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last of therm But that evening the male came back and 

 found the yard. He perched on the cage and piped forth 

 his treble-noted call, and the next morning the family 

 found the hen running about and trying to get back into 

 the cage f where her mate then was. After much delay she 

 found her way inside and has since been with her little 

 chicks; Wherever quail have been given opportunity 

 here they have bred in confinement, 



Recently a specimen of a northern diver from the Arctic 

 Ocean was left in charge of Miss Maynard, the Librarian 

 of the California State Mining Bureau* and was on exhib- 

 ition for a few days. It is the property of Miss Nellie 

 Hutchins, who found it in Hayes Valley district, Ala- 

 meda county, where it fell exhausted. The bird lived 

 for two or three clays, but would eat nothing. Its bill is 

 about 2in. long, the head is jet black down to the neck, 

 where the color changes to a dark shade of green. The 

 back is black, dotted uniformlv with spots of white. 



N. W. 



SUMMER SANITATION. 



To the Proprietors of Resorts at the Sea-shore, hi the 

 Mountains and the Woods: 



It has been my good fortune from time to time to pass 

 days, weeks, and months at various hotels and boarding 

 houses, expensive and cheap. I have fared in all sorts of 

 ways at the table and have occupied all sorts of rooms, 

 even to the hunter's cabin and the tent on the beach. 

 What I am going to say, therefore, is not the outcome of 

 an unfortunate experience for a single season on a hard 

 bed and a poor table. It is not in "this direction that 

 complaint is to be made, for these may sometimes be 

 conducive to health if not so agreeable as we could wish. 

 Besides, there are many soft beds and abundant tables 

 where there are not the far more essential things of pure 

 water and pure air owing to defective sanitary arrange- 

 ments. I emphasize these last words in order to call atten- 

 tion to the chief drawback upon the comfort and health 

 of nine-tenths of our summer resorts, whether in the 

 country or at the seaside. We leave our well-appointed 

 houses m the city, where the best attainments of sanitary 

 science have bee a employed to secure freedom from 

 nauseating sights and smells, and rush hither and thither 

 in search of fresh ah and the fragrance of woods and 

 pastures or the bracing whiff from the salt sea. What do 

 we get the first night that we open our window, if we are 

 not fortunate enough to secure a room on the front side 

 of the house ? It may be the unsavory odor of a sink 

 spout, of a garbage heap, or of that which in polite 

 terms is misnamed a water-closet, but which in fact 

 is not even an earth-closet. I will not stop to discuss 

 the sanitary condition of coontry houses at other 

 seasons. That is the affair of country people and their 

 doctors. But when these same houses are crowded in 

 summer with three or a dozen times their usual occu- 

 pants, when the summer hotel, which is closed all the 

 rest of the year, is opened to its hundreds in August, do 

 not common prudence and common decency demand that 

 extra precaution be taken against the offenses to the 

 senses and dangers to the health of those who are guests? 

 It is no apology to say that water in abundance cannot be 

 had and plumbers cannot be afforded. Common earth, a 

 shovel and a common laborer for a few minutes morning 

 and evening, or even every hour in the day, would be 

 dollars in many a proprietor's pocket, from whom guests 

 now steal quietly away with some feigned reason for 

 sudden departure, because they cannot make up their 

 minds to give the real reason and cannot stand the offense. 

 And all the time the less sensitive, or too busy, or |3enuri- 

 ous proprietor may not have the least suspicion of what is 

 sending his guests elsewhere, or more likely home, to bet- 

 ter and healthier surroundings. And if in the autumn it 

 is not discovered that the guests have brought away with 

 them the germs of disease under the cover of a browned 

 face and temporary increase of appetite, then they are 

 very fortunate. 



The remedy for this is so simple that failure to employ 

 it should be accounted criminal. But if proprietors will 

 not employ nature's own elementary provision of earth or 

 water without compulsion, let every person in making 

 inquiries for summer board include this one as to that 

 which concerns him more than bed and board. It can be 

 done easier with pen and ink and more effectively than 

 after arrival, and is more economical than to pack up 

 suddenly for another house to find the same evil there. 



Sanitas. 



Recollection of Long Pond. — In my letter in the 

 last issue of the Forest and Stream either my topogra- 

 phy is wrong or my bad chirography has led you to an 

 eiTor, for "Saranac River" should read Raquette River, 

 and "Long Pond" Long Lake, and "waiter" writer. — Elk. 



Mr. R. W. F. Griffith, of the Schultze Gunpowder 

 Co., of London, called at this office on the occasion of a 

 visit to America to establish an agency for the sale of this 

 powder here. 



The Wild Rice Crop is said to be very large this sea- 

 son. 



"That reminds me." 

