"May 10, 1888.] 



FOREST AND STREAM. 



v art tul stsutial evidence, of the stated service "before pUr- 

 tlasirg any that might be for sale. 



The Collie Club constitution and by-laws is adorned with 

 an excellent likeness of Mr. Geo. K. K'rehl's Eclipse. A well 

 merited compliment to .such a typical dog. His owner is a 

 typical gentleman and a typical fancier and his name would 

 grace the list of honorary numbers of the Collie Club of 

 America. 



AMERICAN KENNEL REGISTER. 



FOLLOWING are the numbers of the dogs entered in 

 the April number of the Avicriean Kennel Reg- 

 ister; 



BEAGLES. 



(5105. B.. V. D. Brown. C107. Run, F. D. Hallett, 



610ti. Little. Duchess, F. TIallett. G1Q8. Rover, Evans & Lowery. 



CHESAPEAKE BAY DOGS. 

 (5109. Bow, U. Kennel Club. 6110. Sis, F. C. McLean. 



COLLIES. 



BUI. Duke lir., J. A. Grinrtall. (51 13. Shop III., A. Fairwcathcv. 

 Royal Vico, Geo. Frit?. 



GREAT DANES. 



6114. Cbimo, J. Wills. 



GREYHOUNDS. 

 611?. Vv r ahnn, C. B. Mitchell. 



IT A! ;i ,\ N GS EY HOUNDS. 



6116. Peach, L. Hansen. 



MASTIFFS. 



6117. Beatrix, F. L. Calkins. 6133. Sir Edward, A. N. Keu. 



6118. Benjamin Franklin. T. C. 8187. VYacouta Alalia, Wacouta 



Grain. Kennels. 



6119. Cleopatra 11., A. Heigh way B'.2«. Wacouta Donna, Wacouta 



6120. Greenwood Neio. J. E. De n- Kennelc 



niston. 6129. Wacouta Mona, Wacouta 



6121. Kenneth 11.. W. Thurston. Kennels. 



6122. Leo IV., W. K. Warwick. ("ISO. Wacouta Hear], Wacouta 

 612:5. Nero 11., 0. S. Brum. Kennels. 



6124. Phiona, J. M. Dolan. 6131, Wyoming Duke, F. Pierce. 



6125. Queen of Ashmant, E. F. 613:3. Wyoming Duchess, D. M. 



Woodcock. Pierce. 



POINTERS. 



6133. Bang's Van, C. F. Jordan. 6135. Hannah J., Warner & 



6134. Don Francis, G. H. Me- Hamilton. 



Kinuey. 6136. Johnny, R. E. Terwillet'er. 



PUGS, 



6137. Boycott, Al. G. Kherhart. 6140. Tricksy, A. E. Adams. 



6138. Dandy Doi , J. O. Brewster, 6 J 41. Vuma-Yuma. C. Wheat- 

 61S9. Snap 11., .las. I.I. Wnitney. leigb. 



ST. BERNARDS. 

 Rough-Co ateo. 

 6142. Beinie Pierce, W.H.Pierce. 6148. Mora. Essex Kennels. 

 0143. Chequassel Argur, L. II. 3149. Neumann, A. V.Asire. 

 Buhrrnan. 6150. Nona, D. W. Spooner. 



6144. Chequassct NnreLsus, J. 0151. Nord, L. Ticbcnor. 



A. Nismith. CI 52. Roma. W. C. Newell. 



6145. Gordon W.B., A.".V. Smith, i-l.r.3. Spot II.. J. M. Iviernan. 



6146. Jess. A. E. Lincoln. 6154. Tristan, O. M. Volger. 



6147. Leo Pierce, W. H. Pierce. 



Smooth-Coated. 



6155. Capitola, F. T. Cray. 6169. Duke of Lougwood, H. S. 



6156. Chequassct Abbess, Che- Howe. 



quasset Kennels. 6161. Juna, G.W. Sehenk. 



