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FOREST AND STREAM. 



[Feb. 21, 1890. 



building in consequence of the change of rule has since ordered a 

 design from Mr. Fi'e, but as the latter has been too busy to com- 

 plete it before the latter part of this month, the yacht will not he 

 built for this season. Altogether the outlook on Lake Ontario 

 hoth for the coming season and for the future is very gratifying 

 to those who were instrumental in revising the rules. It is not 

 to be expected that all new yachts will prove successful, but the 

 new classes will be well filled and will lead in a short time to a 

 larger and better fleet than has ever floated on any of the Great 

 Lakes. 



CORINTHIAN NAVY.— The following vice-commodores have 

 been elected for (he various squadrons of the Corinthian Navy: 

 East River, T. F. Day; Long Island, Thomas Clap ham; New York 

 Bay, C. F. Hicks; Hudson River, J. W. Gibson. The following 

 names have been proposed for membership: II. R.Roosevelt, J. T. 

 Brown, H. Southworth Pratt, T. McCahil.1, E. Burton Hart, Jr., 

 Charles J. Hart, Charles H. Denison, Richard Otitw'ater, George 

 Thayer, Jr., Eustis L, Hopkins, Geo. H. Frieze, Louis J. Pragee, 



The list of officers and directions for joining the A. C. A. and 

 W. C. A. will be found in the first issue of each month. 



Secretaries of canoe clubs are requested to send to Forest and 

 Stream their addresses, with name, membership, signal, ere, of 

 their clubs, and also notices in advance of meetings and races, and 

 report of the same. Canoeists and all interested in canoeing are 

 reauested to forward to Forest akii Stream their add fosses, with 

 logs of cruises, maps, and information concerning their local 

 waters, drawings or descriptions of boats and fit ti ngs, and all it ems 

 relating to the sport. 



1,500 MILES IN AN ADIRONDACK BOAT. 



part IX. 



ST. LAWRENCE RIVER, Sunday, Oct. 5.-I was up at G:30, a 

 quiet and cold day. perfectly clear. The first thing I heard 

 upon waking was the boom of the rapids, sounding as if they 

 were calling me. My nerves, already unstrung by horrible dreams 

 during the night, were by no means reassured at this, ;md until 

 breakfast I felt nervous in the extreme. Then were forthcoming 

 more stories of disaster connected with the old "Long Leap," but 

 notwithstanding I visibly diminished the stock of pork, potatoes 

 and tea. Perhaps the most telling piece of information they im- 

 parted was the fact that no canoe had ever ventured to brave the 

 Sault. The climax came when Mr. Searboro announced his inten- 

 tion of driving down "to see the thing," saying to his sons, "Go 

 and hitch up, boys." I begged them not to, but they assured me 

 that they would not miss it for anything. 



After shaking bauds with the family T returned to the boat, the 

 farmer and one of his tall lads accompanying ttle. f lavins dis- 

 robed sufficiently, I lashed everything clown, making the deck 

 particularly tight, made ready two life preservers and strapped 

 the boat around with ropes to stiffen her. Then, tying myself 

 down and putting my valuables iu the water-tight air-compart- 

 ment, 1 pushed out from the shore with my long paddle. The 

 farmer stood knee-deep in the water, coming out to shake hands 

 once more, and having requested my name and address, took it 

 down on a chip, remarking that should 1 not get through he 

 would write home and let the folks know. After these prelimin- 

 aries he asked me to wait until the party got up on a bluff over- 

 looking the. "arena," and then gave me some few directions how 

 to go. 



Paddling slowly out into tho stream I halted on the brink of 

 the current, hut 10ft. from me and waited irresolutely for some 

 moments in the back water. It was a beautiful day though very 

 frosty and I hated the thought of a cold plunge, tuy "courage again 

 fast ebbing away, finally having regained the mastery over my 

 cowardly body, three strong strokes shot the boat into swift 

 water. It was about 8 o'clock when the curreut si ruck rue and 

 at once I was spun quickly along, clipping ihe paddle in occasion- 

 ally to keep the boat straight. But one mile in ten cued to the 

 point below, behind which nothing eonld be see a save high cliffs 

 and woods, while the current, rapidly increasing iu velocity, for- 

 bade any escape or retreat. The river, owing to its great depth, 

 was as smooth as glass, notwithstanding its movement. My 

 inward thoughts had the best of me while approaching that point 

 and were decidedly of a devout, nature. 