 821. 



GERMAN gunners are, as a rule, good story tellers. 

 These gunners' stories are called Jager-Latein — 

 gunner's Latin. In other words gunners here in Germany 

 do not enjoy the reputation of relating "the truth, the 

 whole truth, and nothing but the truth " As every coun- 

 try has its special class of gunners' tales, the German 

 hunters' stories differ somewhat from the American type. 

 To afford the readers of Forest and Stream an oppor- 

 tunity to judge of the gift of German hunters in the way 

 of story telling I furnish this example: 



It is a November evening; the rain and darkness make 

 the night gloomy. A number of gunners are gathered in 

 a country tavern and fill the small room with smoke, 

 creating an aroina which would drive an American miles 

 away from the spot. The noses and lungs of German 

 hunters however, are accustomed to such an atmosphere. 

 At one of the tables in the barroom are sitting four per- 

 sons, among them a healthy-looking fat fellow, and the 

 best story teller. It is the Government forester, a man 



feared as much as the devil himself by all lumber thieves 

 and game sneakers. 



"How about your last trick, Forester, when you trans- 

 formed a hare into a common cat in the bag of a farmer's 

 boy without ever (as the story goes) opening the bag?" 



A smile can be noticed in the forester's face, and lie is 

 induced to relate the occurrence: 



"It happened in this way. As you know, a forest hunt 

 for hares was arranged. But the preceding night brought 

 us a heavy snow, so that the sport had, to be given up for 

 that day. Several of the invited gunners, however, could 

 not be notified in time and made their appearance on the 

 designated point of meeting. I asked them to come with 

 me to the tavern, and we came into this very room on the 

 second stoiy. The floor, as you notice, has an opening 

 near the stove, covered only by a light board. This open- 

 ing happened to be open on that day and I was sitting- 

 near it, so I could see everything that occurred in the 

 room below on the ground floor. Presently a farmer's 

 boy enters the lower room with a bag on his shoulders. I 

 noticed at a glance that the bag contained a live animal. 

 The peasant carefully looked over the room, and find- 

 ing himself alone, deposited his bag in the case of the old 

 clock standing at the wall. When the proprietor entered 

 the farmer's boy asked him frr a whisky, and after drink- 

 ing this left the room without the bag, saying that he 

 would soon be back. I stepped down to the room and 

 made the proprietor acquainted with my observations. 

 We took the bag out of its hiding place, opened it, and 

 found a live hare, which somehow had come into pos- 

 session of the boy through an illigitimate channel. We 

 took the hare out of the bag, placed it in an old oats box, 

 and substituted for the hare an old sick cat, which had 

 long been an unwelcome inmate of the tavern. I tied a 

 loop around the bag and placed it again in the clock case." 



"Good, good," was heard from all sides. 



"Hold on," continued the forester, "the best is still 

 coming. I left the tavern and had been about an hour in 

 the woods, when suddenly whom should I meet on the 

 road but the .very same farmer's boy with his bag over 

 his shoulder. I approached him and asked him what he 

 was carrying. 'A cat,' was the prompt answer. 'A cat?' 

 I said, ' only a cat? Do you think you can fool the gov- 

 ernment forester in such a way ? I can look through your 

 bag as if it were glass and I see plainly a hare in it.' 'I 

 assure you,' again said the peasant, ' it is a cat, an ordi- 

 nary cat.' I noticed that the bag had not been opened 

 since I had handled it, for my loop was still in order, so I 

 took the bag from the man's shoulder, ordered him to 

 hold it with 'both hands, and with a sober face I said, 

 ' You want a cat in your bag, you shall have one.' Then 

 I touched the bag with my hands, made three crosses, 

 uttering at the same time a few Latin words and wind- 

 ing up with an oath, I ordered the half-to-death-scared 

 fell iow to go on. Of course the farmer's boy found a cat 

 hi his bag when he opened it at home, and since then the 

 whole neighborhood swears that I am in some way or 

 other on good terms with the devil." 



After the roar of laughter had subsided, the forester 

 continued: "The same hare was made use of in connec- 

 tion with another practical joke. I and a few of my 

 friends were passing our evening in this room, when a 

 party of hunters put in an appearance apparently in ill- 

 humor. One of them soon made known the cause of his 

 troubles. They had been out hunting all day and not 

 got a single hare, although the same fellow had promised 

 to bring a hare for his wife's birthday the next day. 'I 

 would give four bottles of champagne,' he said, 'for a 

 fresh-killed hare.' 'If that is all you want,' I remarked, 

 coolly, 'I think I can cure you of your sorrows.' 'I make 

 it a half a dozen bottles, forester, if you bring me a hare 

 between now and the morning, but it must be a fresh 

 shot hare.' 'Very well,' I said. Addressing the proprie- 

 tor, I continued: 'Give me your gun and a cartridge 

 loaded with No. 4 shot.' The gun was brought out, also 

 the cartridge. Out of the latter I took all the pellets ex- 

 cept three, and explained this by saying that I had a 

 whistle with which I could bring all the hares at any 

 time, day or night, three yards from my feet. I left the 

 room, and the proprietor, a smart man who knew what I 

 was about, met me at the front door and handed me the 

 hare, the same hare we had taken from the farmer's boy. 

