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FOREST AND STREAM. 



[June 5, 1890. 



The Pittsburgh Quail Case.— In the case of Coin, 

 vs. Wm. Wilkinson, charged upon oath of J. W. Hague, 

 fish and game warden, with having 20 quail in his pos- 

 session after the lawful season ended , there was a trial 

 in the Quarter Sess. Court of Allegheny county, Pa., be- 

 fore his Honor Judge Thos. Ewing. The warden testi- 

 fied that the lawful season for killing quail in Pennsyl- 

 vania expired Dec. 15. That the law allowed 15 days 

 after that date to dispose of quail killed in the lawful 

 season. That on the 8th of January, 1890, he went to the 

 stand of the defendant and counted 20 quail in his posses- 

 sion. Defendant admitted these facts, but testified that 

 he brought them by express from Missouri, and under the 

 law and facts defendant was found guilty. The court 

 directed counsel to prepare for an argument upon what- 

 ever points they desired and he would hear them. Hon. 

 Thomas Hewcott represented the warden and the Sports- 

 men's Association of "Western Pennsylvania and pre- 

 sented all the game laws of New York, Michigan, Mas- 

 sachusetts, Illinois and other States that he could find. 

 D. Burleigh, Esq., represented defendant and urged that 

 Missouri statutes allowed quail to be killed in January 

 and the Supremp Court allowed "original packages." 

 The court intimated that the Supreme Court decision 

 in this case would not hold, and they would have to de- 

 cide it over again. — J. W. Hague. 



A Florida Game Country. -Tangerine, Orange county, 

 Fla., May 12.' — I am a devoted reader of your paper and 

 find that when time drags a little on my hands, nothing 

 fills it up quite so well as the columns of the Forest and 

 Stream. This country has clear water lakes, of which 

 there axe thousands, alive with fish, the principal kinds 

 being black bass, bream and croppies. Colored people go 

 out every day and bring in thirty or forty, with the rudest 

 kind of tackle. A native caught a black bass a short 

 time ago that tipped the beam at 131bs. It is nothing un- 

 common to catch 10 pounders. Quail were never thicker 

 at this time of the year, and "Bob White" is one of the 

 most familiar sounds..- The only trouble is there is no 

 game law here that we know of, and if there is it would 

 enlighten a good many to mention the fact in your jour- 

 nal. The people that cannot shoot the birds any other 

 way, go around, listen to their whistle and pot -shoot 

 them, I have a fine Sensation pointer that is hard to 

 beat and frhen the time comes expect to make good use 

 of him.— C. J. H. 



Mr. Henry Catalogue Squires appears to have made 

 a stir with his catalogue, to such an extent, in fact, that 

 he has brought out a supplement telling us what the 

 country thinks about it. A fae simile commendatory 

 note from Grover Cleveland is followed by letters of the 

 same tenor from Hirrison, Hayes, Morton, Blaine, Proc- 

 tor, Wanamaker, Windom, Miller, Noble, Ingalls, His- 

 cock, Hoar, Vest, Morgan, Frye, Evarts, and most of the 

 other statesmen big and little, who appear for the moment 

 to have thrown affairs of State to the demnition bow- 

 wows, while they rambled through the enticing pages of 

 Squires his catalogue, The Army and Navy and Foreign 

 Legations follow; then come letters from artists, clergy- 

 men, lawyers, business men and some folks who haven't 

 much of anything to do but to go fishing when they take 

 a notion that way. This collection is a novel and ex- 

 tremely interesting exhibit, and gives abundant testimony 

 that somebody down at 178 Broadway has a great head 

 for catalogues. 



Bear, Cow and Trap.— Fredericton, N. B., May 22.— 

 Last week a bear killed a large cow, the property of a 

 man named Brown, who resides about 4 miles west of 

 Boiestown, on the Miramichi. The first blow that be 

 made was at the animals foreshoulder. After killing 

 the cow and feasting upon her, he left and retired into 

 the woods. Brown set a steel trap for him next day. 

 On that night the bear returned and got caught in the 

 trap, which was a large one. There was a chain with a 

 heavy maple clog attached to it. The bear went off with 

 the whole of these, tearing the trees as he went. At last 

 he got the trap fast, and finally succeeded in getting his 

 hindleg out and freeing himself. The brute was of very 

 large size, -as was shown by his tracks, and the effect of 

 his claws and teeth on the trees with which he came in 

 contact.— Edward Jack. 



