dollars; less than actual cost of the locks. But 
that we bought an immense stock at a bankrupt sale, or 
‘mine brudder stole em,” they couldn’t be sold for anything 
near that price. Two flocks of turkeys within a mile, ruffed 
grouse on every mountain, a few,deer in occasional localities; 
MnAcham Lan, Adirondacks, Aug. 27% 
every promise of fine sport soon.—K BNTUCKIAN. 
CAMP BREAD. 
Kditoy Forest and Stream: 
Several correspondents of Formst AND STREAM, who have 
taken part in the discussion arising from “‘Nessmuk’s” receipt 
for camp bread, seem unaware of the fact that the best camp 
bread can be made without baking powder or yeast. 
To all campers-out who prefer to eat bread without taking 
a Seidlitz powder as a part of its composition—and what else 
is baking powder?—l heartily commend the following re- 
eeipt, well known in the Middle and Southern States as 
“Maryland biscuits” or ‘‘beaten biscuits”: 
Take one guart of flour, one tablespoonful of lard, one 
teaspoonful of salt, enough water—or half water and half 
milk, if you can get milk—to make a stiff dough. Mix thor- 
ApIRONDACK GAME.—Chateaugay Lake, N. Y. Aug, 25.— 
Woodcock and snipe and plover are now sought after, and 
good bags tell of the metal of guns, dogs and sportsmen, 
In a week from this time ruffed grouse will be ready for 
shooting; there are quite a number in our woods, all nearly 
grown. Deer are very plenty this fall. ‘Chere is a beautiful 
buck’s head hanging in the office that was shot at some 
twenty times by an old hunter; but I think he must have 
had the fever or a poor gun.—OLD GUIDE. 
Camp Sire Hlickerings. 
—— 
oughly and then beat with an axe or club for half an hour, a eas 43 
or until the dough becomes light and elastic. Any smooth, SS are 
thick board, or a smooth stump or log will answer to beat| — ; 135. 
the dough on. Then mould the dough with the hands or cut 
with a tin-box lid into biscuits one-half inch thick and two 
inches across. Puncture the top of each biscuit several 
times with a fork and put them into a Dutch oven and bake 
with a moderately hot fire, as any other bread should be 
baked in camp. 
Let any one once eat these biscuit properly baked and he 
will never again want a ‘‘Seidlitz powder Discuit,” such as 
the large majority of campers-out, including the United 
States Army, now must regard as the staff of life while in 
camp. 
These biscuit have the great advantage of keeping longer 
* ina comparatively fresh and palatable condition than any 
other bread except “hard tack.” Enough might be made at 
each baking to last the camp a weeks. 
Jt will be observed that there is nothing that is not nutri- 
tious In these biscuit, and the inconvenience and expense 
that ‘““Nessmuk” mentions, of the immense amount of baking 
powder needed in the woods, is done away with, Nor will 
any kind ef weather interfere with making beaten biscuits 
or necessitate any change in the proportion of the ingredients. 
ELERIDGE. 
Te morning was cold and frosty. The gray streak of 
dawnt was scarcely yet visible in the eastern horizon; 
the stars and waning moon shone brightly, and the crisp leaf 
sparkled with its gems of frozen dew as I left the train at D. 
and entered the stage coach for 5. A few hours’ ride in the 
latter would bring me to the place of my destination, where 
I hoped to enjoy some rare sport in one of my favorite 
pastimes, hunting the noblest game that roams through 
woodland haunts—deer and elk. I had a mania for big 
horns. Already a fine pair of antlers graced my sanctum, 
the largest in all the surrounding country; and yet my ambi- 
tion was not satisfied, for I believed that.a larger pair existed 
somewhere in the tangled forest, and I lived in mortal dread 
lest some other lucky hunter should capture them and thus 
exult over me. I fondly hoped that upon this trip I might 
have the good fortune to secure the coveted prize. , 
My “‘trusty rifle” had been carefully stowed away beneath 
the driver’s seat and I took my place inside the coach, 
wrapped in my camp blanket for protection from the keen 
mountain air of early morning. I was the only passenger; 
therefore my camp equipage had been placed inside with 
me, We had been rattling over the frozen ground for a short 
time when, upon a high hill overlooking’ a deep and dark 
valley, whose depths seemed unfathomable, the stage sud- 
denly stopped and the driver dismounted to make some ad- 
justwent of the harness before making the descent from the 
bold mountain top to the valley below. The horses were 
very restless, and as the driver turned to remount they took 
fright, and, bounding forward, they hurled the luckless 
driver to the ground. Away sped the wild steeds down the 
mountain side. As soon as I had recovered sufficiently 
from my momentary fright I essayed to jump from the 
coach, but on looking out the daik chasm seemed ready to 
engulf me; to jump was certain death, We seemed 
io fly like the wind along the edge of the most frightful 
precipices. The sweat stood in large drops upon my brow 
as momentarily I expected to be hurled to destruction. If I 
could gain the driver's seat I might secure the reins and 
check this terrible speed. To climb around on the outside 
was simply impossible; so, drawing my hunting knife, | 
proceeded to cut my way through to the front. In this I 
Was soon successful, and to my intense delight found the 
lines securely fastened to the brake bar, The next moment 
I held them firmly within my grasp, and with my foot upon 
the brakes was exerting my utmost strength to check this 
lightning speed. On, on we dashed, while the fire flashed 
from the steel-shod hoofs of the mad coursers, and the iron 
wheels of the ponderous coach ground to powder the very 
rock with irresistible power. The horses were reeking with 
foam and the sweat was rolling from my face s0 as to almost 
blind my sight. But now we have left the down grade and 
ave dashing along a narrow valley by the side of a mountain 
stream. Our headlong speed begins to slacken, and I soon 
have the satisfaction of stopping the runaways by reining 
them into a side cut against a steep bank. Just as we came 
to a full halt some dark moving objects on the opposite bank 
attract my attention. Judge of my surprise on beholding in 
CANTONMHNT ON THE UNCOMPAHGRE. Col. 