0157. Chequassct Normau, Che- 6162. Lola, G. W. Sehenk. 



quasset Kennels. 6163. Lvra, C. Wills. 



6158. Duchess of Montrose, E. J. 6164. Monk of Ratblin, G. L. 



Roderick. Bodley. 

 61'i9. Duke of Brnnswicfe I San- 010c Fiuto, G. W. Scbenk 



dors. 6166. Rex II., J. B. Ropes. 



SETTERS.— ENfiusu Setteus. 

 6167. Rover H., T. Higgs. 6168. Royal Fiusb, J. C. Sbuler. 



Gordon Setters. 

 61G9. Queen, T. F. Sigler. 



Irish. Setters. 



6170. Damon, M. J. Hickox. 9177. Ned Elcbo II., E. F. Starkey 



6171. Gliona, ('. L Pine. 6178. Patrick. M. Gi fiord. 



6172. Glvndon, W. H. Emory. 6179. Ross, C. H. Willis. 



6173. Kino, J. E. Vickerv. 6180. Ruby Rm al, S. S. Nicholas. 



6174. Lady Rose, Onota Kennels. 1-181. The Bard, O. G. Brooks. 



6175. Lassie II., F. H. Foote. 6182. Wanda, R, A. Spalding. 



6176. Mike IV., C. L. Pine. 



SPANIELS.— Fiedd and Cooker Spaniels. 



6183. Calumet Jet, U. S. Whislei . 618fi. Era nk Obo U.,F. A. Schmidt 



6184. Captain Obo, G. Krause. 6186. Milton, W, S. Whisler. 



Irish Water Spaniels. 



6187. Oneida Belle, Utica Kennels. 



TE BRIERS. — Bull-Terr ie fts. 



6188. Mustard, Rockdale Ken- 6189. Nell II.. Wm. M. Sibley. 



nels. 



Fox-Terriers. 



6190. Nell, H. A. Harris. 6192. Pond Lily, F. K. Chaffee. 



6191. Nora, E. F. Stupplebeen. 6193. Pudds, R. S. Washburn. 



lliLSH TERUIERS. 



6194. Kathleen III., L. A. Shaw. 0195. Shan Dhu, L. A. Shaw. 



Scotch Terriers. 

 0196. Ben Lee, F. F. Fell. 6199. Gipsy, J. J. Nussbaumor. 



6197. Buun, F. F. FeU. 6200. Gipsy II., F. F. Feb. 



0198. Dottie, J. J. Nussbaumer. 



Skye Terriers. 



6201. Fritz-Monarch, O. Stevenson. 



Yorkshire Terriers. 



6202. Harry, C. N. Symonds. 



NIGHTS WITH THE COONS. 



III. — BY DAYLIGHT. 



THE coon story I am going to try and interest the readers 

 of Foeest AND Stbeam with happened ten or twelve 

 years ago back in Ohio, in a section of that State where 

 coons and coon hunters were pretty well represented, espe- 

 cially the latter. 



Early one winter morning four of us, brothers, were agree- 

 ably surpised to find the ground covered with abont four 

 inches of snow, and it was unanimously decided while get- 

 ting into our pautaloons that we should take a grand hunt 

 that day. 



It was about the first snow of the season , and as we had 

 not been on a rampage for some little time.it did not take us 

 long to get ourselves in fighting trim. 



After a. hasty breakfast we proceeded to arm and equip 

 ourselves for the clay's adventures; which, in brief, con- 

 sisted of Tom pocketing- a miniature howitzer, Eben should- 

 ering his double-barrel breechloader and stuffing his pock- 

 ets full of shells, while Hen merely changed his shoes for 

 rubber boots and I supplied myself with the necessary 

 hottles of powder and shot to feed my old muzzleloader. 