The hoat was now running at no less than 10 miles an hour; the 

 current had a strong tendency toward shore in the hay, and lo, 

 the first danger. I accordingly began paddling lustily' to clear 

 the point by as much as possible before being carried too near to 

 it, and this took all of my strength. The motion becoming more 

 and more swift, the point was now not more than 500yds. distant 

 and this space so quickly passed thai I had time, only' to note the 

 probable rate at which the water was traveling, to chant a short 

 dirge and to admire, the beauty of the dark wafers and Tin- dense 

 forest beyond, when the rocks crowning the end of the bay shot 

 by at a rate of 15 miles an hour, and I then beheld a sight that 

 made mv flesh creep and the blood stand still. 



Tbe river contracting to a breadth of 500yds. down its long, nar- 

 row bill, the waters boiling, surging and leaping aloft all white 

 with foam, presented all tbe appearance of the ocean in a storm. 

 Tall bluffs rose on either side, covered with unbroken forest. The 

 sun not yet having entered the chasm all was dark and gloomy, 

 while the roaring that rose heavenward was deafening, sounding 

 like the "voices of many thunders." 



From the right hand shore a mass of great boulders and rocks 

 projected, and standing on a flimsy fishing scaffold erected there, 

 with one hand pointing out to the great crested breakers, the 

 other waving his hat, stood the fearless old farmer, looking like 

 a pigmy in spite of his towering form. It was encouraging to see 

 him thus; but the current carried me toward the roeksVith fear- 

 ful velocity, and I could take but three, or four strokes of my 

 paddle to avoid them before the leap came. Had the boat struck, 

 it would have been knocked to kindling wood; as it was, I had a 

 narrow escape, though the time that elapsed since rounding this 

 point was so brief that only a quick gJance at the impending 

 danger was possible before I was hurled into the vortex of the 

 Sault. Then the river suddenly seemed to fall precipitately 15ft. 

 in one long, smooth wave, while from below rose perpendicularly 

 a huge billow, towering on high with combing crest and dreadful 

 roai*. I doubled myself up, holding on to the life lines on the 

 boat, having previously directed her straight, and held my breath. 

 A great plunge fallowed as we both went under with a feeling 

 akin to diving. It all took place in a moment, and the next in- 

 stant I was on the crest of another tremendous swell, though the 

 subsequent ones were not as high as the first. 



I felt sincerely relieved when the boat emerged after that shoot; 

 for it indeed seemed that her buoyancy could avail nothing. 

 These swells were enormous, and every one threatened to engulf 

 me; but the canoe took each nobly, and did not once offer to broach 

 to. This could not have been prevented, it being impossible for 

 me to make use of tbe paddle or to do anything but bold on. The 

 St. Lawrence River here runs at the rate of twenty miles per 

 hour. Facing these billows while sitting so low on the water is 

 terrible, as each one appears to be about to hurl one under for- 

 ever. Tbe Dark River itself can be no more terrifying than 

 the mad rush of these waters, the sole outlet of the Great Lakes. 



The first riff was about half a mile long, and in it the boat went 

 under three times. At each successive plunge I thought that my 

 hour had come, but Bho managed to survive, and, leaping almost 

 out of water, made ready for the next. The water washed com- 

 pletely over me, blinding my eyes and partly filling tbe boat iu 

 spite of the deck. I had a hasty glimpse of the audience, stand- 

 ing on a commanding ridge, and from the number of them the 

 farmer must have warned his neighbors, left and right. When 

 below tbe first rush, I replied by waving back to them: but the 

 river took a sharp turn here, and they quickly passed out of sight. 



After this came several great and small riffs, in one of which I 

 had a narrow escape from capsizing; as the boat grazed some 

 hidden rocks when I was vainly striving to get away from a shore 

 toward which the curreut surged, after which she swung broad- 

 side into some swells. I again thought that this was the end of 

 us, but she took them bravely, and I escaped with another com- 

 plete immersion. The lesser rapids were very exciting, but as the 

 river took several sudden turns it was hard to keep in the chan- 

 nel. 



The views down the bends are fine, and one can eau easily see 

 the fall in the bad of the torrent, the water seemi ngly going down 

 hill. Sometimes the river is lees than a quarter of a mile wide, 

 and here it rushes headlong. The whole rapid is 12 miles long, 

 and the most of it smooth but exceedingly swift water. To run 

 this distance took me exactly 10 minutes. Atone time a strong 

 north wind blew, making the rapids rougher, as it was contrary 

 to the direction of the river. Behind a small island, past which 

 I shot, a large flock of black ducks rose from a back eddy under 



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spre 



tbe lee of the shore, within 40yds. of me. No other living crea- 

 ture could have reached that island alive but a bird. The whole 

 passed so rapidly that I was astonished to find myself in smooth 

 a nd broad wa fer again. Even here, however, the eddies occa- 

 sioned me some alarm, as without warning they boiled up sud- 

 denly around, whiilingthe boat about at their pleasure: but! had 

 successfully run tbe Long Sault, and this thought gave me a feel- 

 ing of the greatest relief. 