 I killed the hare with my stick, made three holes with a 

 nail in the hare's head, walked about 200yds. toward the 

 field, sounded my whistle, fired a shot in the air, returned 

 to the tavern with the hare, and laid it on the floor be- 

 fore the champagne-loving gunner. He lifted it up, felt 

 that it was warm, scanned the three holes in the animal's 

 head, and after he had recovered from his surprise, 

 ordered the tavern keeper to bring six bottles of Heid- 

 sieck dry. Before we parted, however, a dozen empty 

 champagne bottles could be counted on the table." 



Armin Tenner. 



Behun, S. 



When Mr. Lincoln heard of the scattering of the Con- 

 federates under Hood by Gen. Thomas, he was reminded of 

 the following anecdote: ""Out in Lower Illinois, in a little 

 village, there was a butcher named SykeS, who had a large, 

 wicked, mischievous bulldog, which was regarded as n town 

 nuisance. Fowl were killed, clothes were pulled from the 

 lines, meat houses were robbed, children were scared, and 

 'Sykes's dog' was blamed for all and blamed justly. Now, 

 there was a man named Henderson who had a fine turkey 

 killed bv this dog of Sykes's, and he swore revenge. So he 

 took about a quarter of a pound of powder and did it up in 

 a piece of buckskin, tying up a piece of punk so that it pro- 

 jected out of the little bundle of powder. Then he put the 

 bundle in a large piece of corn bread, and had it in readi- 

 ness. It was not long before Sykes's dog came trotting 

 along, and Henderson^ lighting the punk with his cigar, 

 threw the bit of bread to the cur, who gobbled it at a mouth- 

 ful. The next minute there was an explosion. The dog's 

 head was blown over a fence into the creek, his hindlegs and 

 tail were sent up and lodged on Henderson's porch, his fore- 

 legs were thrown across the street, and the rest of the bow- 

 wow was laid about in small pieces. 'Whorra!' exclaimed a 

 looker-on, 'you've rather used up Sykes's dog, hain't ye, 

 Henderson?' 'Yes.' replied Henderson, 'I rather think that 

 as a dog Sykes won't find him of much use.' And so of the 

 rebel army," added Mr. Lincoln, with one of his sad smiles, 

 "as an army Hood won't find it of much use."— Ben: Perley 

 Poore, in the Boston Budget. 



Whaler Irick came along Wednesday, and alighting from 

 his wagon in front of our door, deposited a box containing a 

 pair of growling demons, which he coolly requested we credit 

 on his subscription, as we had advertised to accept country 

 produce, etc.. of all descriptions. Well, we had to accept 

 the critters; but we hereby revise our too sweeping propo- 

 sition and leave wildcats out, for such the varmints proved 

 to be.— Th rockmorton (Texas) Times. 



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CAMP ADAMS. 



N EWCASTLE, Miraniichi, N.B., Aug. 4.— While ac- 

 counts of poor fishing in New Brunswick waters 

 seem to be the order of the day, yet, as is the case in many 

 other localities, there are exceptions, as this report will 

 show. Kindly insert same, not only for the benefit of the 

 many who have been disappointed by the poor fishing, 

 but also to let those who have had good luck see that they 

 will have to work hard if they wish to mike a record such 

 as has been made at Camp Adams this season. 



Mr. M. Adams, accompanied by Mrs. Adams, visited the 

 head waters of the Northwest Miramichi recently on a 

 fishing trip, Thoy first went to Camp Adams, where they 

 rested a day. Mrs. Adams rode eighteen miles over a por- 

 tage road on a buckboard wagon and stood the fatigue of 

 the journey amazingly well. Camp Adams, which has 

 the reputation of being the best fishing grounds in New 

 Bruusw ick, not being excelled for affording intense enjoy- 

 ment of the rod by any of the well known places on the 

 Restigouche, is situated on a very beautiful portion of the 

 river. On a large plateau at the foot of high hills and at 

 the very side of the swiftly running river, is located the 

 house known as the camp. It is a neat, nicely painted 

 story and a half building of the Swiss cottage style of 

 architecture, and is furnished in a way that makes camp- 

 ing out a luxury. It is roomy, and the beds and windows 

 are supphed with screens and netting that defy the ingen- 

 uity of the mosquito to penetrate. Beneath these the fish- 

 erman can rest after the fatigue of the day secure from 

 the attacks of his greatest enemy, the mosquito. A cook 

 house, hovel, and smoke house are on the grounds near 

 the camp. There is a salmon pool in front of the camp, 

 where salmon can be landed almost from the verandah. 