Then with Tohy, the dog, in the lead, we filed out of town 

 on our errand of destruction amid the plaudits of the popu- 

 lation. We were all , hunters from way back— or thought 

 we were, Tom being the oldest was recognized always as 

 general-in chief, and Eben, or Eb for short, who was 

 next in age and experience, was to furnish the brainwork 

 and woodcraft for the party, while I and my shotgun 

 were to form a sort of reserve fighting force. 



Hen, although somewhat older than myself, made no such 

 pretentions as I and was therefore awarded the position of 

 general utility man with implicit instructions to keep one 

 eye on the dog. 



This dog being an important factor in my story will bear 

 description. He was too big to be a pup and not old enough 

 to be a dog, and when about 50yds. distant it took fine figur- 

 ing to tell which end was head and which wasn't on account 

 of the super-abundance of dark sorrel curly hair. We had 

 invested two dollars in him as a poodle and expected him to 



develrp into a tesutful spaniel, hut he didn't develop that 

 way lor a ctnt ard the woist of it is we have never as yet 

 tnadc up our minds what he did develop into, and he still 

 live s, or did a week ago; 



This was his initial trip and we all were very anxious to 

 see some evidence that our two dollars had not gone for 

 nothing. Hen and myself were also to some extent unde- 

 veloped, and knowing this to be the case, Tom and Eb were 

 firmly decided to lest us as well as Toby, and in return we 

 expected great things of our older brothers, as they were 

 constantly reminding us of the fact that they were enabled 

 to teach us all that was necessary in the art of hunting. 

 You can see, that although this hunting trip was hastily 

 arranged, it had great responsibility resting upon it. 



We meandered about over portions of the country con- 

 sidered the best for our purpose until the greater part of the 

 day had gone, and although we managed to run across an 

 occasional rabbit, pheasant or bevy of quail, nothing had as 

 yet been done which could be taken as a sample of the capa- 

 bilities of the three .separate and distinct classes of hinders 

 represented in our party. 



We finally turned our footsteps in the homeward direction, 

 all hands thoroughly disgusted with the day's results. 

 Hen and I being particularly so, and our exalted" opinions of 

 our brothers had taken a terrible tumble after banking so 

 much on their alnlity to supply us with plenty of sport.' In 

 this frame of mind we arrived at the edge of a large woods, 

 and knowing this to be our last hope, as the way beyond was 

 over public roads not overly supplied with game, we decided 

 to give this woods a thorough search. After about a half 

 hour's rest and council of war held' on the top rail of the 

 boundary fence, it was decided to divide the army in two 

 divisions, ami in short order Eb and Hen were gliding off to 

 the right, while Tom and T sneaked off to the Left with the 

 customary '"peeled eyes, open ears and cat-like tread." Toby 

 was allowed to exercise his ovvu sweet will in running from 

 one parts- to the other, hoping he would make a ten strike 

 while so doing. Tom and I had been goingit Indian fashion 

 for perhaps half an hour, when a succession of short, shrill 

 whistles were heard in the direction the right wing of our 

 army was supposed to be, and with a hurried "That's meat," 

 Tom set off in that direction with me following as best I 

 could. After about fifteen minutes of hard work dodging 

 low limbs, shying at half hidden logs and picking ourselves 

 up occasionally, we arrived upon the scene of battle — which 

 was to be. 



Some distance off I had noticed Eb and Toby cavort- 

 ing about a large tree of some kind, while every few seconds 

 the former would take aim with his gun at some object up 

 in the tree, which would cause Hen, who was taking it easy 

 on an adjacent log, to say '"Now hold on a minute till the 

 other fellows pet here or you'll spoil all the. fun." 



''What is it?" panted Tom, as we came up. 



"Dunuo; coons I guess." 



"Where?" 



"Up there," taking protracted aim at the cause of all this 

 uneasiness. 