The insurance companies do not allow the steamers to shoot the 

 St. Lawrence rapids after Oct. 1; during their season they run 

 down the Lost Channel, on the north side, though formerly taking 

 the south passage, the latter being considered the safer. I was 

 once on the north shore, but mostly kept on the south side. This 

 was due more to the river than to my wishes, I being completely 

 at its mercy. The first passage made by a steamer was iu 1810, 

 under the guidance of an Indian named Teronhiahere. While 

 descending the rapids a tiller is attached to the rudder itself, and 

 it requires four men at the wheel and two at the tiller to insure 

 safe steering; for if a vessel should for a moment broach to she 

 would be capsized and submerged in an instant. 



Cornwall is a town at the foot of the canal of that name, but I 

 did not see it, owing to the numerous islands at the foot of the 

 rapid. Just as the little Indian village of St. Regis hove in sight, 

 1 met a boat rowed by an old chief, with a young woman and a 

 man seated amidships and an old squaw paddling in the stern 

 and complacently smoking an old clay pipe three inches long. 

 The latter individual was perfectly hideous, with hard features, 

 heavily wrinkled, while long, straight, white hair hung listlessly 

 down her back, and the expression of her face was absolutely 

 devilish. An old straw hat, masculine gender, capped the whole, 

 and I considered her the most frightful-looking hag 1 had ever 

 seen. I was paddling, and just having emerged from the Sault 

 was wet and cold. We went along, however, side by side, talking 

 for two miles, and I relished even this company. 



The chief -was named Michael Soromond, and as he could speak 

 liltle English and less French, the others understanding neither, 

 our pow-wow was of a limited nature. He stated that he belonged 

 to the Six Nations, which brought to mind flu- history of the great 

 Iroquois tribe which used to inhabit this wilderness: and as I 

 beheld the remnant of this once powerful race before me, J in vol- 

 untarily shuddered at the great downfall that two hundred years 

 had accomplished. Among other things I told friend Soromond 

 that one hundred years ago we would not have been traveling 

 along so peacefully together; an idea which seemed to amuse ex- 

 ceedingly both him and his companions, to whom he translated 

 it, judging from their glittering eyes and laughter. Opposite 

 their village they turned m, after quite a halt to examine my 

 boat, expressing unqualified surprise that. 1 had run the Sault. 



The little town consisted of several rude houses built about the 

 church, Jesuit of course, a curious stone structure erected in 1700, 

 and one of the. oldest in Canada. Shortly after the departure of 

 my friends, I sponged out my reeking boat and, taking off what 

 remained of my clothing, donned a complete change of dry habili- 

 ments, a most agreeable change. It was ticklish work, requiring 

 long practice, to change one's dress while standing in a hole 13 by 

 I Sin., first on one leg and then on the other. This done, I once 

 more shumed my oars, and covering the decks with various wet 

 baggage, to dry it iu the sun, rowed on. full of curiosity to see 

 what was beyond in the way of scenery. 



After passing between some lovely islands, 1 suddenly came out 

 on ihe broad bosom of Lake St. Francis, of all lakes the most 

 beautiful. On the right hand shore stretched away to the. horizon 

 ranges of mountains, the Adirondacks, their great forests extend- 

 ing unbroken from the water to their distant summits. The lake 

 was as still as could be, not a ripple save the splash of a sturgeon 

 which occasionally leaped out in the sunshine, and not a sound 

 was on the face of nature saving some loons which were regard- 

 ly approach with suspicion. The scene was as surprising as 

 s impressive, and while gazing on the enchanting prospec t 

 d out as far as the eye could see, it seemed like the haven 

 st after the awful rapids; and it was difficult to realize 

 whence I had come this very morning, and that but. one short, 

 hour before 1 had been battling for life against such frightful 

 odds. In fact some time elapsed before 1 could awake from the 

 admiration and enthusiasm which filled my soul at tbe wonderful 

 beauty of my unexpected surroundings and resume my way. 