 A great number of fine pools are all along the river, each 

 one having a record of Idlled and wounded salmon that 

 would satisfy any sportsman. The pools lie close together 

 and are of easy access. A few hundred yards above the 

 camp is the famous Falls pool, which lie at the foot of a 

 falls of some four or five feet high, and were salmon lie 

 in great numbers and can be taken at almost any time 

 during the summer. A day at this pool generally glad- 

 dens th.3 heart of the fortunate fisherman that reaches it. 

 The Falls are a picturesque spot, where the lover of nat- 

 ural scenery would find much to enthuse over. Mr. Adams 

 spent a couple of days at the camp, where he landed 37 

 grilse, a feat n>t equalled this year probably on any of our 

 rivers. He then, with Mrs. Adams, proceeded up the river 

 in a canoe for a distance of nineteen miles. The party 

 camped all night near the foot of the Bald Mountains, 

 Mrs. Adams thus winning the honor of being the first 

 white woman who ever set foot in that wild region. They 

 returned to the camp next day, Mrs. Adams enduring the 

 rough canoe passage in a spirit not excelled by the most 

 enthusiastic sportsman. 



Camp Adams comprises some seven hundred and fifty 

 acres and extends for some miles on both sides of the main 

 Northwest Miramichi River, about 35 or 40 miles from the 

 town of Newcastle, a station on the Intercolonial R. R. 

 of Canada. The grounds are reached by taking a wagon 

 from Newcastle to John Way's about 20 miles over a good 

 highway, thence by buckboard or portage wagon 15 or 18 

 miles over a portage-road to the camp. 



The record so far this season has been for two fly-rods 

 fishing eight days 64 salmon, and when it is taken into 

 consideration that a great deal of time has been lost in 

 going up the river in a canoe, just for the sake of the trip, 

 I think that brother fishermen will agree that we still 

 have some good fishing in New Brunswick and that they 

 have a record ahead of thain hard to beat. Salmo. 



MARKING FISHING LINES. 



Editor Forest and Stream : 



Two or three seasons ago I began a practice which has 

 so added to my own pleasure in fly-fishing that I am in- 

 duced to suggest its general use. 



Having provided some bright-colored oil paint (I use 

 artist's vermilhon), measure off 50ft. from the fly -end of 

 a salmon line, or 30ft. from that end of a trout line. There 

 paint a band about half an inch wide around the line; 

 measure 10ft. more and there paint two bands close to- 

 gether; 10ft. more and there paint three bands; 10ft. more 

 and there paint a band about an inch long, and so on, 

 until as much and a little more line than its owner thinks 

 he can possiblj cast has been marked. Let the paint dry. 

 Then if the color is not so solid as to be sufficiently con- 

 spicuous, give another coat. When the color is quite 

 dry, give the bands one or two coats of varnish to increase 

 their wear. 



The length of the leader in use being of course known, 

 the angler by reference to the marks on his line can at 

 all times tell within a foot or two just how far he is 

 casting. Though this is of some practical advantage, 

 more especially in salmon fishing, still its main recom- 

 mendation is the pleasure which certainty gives over 

 mere conjecture. What fly-fisher has not in every out- 

 ing again and again wished he knew exactly how far he 

 was casting. 



One thing may be safely predicted. Many will be as- 

 tonished to see, when the idea of long distance casting is 

 absent, how seldom in actual fishing the 50-foot mark 

 will appear on a trout fine, or the 70-foot mark on a sal- 

 mon line. Henry P. Wells. 



Samuel Allcock & Co., makers of fishing tackle, 

 Redditch, England, send us a large catalogue of angling 

 goods, fully illustrated, and which contains four hand- 

 some colored plates of trout and salmon flies. They have 

 appointed Mr. James C. Groendyke, 14 Murray street, 

 Now York, as then- agent. It is not a price list, but con- 

 sists of 38 plates of hooks, reels, floats, etc., on calendered 

 paper. Messrs. Allcock & Co.'s advertisement will be 

 found in our columns. 



A Big Catfish.— The Indianapolis People says that a 

 catfish was taken by Charles Albertsmeyer at Hog Island, 

 on last Wednesday, that weighed 601bs. 



Black Bass at Rice Lake, Ontario, are giving good 

 sport this year. The route is via Port Hope.- 