Cedar Parish, La. , has passed the following ordinance, 

 which will be strictly enforced : "That no person shall 

 catch, kill, or pursue with such intent, or have the same 

 in possession after it has been caught or killed, any quail, 

 partridge or pheasant between the first day of April and 

 the fifteenth day of November in each year, under the 

 penalty provided by Section 960 of the Revised Statutes 

 of the State." Such a law was rendered necessary by 

 the wholesale slaughter of game which has been going 

 on for some time, both in and out of season, and has 

 nearly depopulated the parish of its game birds.— C. A. D. 



UPLAND SHOOTING. 



"OHOOTING ON UPLAND MARSHES AND STREAMS," edi- 

 O ted by William Bruce Leffitigwell is just received lrom the 

 press of Rami, MoNally & Co. Mr. Li-fhngwell is well known as 

 the author of an excellent boot on wildfowl snooting, a book that 

 at once made its way into the libraries of many sport smen. In the 

 present volume he has associated with him a number of writers 

 well known to the shooting press, and the result is a large volume 

 of 475 pages, to which Mr. Leffingwell has contributed, besides the 

 Introauction. only three chapters. 



A book made up in this way must of necessity contain articles 

 of varying merit and express widely different views on many 

 subjects. On the whole, however, it must be said that this vol- 

 ume of Mr. LeffingwelTs contains matter that is extremely attrac- 

 tive, and it is to be presumed that the work will have a wide cir- 

 culation. The chapters and their authors are as follows: Bay 

 Snipe, Coot, and other Wildfowl Shooting on the Atlantic Coast- 

 Isaac McLellau; The Woodcock, William Jarvis: Tim Quails of 

 California, T. S. Van Dyke: the Ruffed Grouse, O. A. Cooper; In- 

 land Duck-shooting in the United States. John G. Smiih; Bob 

 White, Amory R. Starr; Sharp-tailed Grouse, Spruce Grouse and 



William Bruce Leihugwell; Guns, Arthur W. DuBra\; Coursine. 

 G. Irwin Royce, M. D. 



Of course it iB impo sible for us to take up these various chap- 

 ters one by one ana criticise and praise them as we would like to 

 do. Most of the articles are charming in style and are evidently 

 written hymfn especially selected as well acquainted with their 

 subj-ets. At the same time, the chapters are quite uneven in 

 merit, and the nook should not be read through continuously, but 

 one paper should be perused and then the book put aside for a 

 few days and another oue read and digested. 



It would seem that the proofs of the different chapters were not 

 read by those who contributed them. We notice a number of 

 typographical errors that would not have escaped the notice of the 

 authors, had they read their revises, but might well enough have 

 been overlooked by a proofreader. Such an error is Shiuoeeod 

 f or Shinnecock. Again in the chapter of the woodcock, the au- 

 tuor speaks of them as a bird of "mighty wanderings and daily 

 rest," while he evidently means to say, "nightly wanderiugs and 

 daily rest," as was printed when this chapter was published years 

 ago in Pobest and Stream. There are some rather startling 

 statements in several of the chapters; thus, we are somewhat as- 

 tonished when the veteran sportsman Isaac McLellan expresses 

 the belief that there should be no law forbid'iing the shoot- 

 ing of sheldrakes, coots and old squaws at any season of the year, 

 because they arc not valuable for food in the New York or Long 

 Island markets. He thinks it should be leffc.to the discretion of 

 the guimi r when to shoot t hem. This is rat her a reinarkahle doc- 

 trine to come from a sportsman of Mr. McLellan's experience, and 

 if carried out to its legitimate conclusions, would result in the 

 abrogations of all game laws. In the chapter on woodcock, Dr. 

 Jarvis says that this bud does not breed commonly in the South- 

 ern States. This we are inclined to think is a mistake, although 

 it is something which has been repeated for many years. We 

 have, however, tound woodcock breeding commonly in North 

 Carolina, and it is well known that it has been found to neBt in 

 Florida. We think there is no question but that it is a common 

 breeder in the former State. Dr. .larvis's paper on this bird is 

 pleasantly written and sometimes contains bits of description 

 that are quite vivid. 