This body of water is from 5 to V miles wide, and iO in length. 

 The air was cold and bracing, and I settled down to some heavy 

 pulling, steering down the middle of the lake, two or three miles 

 from either shore. Looking down the length of St. Francis, no 

 land could be seen. Great numbers of ducks were enjoying the 

 quiet Sunday over the water, and did not seem alarmed at my 

 proximity. Portions of the western part of the lake were quite 

 shallow, and a painted lighthouse was erected on one of the 

 shoals, and from it I observed two others far in the distance, and 

 thus laid my course. 



A few miles from the inlet of the St. Lawrence I stopped row- 

 ing, having come 23 miles since morning, and ate dinner in mv 

 hoat in the middle (jf the lake, enjoying the splendid panorama 

 before me. After dinner I worked steadily until evening. Tbe 

 small town of Lancaster is about midway down the lake on 

 the north shore, and another village is on the opposite side 

 also. Excepting these two, no towns appeared, and ihe shores 

 were desolate and covered with forests. There were some deep 

 bays and long points here and t here, the effect on the landscape 

 being very fine. The views of the grand mountains were enjoyed 

 until evening, all the clay witnessing the varying shade of color 

 on their sides. 



At sunset I could distinguish tho blue line inclosing St. Frauois 

 toward the east as the lake became narrower. Not knowing 

 whither to shape my course now, I pulled in to a point, on which 

 was a large lighthouse, and hard by, a prettv cottage aud an 

 orchard. Having spent the day entirely alone I hailed this indi- 

 cation of hurnan life with joy. I was, however, a longtime in 

 reaching it, as the air being so clear made the distance appear 

 shorter than it really was. Before arriving I passed wide swamps 

 on the north shore, and a more desolate spectacle could scarcely 

 be witnessed, as they extended many miles and vv re covered with 

 the bare trunks of dead trees. The old Englishman iu charge of 

 the light came out, thus obviating the necessity of my landing. 

 While standing on the rocks he gave me all needed information, 

 his numerous daughters meanwhile supplying me with refresh- 

 ments, besides giving me a good word and advice as to mv future 

 ahead. 



Rowing on, 1 did some strong pulling for Several miles further. 

 As the darkness came on the full moon rose, its red and lurid re- 

 flection in the lake making its size appear doubled and mystifying 

 all the surroundings. 1 was soon approaching shore, making for 

 t he town of Coteau du Lac, or St. Ignace, at the head of the 

 Cedar Rapids and the foot of the lake. The light of the moon 

 being ambiguous, and my course not well defined, I became in- 

 volved in dense masses of rushes and reeds, eventually rowing 

 into a swamp and groping around in amost dismal placet' or some 

 time. After struggling through the matted weeds, 1 came out on 

 the open water agaiu, and then rowed a considerable distance 

 around to avoid a similar calamity, if possible; hut became in- 

 volved in another maze. Considering the case now a hopeless 

 one,! supped off bread and milk. Later on, still searching f fix 

 terra firma, i came suddenly on a house, and not far beyond tbe 

 shining tin spire of the invariable Catholic church shone out. 



Landing here, it proved to be St. Zatique, a small hamlet one 

 mile from Coteau du Lac. A few Frenchmen mauaged to intelli- 

 gibly impart this information at last, and a tiny inn next took my 

 attention, where I put up, after leaving my companion under a 

 shed some 20yds. from the water. At St. Regis, head of Lake St. 

 Francis, is the Canadian-American boundary. 45 degrees parallel, 

 and beyond this, on all sides, Canada holds sway. At St. Regis 

 there is a large Indian reservation. 



Between the hours of 8 A. M. and 8:30 P. M. I had run 52 miles, 

 namely, one mile to tbe Sault, 12 miles thence to t he lake and 39 

 miles to St. Zatique. In Lake St. Francis the St. Lawrence takes 

 along rest, amid most charming surroundings, preparatory to 

 another grand leap down the Coteau, Cedar and Cascade rapids. 

 It had been an eventful day with me, and I went to rest with a 

 load of care off my mind at dangers past; not unmingled, how- 

 ever, with some misgivings as to the morrow's work. I was, how- 

 ever, most fully satisfied with my little boat, having confidence 

 that she would carry her burden "through the stroma and rapids 

 of great waters, till tbe oft-dreamed-of haven heaves in sight and 

 the struggle of the voyage is o'er." M. B. 



Philadelphia, Pa. 



[to be continued.] 



BUFFALO C. C. CAMP-FIRE. 



