Forest and Stream. 



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NEW YORK, JULY 4, 1889. 



I VOL. XXXH.— No. 24. 

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CONTENTS. 



Editorial. 



He Has Game Galore. 



Lake George Island Camps. 



Penobscot Salmon Fishermen. 



Huckleberry Run. 



Fur Fisheries of the North- 

 west Seas. 

 The Sportsman Tourist. 



To Allaguash Lake. 



Trouting on the South Board- 

 man. 



An Episode of the War. 

 Natural History 

 Crawfish and Snakes. 

 Economic Ornithology. 

 North American Birds. 

 Wild Pets. 



New Birds and Mammals. 

 6-amj: Bag and Gun. 



New York Wildfowl Law. 



James River Tales.— m. 



The Ozark Mountains. 



Pattern and Penetration Tests 



The Arkansas Game Law. 



Chicago and the West. 



Rifles of Small Caliber. 

 Sea and River Fishing. 



Pennsylvania Fish Law. 



New Connecticut Laws. 



Arkansas Fish Law. 



Trout Streams of Silver Bow. 



A Rainy Day Convenience. 



Connecticut Trout Streams. 



Southern Massachusetts 

 League. 



Incidents in My Hunting Life. 



Boston Anglers back from 

 Maine. 



The Penobscot Salmon. 



Pacific Salmon in Pennsyl- 

 vania. 



Pennsylvania Streams and 



Floods. 

 Chicago and the West. 



Sea and River Fishing. 



Hell Gate Camp. 



The Harvest Fish. 



Blanche Lake Bass. 

 Fishcultdhe. 



The Caledonia Hatchery. 



Sawdust in Trout Stream.-. 

 The Kennel. 



Dog License Laws. 



Mastiff Pedigrees in the A. K. 



Southern Field Trials Club 



Derby Entries. 

 Prince Charlie. 

 Dog Talk. • 

 Kennel Notes. 

 Kennei Management. 

 Rifle and Trap Shooting. 

 Our Team Abroad. 

 Range and Gallery. 

 The Trap. 



New Jersey State Tournament 

 Tournament of the Northwest. 

 North End vs. Baltimore. 

 Yachting. 

 Around Cape Cod. 

 Thp Lugger Paradox. 

 A Very Generous Concession. 

 Time Allowance in the Cup 

 Races. 



The Royal Yacht Squadron 



and the New York Y. C. 

 Wait Till the War is Over. 

 Staten Island Athletic Club 



Regatta. 

 Detroit Y. C. Regatta. 

 Seawanhaka Corinthian at 



Oyster Bay. 

 Canoeing. 

 South Boston and Sagamore 



Canoe Meet. 

 Eastern Division Meet. 

 George Murray Barney. 

 Answers to Correspondents. 



LAKE GEORGE ISLAND CAMPS. 

 '"PHE curious condition of affairs on certain of the Lake 

 George islands was related in these columns some 

 months ago. Years ago the Board of Land Comtais- 

 sioners appointed individuals as "custodians" of these 

 islands, which were owned by the State of New York; 

 and the "custodians," taking it for granted that they had 

 what amounted to a lease in perpetuity, erected costly 

 dwellings, laid out the grounds in elegant style, and 

 established themselves as sole occupants of the public 

 domain. After the Forest Commissioners came into 

 existence the validity of the exclusive rights enjoyed by 

 these island "custodians" was questioned, and the At- 

 torney-General rendered an opinion, in which he set 

 forth that the Board of Land Commissioners had had no 

 authority to make the appointments, and the "custo- 

 dians," therefore, had no special right to exclusive 

 occupancy of the islands. The Forest Commissioners 

 subsequently sought from the Legislature authority to 

 lease the islands, thus to extricate the islanders from 

 their predicament; but in this they failed. 