There, sure enough, at the top of the old dead oak — which, 

 by the way, was about thirty-five or forty feet high, without 

 a limb or knot of any land, and about as big around as a 

 flour barrel — was a little tuft of grayish brown hair just vis- 

 ible to the naked eye. And after Tom and I had taken sev- 

 eral trips around the tree to take in the sight from all points, 

 nearly dislocating our necks by so doing, we induced Eben 

 to join us with lieu on the log to hold another council of 

 war. Toby took the responsibility upon himself to watch 

 the quarry, and he very complacently seated himself on his 

 hindlegs, keeping one eye on the top of the tree and the other 

 on us, while we laid our heads together to devise ways innu- 

 merable of dislodging that tuft of hair. 



( limbiug that tree was out of the question, and none of us 

 were in favor of turning loose one of the shotguns in that 

 direction: and after using our lungs pretty freely, also our 

 arms and clubs, with no avail, we retired to the log again for 

 another debate. 



Our only hope seemed to be a small sapling which grew 

 alongside the old oak. Of about the robustness of a fishing 

 pole was its constitution, and the limbs and branches were 

 m proportion. Tom was the first to volunteer to do the 

 climb act, and, for that matter, the last, too, as he had no 

 opposition whatever in his desire; for beyond a doubt the 

 one who was to climb that tree and start the game, would 

 surely "be up a tree" when the fun came off. 



Shedding his coat and spitting on his hands, Tom em- 

 braced the sapling affectionately and proceeded to slowly 

 ascend heavenward, while the rest of us encouraged him 

 now and then by advising him that he was getting there in 

 great shape, it ain't much further, and all that sort of truck. 

 Amid much grunting, "shinning" and hunching, Tom 

 slowly meandered upward. 



Finally he mauaged to get on a level with that still 

 motionless tuft of hair, and breathlessly ejaculated, 

 "Coons!" 



"How many?" in three breaths from below. 



"Three, Look out now, I'm going to stir them up," and 

 after waiting for us to get good and reaely he began to shoo 

 and wave one arm wildly, Eb breathlessly waiting with gun 

 cocked, while Hen and 1 gripped our clubs tightly, I having 

 laid aside my gun for the time being. Toby still silently 

 sat in the snow and eyed the cop of the tree. After exhaust- 

 ing himself shooing and gesticulating Tom called out, 

 "Guess I'll have to give 'em a load," and he proceeded to do 

 so, whereupon the ball opened. With the crack of the 

 revolver a slapping big coon hastily poked her head and 

 shoulders over the edge of the nest, and before she had time 

 to bat her eyes twice Eb's guu cracked and with a convulsive 

 leap she was down among us. She came down something 

 like a huge flying squirrel, and not just exactly expecting 

 such an abrupt introduction we three boys retreated a little 

 at first. 



She had scarcely touched the ground ere Toby, of whom so 

 much was expected and so little known, brought a blush to 

 our cheeks and admiration to our minds by immediately 

 pouncing upou her and proceeding to chew her ears and all 

 the other parts of her anatomy. 



After the first few seconds we three recovered ourselves 

 and advanced in full force to aid our dog, but he needed 

 nothing of that sort, as by the time we got everything favor- 

 ably arranged so as to deliver a knock out blow with one of 

 our clubs we suddenly became aware of the fact that nothing 

 of that sort was required, as the coon was dead as a herring. 



Upon examination we found that Tom had aimed for vital 

 parts, and Eben's shotgun had done no small amount of 

 damage, having pretty well shattered the whole front end 

 of said coon. This, in adtlition to the gentle resistance given 

 by the ground when it and the coon came together, was 

 sufficient to incapacitate any coon from affording a good 

 Lest of a young dog's fighting proclivities. So putting Toby 

 back to his previous standing in our minds, we began to 

 prepare for No. 2. After abolishing Eb's shotgun and allow- 

 ing him to skirmish around for a cudgel, we threw ourselves 

 in position and called next. We had also requested Tom to 

 excuse his howitzer and do a little more shooing, which he 

 did, but with no avail, and to hasten matters he again 

 turned his revolver loose in the top of the old tree, and in 

 response out popped another coon. This one sailed down 

 among us just like its predecessor, only to be set upon and 

 doueup in much quicker order. This time we actually man- 

 aged to get in a lick or two with our clubs before we made 

 up our minds that he was no more, and I guess the only 

 reason that we did so was because, we struck first and held 

 the inquest afterward. 