Ij^ARLY on the evening of Jan. 25 the members of the Buffalo 

 J C. C. assembled at the residence of the purser, it being the 

 occasion of their second annual camp-fire, and good time gener- 

 ally. The Bisons are not much at racing, but for taking solid 

 comfort out of the possibilities of canoeing, afloat and ashore, 

 they may be be backed against any club in tbe country. 



The unwritten law of the club is, that the members shall pre- 

 pare their own feast, so the culinary department of the house 

 was entirely abandoned to their tender mercies. To be sure, the 

 mashed potatoes would get on the floor, and on the stove, and 

 every place they shouldn't, and the head cook couldn't tell just 



what was the matter with the peas, but he guessed they wanted 

 more salt, and they got it. till there wasn't any doubt in the 

 mind of the cook but what they would keep. But the bovs didn't 

 mind little things like that, and everybody got down to business 

 at the festive board at 8:30. 



There wasn't much said for awhile, but songs, jokes and yarns 

 soon flew thick and fast, through the clouds of smoke, and it wbb 

 11 P. M. when the now unwieldy canoeists repaired to the front 

 part of tbe house. Two or three original songs were produced, 

 which reflected great credit on their composers, and they were 

 well rendered, considpring the amount of liquid which had pre- 

 viously disappeared. The purser showed some forty views with a 

 magic lantern of cruises, camps, etc., which the club had taken 

 part in, and then photographed the club by flashlight, the nega- 

 tive was developed, nried, and a lantern slide made from it and 

 thrown on the screen before the bovs went home. The club then 

 elected the following officers for 1*90: William Lansing captain, 

 George L. Kelly mate, H. L. Campbell purser, the captain and 

 purser being re-elected. The boys then sang Vive L'Amour, and 

 started for home iin the medium-sized hours of the morning. It 

 is a fact that the course to the purser's house was a long reach, 

 and the members didn't have to start sheets on tbe run, hut the 

 course home was dead to windward, necessitating ihe boys mak- 

 ing a good many short tacks, with an occasional heave to, to get 

 bearings, take soundings, or avoid a collision. But every man 

 got home safe, without snipping a drop of water, and the univer- 

 sal verdict is that we'll do it again. 



PARK ISLAND C. A. CAMP-FIRE. 



Editor Forest and Stream: 



The first annual camp-fire of the Park Island Canoeing Associ- 

 ation, of Trenton, N. J., was held on Feb. 21. Theevent celebrated 

 tbe first year of the existence of this Association, which was 

 organized on July 23, 1880, by members of the Trenton canoe- 

 ing clubs purchasing an island in the Delaware river about, 

 two and a half mile above the city. At, the instance of ex- 

 Secretary Win, M. Carter, Messrs. R. J. Wilkin and F. L. Bunnell, 

 Secretary of the A. C. A . kindly volunteered to favor the Trenton 

 canoeists with a short history of their successes as canoeists and 

 photographers, and the result was a very pleasurable one. At 

 8 o'clock about a hundred, of the canoeists and their friends as- 

 sembled in a room in the Taylor Opera House building and 

 listened for over an hour to an instructive illustrated lecture on 

 camp life, by Mr. Wilkin, ably assisted by Mr. Dunnoll, who 

 manipulated the stereopticon, showing views of camp life and 

 scenes from trips about New York harbor, up the Hudson river, 

 on Lakes George and Champlain and down the St. Lawrence, 

 together with incidents depicted both orally and on canvas of a 

 trip down the Delaware last June, made by Messrs. Weeks, 

 Wilkin, Dunnell, and Brokaw of the. Brooklyn C. C. After the 

 lecture the members of the Association, wita the two gentlemen 

 as their guests, repaired to the rooms of Cat erer Gilbert and sat 

 down to an informal oyster supper with liquid refreshments and 

 cigars, chatting aud rehearsing camp stories and cruises. Mr. 

 Carter gave a short sketch of canoeing in Trenton, which was 

 highly appreciated and very amusing. The meeting broke up 

 about 12.30 leav ing each canoeist with a big fever for the coming 

 summer season. The Park Island Canoeing Association numbers 

 20 members and every effort will be made toward furthering the 

 healthful sport, aud a welcome hand and the use of the island is 

 cordially extended to all canoeists who may in their wanderings 

 bring up ia this section of the country. "1010" 



Trenton, N. J., Feb. 22. 



A. C. A. MEMBERSHIP.— Atlantic Division: B. E. Fortimer, 

 Camden, N. J.; T. A. Gessler, R. W. Stiachan, Jr., New York. 