It is now reported that the Commission has taken sum- 

 mary measures to open the islands to the public. They 

 a*"- iring signs bearing the legend "State Lands," 

 v?1 v Qko be posted on the Lake George islands owned 

 by the . .ate; and these signboards are to be takem as so 

 many nc^fces to the public that the islands are free to 

 camping 'parties. It is intended and expected that the 

 public will respond and plant itself down in a host of a 

 thousand or more for summer sojourns on the inviting 

 feamp sitesi "When it comes to pitching his tent in the shade 



of the elegant villa of one of the "custodians," a person of 

 delicacy may be deterred by a twinge of squeamishnesSj 

 but no doubt there are scores and hundreds of people 

 who hold to the opinion that the Lake George island 

 "custodians" have had altogether too much of a good 

 thing in the past and are deserving of no special consid- 

 eration now that their terrn of high-toned exclusive 

 squatting on public possessions has summarily come to 

 an end. It is harsh, certainly, that these people who 

 have made their homes on the islands should be intruded 

 upon in this unpleasant fashion ; but the State as surely 

 owes it to its citizens that the public domain shall be 

 preserved for public use. The "custodians" can afford to 

 purchase dwelling sites elsewhere; the desirable camping 

 ground owned by the State is all too restricted now, and 

 the public interest imperatively demands that not a foot 

 of it be surrendered, neither in Lake George nor in the 

 Adirondacks. 



HE HAS GAME GALORE. 



THERE came into this office the other day a reader of 

 the Forest and Stream with a letter, which he 

 had received from a friend in North Carolina. He 

 brought it in because it contained a natural history note 

 which it was thought might be of interest. And so it 

 was; but there was that in the letter which was decidedly 

 more interesting and significant than the note of nature — 

 so significant that it deserves a place here. The letter 

 ran thus : 



, North Carolina, June 22, tm.—Fi-Und Doe: I will 



drop you a few lines as I have been thinking about you so often. 

 First of all I will tell you about the crop.;. We are all done har- 

 vesting; the wheat is the best I ever saw, J think, in this country. 

 I think I will have 250 bushels when threshed. We will start our 

 thresher next week. Corn doesn't look so well; can't be a full 

 crop made. There is plenty of fruit, some peaches ripe now. 



Now for the crop you are interested in, the bird crop. I think 

 that will be ex Ira good. I found two nests while I was cutting 

 wheat. George says there are half a dozen on my place; he looks 

 after them more than I do. Well, Doc, 1 must tell you about a 

 nest George found. He and I went to cutting wheat one 

 morning early in the field below the barn. We had cut about 

 fifty yards when a partridge flew up before us. We looked 

 and found her nest with a great big snake ljing coiled up in 

 it with one egg in its mouth. George caught the snake by the 

 tail and pulled it out of the nest and held it while I mashed 

 its head with a rock. It dropped the egg alongside the nest, and 

 I took a stick, pulled away and broke it and saw that she had 

 been sitting some time. I was uneasy, fearing she would quit 

 the nest. It was the snake that scared her off. So we went back 

 that way about 10 o'clock, peeped in the nest, and found, to our 

 surprise, that she was on and all right. George said: "We just 



got there in time to give that snake . I found one nest over 



on the big hill where I was cutting clover; the old bird was not on 

 when I found it, but I made very little to do around the nest, 

 went back about two hours later, found her on and all right. 

 * * * Well, Doc, I get the paper regularly every week. * * * 

 I take more interest in reading the papers than I used to; seems 

 like I could not do without them now. I am very much obliged 

 to you for sending them. * * * This leaves us all well; hoping 

 this will find you well and enjoying the best kind of a time. 

 From your true friend to Doctor . 



Reading between the lines, we have here abundant 

 evidence that one shooting man has found the solution of 

 that vexing question so many are asking themselves, 

 Where can I find a week or two of good shooting ? 



This New York physician has hit on the true and feli- 

 citous way of providing a game preserve for himself and 

 has done it by no extraordinary measures, nor by any 

 devices which are out of the reach of thousands of 

 others. He has made friends of those among whom he 

 has gone on shooting excursions; and this friendship is 

 proving the happiest possible sort of game protective 

 machinery. The friendship was won by the little courte- 

 sies which go to make up the amenities of life the world 

 over. When the New York sportsman went shooting 

 among the North Carolina farmers he made for himself 

 a place in their hearts. While with them he showed an 

 interest in the concerns of their daily life; on his return 

 to the city he sent them newspapers, perhaps a package 

 of tea by mail, or did some shopping favor in New York 

 stores; and in one way and another, by acts slight and 

 trivial in themselves but potent because of the spirit they 

 manifested, he retained the regard and interest of his 

 farmer friends. 