While engaged in this latter business we all came to the ' 

 conclusion that this was stale fun, and it seemed as if we I 



were to be docmed to disappointment in bur variohs inteh- 

 tiers. I really felt more sorry for Toby than any of the rest 

 for he had shown his willingness so far not to shirk and 

 in letnm had received only common every-day praise from 

 us. 



While discussing this subject and minutely examining 

 the dead coons, 1 suppose Tom got tired clinging so fondly 

 to the little sapling. At any rate we were startled by the 

 crack of his revolver and before we had time to look up coon 

 No. 3 was with us, and the circus was opened again in 

 full blast, and the elephant was surely exhibited to the 

 audience. 



To all appearances that coon had come to stay, and for a 

 second or so he had everything to himself, while we were 

 scrambling about trying to lay hands on weapons of ahV 

 kind, having loosened our grip bit everything Upon the aUtt* 

 den arrival of Me Coon, 



Toby, full of conceit on account of his previous victories, 

 as sooh as be could extricate himself from Eb's legs in which 

 he had become entangled in the excitement, made a dash at 

 the coon which by this time had prepared to repel boarders 

 and In short order he and his adversary came together, 



Now our much doted on dog, being young and foolish and 

 Hushed with success, did not wait for a gooel opening but 

 bit on to the first part he came t o, and the iesultwast.bat 

 Toby, in about the middle of the first round, gave tongue 

 pretty freely and said "nuff," "nuff" about as plainly as any 

 of us could have said it . 



By this time we hael mustered enough small arms and 

 ourage to rush to the rescue of our beloved dog, and Suc- 

 ceeded in allowing him to get the opportunity to escape 

 and run away a few yards to rub his head vigorously in 

 the gnow as if something hot was in one of bis ears. 



Then the coon made a rush and alter receiving a few wild 

 and scattering blows from our clubs, as we were all very 

 anxious to keep a certain distance between us and said cooii, 

 he managed to break our ranks and strike out for a neig bor- 

 ing tree. But Toby again appeared on deck and after a 

 couple of dodges and passes, they once more fondly embraced. 

 We were not long in coming to'his assistance this time, and 

 as Eb began to use his boots at every favorable opportunity, 

 having used up his rotten limb, Hen and I distributed tell- 

 ing blows equally upon dog and coon, with the result that 

 Toby soon decided be would like to retire for a few moments 

 agai n, and I am forced to say that we were as much to blame 

 for this as the coon. 



While our dog was busily engaged in rubbing his head in 

 the snow for the second time, the coon once more essayed 

 to break ranks and reach the coveted tree. 



Hen happened to be-between the enemy and the tree, and 

 as a matter of course received most of the attention of him. 

 The coon's onslaught was so fierce, and Hen's retreat— with 

 his face to the foe, though— so rapid, that Eb and I coulel 

 scarcely keep up. let alone deliver a knock-out blow. Hen 

 fought with desperation in his eye, and when his club broke 

 off short, after hurling the piece at his foe, he begau to use 

 his feet in a remarkably active manner. But this didn't 

 amount to much on account of his having on rubber boots. 

 Finally, mustering what little strength he had left, Hen 

 aimed a terrible kick at the coon, which, had it taken the 

 intended effect, would have ended the aff air right there, but 

 instead, he scored a clean miss, and as his leg swept by the 

 coon made a quick snap and fastened to his boot top. This 

 caused Hen to lose his balance, and he went over backward 

 with an unearthly yell. I'll never forget that moment as 

 long as t live (nor will Hen), and the expression on his face 

 just then is simply indescribable, so I won't try to do it. It 

 looked to me as if Hen was of the opinion that he was a 

 goner, and in fact it did look that way for an instant, as 

 that coon was evidently on his mettle and hael no repug- 

 nance to hitting a fellow when he was down. Indeed, things 

 were getting to such a fine point as to cause Tom to dry up 

 his haw-hawing up in the sapling and allow his eyes to, 

 bung out, so to speak. 