SMALL-Borus.—Hdiior Forest and Stream:  Smail-bore 
puns are aguin coming to the front. I find my shooting 
friends in Europe are getting it down fine; they write to me 
about 20-gauge now 28-gauge, and the best productions of 
the celebrated borer, Ford, have got it down to 410, of what 
we call .41-caliber. I will say that our guns are entirely too 
heavy. I often come across a friend who has just got’ him 
a 10-gauge 10 pound, and paid a good price, that would have 
justified ihe weight not over 74 or 8 pounds. My guns in 
10-2auge do not weigh 8 pounds, and my 12-bores 62 pounds. 
They are thick at the breech, and do not appear to jar any 
more than heavy guns. J have been induced by a friend to 
get one of these small-bores, He recommends 20-gauge, I 
took his advice and gave an order for a 16-gauge, 5 pounds. 
Not that 1 expect a 16-gauge to beat my 8 on wild fowl, but 
T do expect my new 16 to be equal to my old 12 on quail and 
snipe, and I lave lost two pounds weight, which is consider- 
able, when a man wot over strong has to keep pace with our 
Bore every one of which [ get is a little faster than my last. 
—ALMO. 
SALEM, Mass., Aug. 30, 1884.—The past week has shown 
us a few more birds in this vicinity, Among them one bunch 
ot twenty ‘black-breasters” (C. viryintus), one or two cur- 
lew, quite a number of summer yellow-legs, some grass birds, 
and smaller ones. Saw three black ducks (A. obscura) and 
several loons (0. torguatus), and one lot of five blue winged 
teal, the first I have seen this fall, Saw the first meadow 
_ snipe (G. wilsonii) last Thursday. I saw recently in Good- 
dale’s store, Boston, a white egret, that was shot at Tops- 
} field. There ought to be some rail and some snipe, as the 
gronnds are in fine order. Monday is partridge day.— 
7 Ke Yoh : 
_ - 
the dim light of morning, as the moving objects emerge 
from a natrow gorge, a band of elk, which are going toward 
the main valley down which to make their escape, and they 
are led by the very champion of the forest that I had dreamed 
of—a buck with the stateliest pair of antlers I ever beheld; 
in fact, the grandest pair that ever graced the head of the 
monarch of mountain or glen. It was but the work of a 
moment to bring out my rifle and quickly to adjust a shell, 
and asits sharp crack echoed from rock to rock I had the 
pleasure of beholding the monster come rolling down to the 
water’s edge. Springing from my seat to make sure of the 
prize, I found myseli—awake by the side of my bed, and my 
wife ¢éomplaining bitterly that my elbows had nearly punched 
her very life out, The horns were gone. EUGENE, 
Sea and River Sishing. 
THE RANGELEY LAKES. 
aa group of lakes known by this name are not so thor- 
oughly set forth by any guide book that I am ac- 
quainted with but that a short account of their advantages 
in the way of fishing and hunting may prove interesting to 
your readers, 
Beginning at the most southern point of the waterway at 
Lake Umbagog, there comes in the chain next northerly 
Willekennebacook, Mollechunkamunk, Mooselucmaguntic, 
Cussuptic and Rangeley, which last named lake gives the 
title to the series. To the north of Rangeley and over, a 
carry good for three miles, very bad for seven miles, lies 
Kennebago. To the north and-west of this is Lake Parma- 
cheenee. ‘These last two lakes, although separated from the 
others, are properly a part of the same system. ‘The carries 
between these two and the nearest other lake in the water- 
way are Jonger than any of the others, say ten to fourteen 
miles, and much rougher and more difficult. They are all, 
however, furnished with buckboard conveyances, which 
undertake to conyey passengers, provided they can retain 
their seats over the boulders and boggy places, Any reason- 
able amount, of baggage is transported free of charge. 