 Eastern Division: Samuel A. Brown, Boston; Will A. Ladd, F. 

 H. Metcalf. Holyoke, Mass. Central Division: Lew F. Porter, 

 Madison, Wis. 



gWs'.a Kcit/toe 'ir>.S£ei< of Anonymous Correspondent!, 



H. A. K.— The deer sheds its horns annually. 



G. L. P., Boston.— The beat work on the subject is Kemp's "Yacht 

 Architecture." 



L, W., Philadelphia.— The gunufng you nsk about is for wild 

 fowl, which is good in the vicinity. 



T. H. Young, Boston— The sharpie rig, two leg o' mutton sails, 

 would be safer than the sprit, and probably as speedy. 



H. A. K.— You will find a number of plans for boats and canoes 

 in "t'anoeaud Boat Building for Amatuers," published at this 

 office. 



C. F. B., Maryland.-For address of parties who can supply the 

 animals write to H. W. Huntington, 218 Smith Kth street, Brook- 

 lyn, N. Y. 



F. W.B., Taunton, Mass.— For copy of constitution of Massachu- 

 setts Fish and Game Protective Association, terms of member- 

 ship, etc., write to the secretary, Mr. Richard O. Harding, 301 

 Washington street, Boston. 



C. B., Providence, R. I. — The rust spots on your gun are ferric* 

 oxydc, caused by oxygen coming in contact, with the steel and 

 settling around minute holes. To eradicate them apply emery 

 paste (3 parts cosmoltne or oil, 1 part emery), with a soft swab, 

 which fits the barrel snugly; and then rub out with wire scratch 

 brush, and wash clean. 



J. H.T., Evansville, Ind.— What is the difference between a 

 hare and a rabbit? Are the skins salable' If so will von please 

 give me the address of some one that buys them. Ans. One dif- 

 ference is that the rabbit burrows, while the hare does not; we 

 have no native rabbits in this country, ftor fur quotations ad- 

 dress Win. Macnaughtan's Sons, 1B8 South Fifth avenue, New 

 York. 



G. W., Aiken, S. C. — Will you inform me where the wild gray 

 English rabbit can be obtained and the price per pair. If properly 

 confined they are profitable to keep and are excellent for the 

 table, and though classed as "vermin" in England they are a 

 favorite food there and raised iu large numbers for the market. 

 Ans. They may be imported through the house of Chas. Reiche 

 & Bro., 95 Park Row, N. Y. 



E. A. L., South Haven, Mich.— What is the Wyoming open sea- 

 sou on large game? Please give (he trajectory of Winchester rifle, 

 model 1886, . I5-90-300 and .40-83-260. Ans. 1. Season on large game 

 is from Sept. 1 to Dec. 1. Non-residents forbidden to hunt large 

 game. 2. This model was not included in our test of 1885. The 

 Winchester catalogue does not give trajectory figures. Write to 

 the company at New Haven, Conn. 



G. D. H„ Wilmington, Ohio.— In reading over your pa per of Jan. 

 16, 1 see one of your writers speaks of choosing a gun to get one 

 with as straight a stock as can be used with comfort. What drop 

 would you advise me to get for quail sho itine? Ans. The drop of 

 stock depends altogether upon build of shooter: it should be so 

 suited to him that when the gun is raised to the shoulder the eye 

 will catch ready sight. A long-necked man will require greater 

 drop of stock than a short-necked man. 



BOOKS RECEIVED. 



Eating for Strength, or Food and Diet in their Relation to 

 Health and Work, byM. L. Holbrook, M.D. New York M L 

 Holbrook & Co. Dr. Holbrook is enthusiastic on the subject of 

 simplicity of living, and an advocate of a judiciously selected 

 vegetable diet as furnishing all the requisites of strength with 

 greater economy than at mixed diet and being non-conducive to 

 health. Even for those who do not agree with the author in all 

 his conclusions, the work will be found pleasant and instructive 

 reading, and the housewife will find in it some excellent receipts 

 for cooking vegetables, preparing fruit drinks, etc. 



J ust Like a Woman.— Husband (member of Sportsmen's 

 Club)— I see they have arrested some men in the East for 

 shooting birds on the wing. Wife— Serves them right. They 

 should shoot them on the head or ou the foot. You men 

 have no idea how ugly a spoiled wing looks on a hat.— Pitts- 

 burg Bulletin. 



Bbecham's PiXiLS act like magic on a weak stomach.— Ad/v, 