We were just about thinking that Hen would have to have 

 it out all by himself, but he soon clearly showed us that all 

 our fears were for nothing, as his head had hardly touched 

 the snow, when his legs new tip like catapults, anel the coon 

 was forced to lose his grip and tumble in a heap in the snow 

 beyond Hen's head and right at the foot of the tree, which 

 he had evidently been trying to reach. He lost no time in. 

 righting .himseif, and proceeded to shin up the tree rather 

 lively. 



But by this time Toby had decideel to try his luck again, 

 and he just managed to get therein time to seize the coon 

 by the tail ere he got bey r ond his reach. 



Then there was a tug of war. The coon didn't want to 

 come down again and Toby was determined he should, and 

 while the coon heltl on to the tree with a death grip the dog 

 just shook himself in his endeavors to induce him to let go. 

 In addition Eb and I arrived about this time, and as neither 

 of us had our clubs, we began pounding the coon with our 

 fists. Still the animal clung to the tree, and there is no 

 telling how long he would have stayeel there had not Hen 

 picked himself up hastily and come for that coon with blood 

 m his eye and a huge club in his hand. With one fell swoop 

 the circus closed, almost disloca ting Toby's neck, for Hen 

 swept that coon off the tree with such force that the dog 

 was carried a little distance with the flying corpse before he 

 could extricate his teeth from their hold. 



Leaving Toby to see that no life nor whole bones remained 

 we three retired to our council log to recuperate, while Tom 

 seeing the fun was over just slackened his grip on the sap- 

 ling and he was with us. 



We built a good fire, for we felt chilly after our violent 

 exercise and proceeded to hold an inquest and a skinning 

 bee with the following recapitulation. 



No. 1 was the old mother coon hereself, and in addition to 

 the injuries she received at the hands of our ground forces, 

 we discovered a capacious hole in her abdomen, the result 

 of Tom's howitzer. 



No. 2 was a young, yet full grown one of the masculine 

 gender, and as far as we were able to investigate had died of 

 natural causes. 



No. 3 was also of this class, anel we were considerably 

 taken down upon discovering that one of his hinellegs had 

 been broken close up to his backbone by the terrible how- 

 itzer. But nevertheless if he was pretty well done up when 

 he came, among us he had given us the 'best he had, and we 

 proceeded on our way home well satisfied. 



Eb had upheld his reputation as a skillful hunter by sight- 

 ing the little bunch of hair which many a renowned woods- 

 man would have never noticed, Tom had demonstrated his 

 woodcraft to the rest of us bv his manner of starting the 

 game, while Hen, Toby and I had shown to our preceptors 

 that there was undoubtedly good material in each of us, 

 only needing experience to develop it. 



By the way, for fear that some of the readers may think 

 that this incident does not properly belong in this depart- 

 ment, as it transpired in broad daylight instead of the only 

 authorized time for coon contortions — night, I will say that 

 this story has a just claim in this respect, as this is the third 

 night I 'have spent in compiling it. Judge for yourselves 

 now of its legitimacy. 1 might as well add while I am at it, 

 that we are, all of us, mighty glad that it happened when it 

 did, and not in the traditional inky blackness or silvery 

 moonlight in which most coon tragedies are enacted. 



It makes me shudder even now when I think what the re- 

 sult might, have been had that coon fastened on Hen about 

 12 o'clock P, M. 



I am afraid Hen woultl haw departed this earthly sphere 

 and taken up his abode in some other clime where coon 

 hunting is not practiced. 



I will be honest and truthful, and being so, I must say I 