The lakes are all very excellent for fishing except during 
the months of July and August. In these months lakes 
Kennebago and Parmacheenee are the only ones in which 
the trout will rise to the fly in the open lake. In the little 
brooks emptying into the lakes, fish can be taken any time, 
with the tly or with bait. Very large fish are taken in 
Mooselucmaguntic at any time by deep-water fishing with 
bait. The second week in August an angler from Boston 
took three very large catches. One of seven trout weighing 
four pounds, another of eight averaging fo and a half 
pounds, another of five averaging five and a half pounds. 
The largest, fish in any of these catches weighed six and 
three-quarter pounds. ‘They were caught with the angle 
worm in water about one hundred feet deep, and were the 
genuine speckled brook trout (Salmo fontinalis), not lakers. 
It is advisable to be thus particular, as the natives, and 
eyen guides are very misleading in their talk about fish, 
everything with them being a trout. 
IT do not mean this to impugn their truthfulness, but 
simply their lack of accuracy in speech. The size of the 
fish tuken in Kennebago during July and August rarely ex- 
ceeds thirteen inches in length. But from five inches up to 
this size, they are very abundant and give good sport to 
either the fly-fisher ur the more prosaic baiter. Within five 
hours’ fishing a party of three of us took in trolling with the 
fly and in fishing from the anchored boat with the worm 
and fly, about one hundred and twenty very beautiful 
specimens. Many more under seven inches in length were 
cast baek in the lake. 
As for hunting, there is excellent sport in either of the two 
most northern lakes, Parmacheenee, however, being the 
best. There is no trouble in getting plenty of shots (1 will 
say nothing of bagging the game) at moose, caribou and 
deer. All of these must be shot after October 1, although, of 
course, the law is continually evaded and meat of either 
of these kinds can be obtained at any time by those who 
are willing to break the law. True sportsmen, however, 
should resolutely refuse to do this. Many would-be sports- 
men come here prepared to pay the fine of forty dollars for 
each offense, and indeed one of them informed against him- 
selt, paid his fine and departed with his antlered trophy, a 
happy man. But he brought his conscience with him, and 
that a good many forget. : 
The naturalist will find many examples of the beavers 
skill in the way of dams built by them and large trees 
gnawed down by their sharp teeth. One I saw measured 
eighteen inches in diameter, Fine specimens of loons, eagles, 
bears and all other animals of this region may be easily 
obtained. 
The lakes are traversed by small steamboats and there is 
no hardship imposed upon the tourist, save that of walking 
the carries. Camps abound in all directions, and these are 
fitted up with all cooking and table utensils, and can be hired 
at fifty cents a day. Orif you hire a guide at $2.50 per day, 
he will generally ‘‘throw in” a camp of his own. Sleeping 
upon one of the beds in the log huts upon the soft spruce 
twigs, inhaling their delightful fragrance, cloying as an ex- 
otic perfume, is a sensation that must be experienced before 
it can be understood. Why do not physicians prescribe 
mattresses stuffed with this lung-healing and health-giving 
substance for their consumptive patients? ‘lhe hotels, so 
called, aré numerous enough at each of the carries, and con- 
tain all the comforts if not the luxuries of life. A few are 
lathed and plastered, but the great number have bare floors 
and board partitions, giving you dissolving views of your 
neighbors’ toilet by candle light, and acquainting you with 
all the different varieties of the hnman snore. 
In addition to these there are several angling associations 
where you will find excellent quarters if duly provided with 
letters of introduction through their members. All these de- 
tails can be easily learned through the guide book and ex- 
cellent map prepared by ©. A. J. Farrar, of Middle Dam, 
Lake Mollechunkamunk, Maine. I would advise the reader 
not to attempt a pronunciation of these names except through 
the aid of one of the spelling schools, which the hotels get 
up in this region to improve the neglected education of the 
stiff-tongeued New Yorkers. 1 never knew butone man who 
could pronounce al! off-hand, and he died within a week 
after he had attained the accomplishment, of a horrible 
variety of lockjaw. 
As for the different ways of getting to the lakes, one is 
about as exorbitant in the matter of stage fares as another, 
except that the most unique swindle is practiced on the 
route from Cambridge to Bethel, where the charge of $3 is 
made for+a trip of twenty-six miles, which, although the 