On their part, too much cannot be done for him to pro- 

 tect the birds. On several adjoining farms he has virtu- 

 ally the exclusive shooting privileges. The nesting and 

 hatching of the birds are now noted with eager interest 

 by those who in former years paid no heed, unless it 

 were to speculate on the forthcoming supply for their 

 partridge nets* One of these farmers even went so far 



as to invite the doctor up to his farm to take some shots 

 at a big bunch of quail he had been baiting for weeks 

 preparatory to scooping them by wholesale into his net. 



Thus at the simple co3t of making himself agreeable, 

 not a heavy addition to his other expenses while there, 

 this New York physician has provided himself with a 

 shooting preserve which promises to afford him the high- 

 est sport for many seasons to come. This shows, in the 

 parlance of the day, the wisdom of "making onesel 

 solid" with the farmers. 



It need not be added that this friendship gives increased, 

 zest and pleasure to. the cifcy man's country excursions. 

 It is one thing, when you reach your journey's end, to 

 find a host all smiling and glad to see you for what profit 

 he can make out of you while you stay, and quite another 

 thing to feel that the hearty grasp of the hand has in it 

 something of real pleasure at seeing once more the 

 face of a friend. In looking over the shooting trips of 

 the years that are past, do we not dwell with peculiar 

 pleasure on those which have in them this element of 

 friendly greeting and good will on the part of host, oi? 

 boatman or guide ? 



THE PENOBSCOT SALMON FISHERMEN. 

 T AST winter when the subject of making a weekly 

 close time for Penobscot River salmon netters was 

 discussed in the Maine Legislature, a Belfast newspaper* 

 described it as a conflict of interests between hard-work* 

 ing fishermen and cigar-smoking, whisky-drinking ang- 

 lers. If the Belfast journalist reflected public sentiment 

 on fishing affairs in his State, it would be foolish for the 

 sensible friends of fish protection to exert themselves in 

 behalf of the salmon. But perhaps the editor displayed 

 only his own personal bigotry and ignorance, and his 

 misunderstanding of the merits of the question and of 

 the character of salmon anglers. 



The communication from a Bangor correspondent, tell- 

 ing of the salmon fishing there this season, is suggestive; 

 and it brings up again the question of a weekly close sea- 

 son for the nets. The salmon fishing of the Penobscot is 

 a restored industry. There was nothing of it, nobody 

 made a rap at it, there were no salmon to net, until the 

 State, through its Fish Commissioners, stocked the river 

 a few years ago. The sal mon run of to-day is entirely 

 the product of the Commissioners' work. That work 

 was done at public expense; it was not in any sense the 

 result of private enterprise. The rewards, however, are 

 being reaped by a class so limited in number as to partake 

 of an exclusive and individual character. 



The net fishermen of the Penobscot have made this 

 season, one weir man over $2,000 profit, others over 

 $1,^00 each, and others less sums. These men have thus 

 had created for them by expenditure out of the public 

 treasury a paying industry. .The State furnished the 

 capital to supply the "raw material" for setting them up 

 in business. As beneficiaries of the State these men 

 ought surely to be ready to do their part to make the 

 benefit permanent. If reason demands that for forty- 

 eight hours in the week the gravid fish be allowed free 

 passage up stream to their spawning grounds, the very 

 least the fishermen can do is to give over for those forty- 

 eight hours their netting. The netters, of all people in- 

 the whole State, ought to be first and most eager in pro- 

 viding for such a necessary close period. 



More than this. As the net fishermen are the ones 

 who draw from the salmon industry their thousands of 

 dollars yearly, from them should come the funds re- 

 quired for artificial salmon culture to keep good the 

 supply. The netters ought, out of the proceeds of their 

 industry, to contribute whatever is needed for the con- 

 tinued restocking of the Penobscot. They ought to have 

 enough gratitude to do this voluntarily, cheerfully, gen- 

 erously. 



But they never will. Instead, they will net day and 

 night, week in and week out. And whenever intelli- 

 gent, public-spirited, economic measures are broached 

 for compelling them to adopt more provident ways, 

 these men, who are stuffing their pockets with the pro- 

 ceeds of Maine's salmon culture at State expense, will 

 raise a howl about the unreasonable demands of rod fish- 

 ermen and privileged classes. And what else could be 

 expected from them, when Maine journalists, who set 

 themselves up as finger-posts to point out the way the 

 public should follow, display their own want of intelli- 

 gence by bespattering salmon anglers as whisky-drinking 

 dudes* 