In his capital article on the ruffed grouse, we notice that Sybil- 

 line quotes "Archer" as an excellent authority on this bird. We 

 rather fancy that if Mr. Cooper knew more about "Archer," he 

 would be rather slow to quote him as authoiity for an} tiling. 

 An erroneous statement is made in this chapter when the author 

 speaks of the ruffed grouse as being the only member of its fam ly 

 tua t plung- s uuder me snow iu winter. This of course is a mis- 

 take, t»r almost all the grouse do it. Certainly ihe sharp-tailed, 

 the prairie chicken and all the r.taimigan have this haoit. We 

 are startled also by finding Mr. Lernngwtll's cnapter on the wild 

 pigeon, headed ' The Wild Pigeon" (Columba lima). The passen- 

 ger pigeon has for the last thirty years been placed in the genus 

 Eetopistes, and we presume the ornithologists retain i' there still. 

 Columba Uvia is the took, pigeon of Europe, an entirely different 

 bird, which is supposed to be the ancestor of the familiar tame 

 dove. 



It is easy enough to find fault wi th a book of this kind. Not one 

 man of course can know all about game or shooting and but few 

 sportsmen are familiar with the literature of all game birds. 

 W hei e the w riters of this volume are relating their own experien- 

 ces, they tell their stories well and with real feeling, and give in- 

 formation that is of value to all sportsmen. Moreover, while the 

 literary merit of the chapters varies greatly, there is in almost 

 each one a great deal of very charming writing. We may men- 

 tion especially ihe cnapier on sharp tailed grouse, spruce grouse 

 and ptarmigans bv Walter M. Wolf, as one of the most delight- 

 ful and true to nature m the book. 



Mr. Tracy's cnapier on poin ers and setters is a valuable con- 

 tribution to the literature of this subject and ought to be care- 

 fully read by every shooting man. The illustrations with wnich 

 he has adorned ihese pages may be studied with profit by men 

 who own pointers and setters. Exactly wuat the chapter on cour- 

 sing has to do in a book on upland shooting, is a little hit hard to 

 say. While the matter in it is quite interesting, it certainly seems 

 entirely out of place in this volume, and we do not exactly under- 

 stand how Mr. Leflingwell came to admit it. The book is entirely 

 about bird snooting, and Mr. Royce's interesting article is no 

 more appropriate I o it than would be a paper on infant baptism in 

 thccolumus of Forest and Stream. 



It may truthfully De said, that Mr. Leflmgweirs new book is 

 well woith reading and that it ought to obtain a very wide circu- 

 lation among gunners. No mattt r how well informed he may be, 

 no sportsman can read this book without learning something that 

 he. d id not know betore, and the editor and contributors al ike mav 

 be congratulated on the attractive form wnich they have given to 

 this last addition to the literature of the shoLgun. 



The volume from the standpoint of the manufacturer is very 

 handsome. Tne paper is heavy, the press work excellent and the 

 illustrations as a rule are spirited and well executed. 



WITH FLY-ROD AND CAMERA. 



TN size, interest of text, wealth of illustration, and beauty of 

 production, the most notable work on salmon fishing issued. 

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CONTENTS OF CHAPTER I. 



Our First Night on the River— How to See a Salmon in a Deep 

 Pool— Spearing and Gill-Netting Discussed and Condemned- 

 Cape Breton Salmon Spearing— Hard Luck— The Boy Told a 

 Straight Story— Destruction Caused by Seining— A Startling 

 Splash in the Pool— Fly-Fishing by Moonlight for Trout and 

 Salmon— The Delights of Angling— The Difference Between 

 the True Sportsman and the Fish Killer— The Miramichi and 

 its Tributaries— Some Fishery Statistics— Changes in the Life 

 of the Salmon— Did You ever See a Female Grilse?— How to 

 Drag a Salmon Fly— Favorite Flies— Habits of the Salmon- 

 Kelts are Unfit for Food. 



FISHING NEAR NEW YORK. 



r?OR practical and specific directions to reach several 

 hundred fishing resorts within easy distance of New 

 York city, see issues of 1889 as follows: April 18, April 25, 

 May 2, May 9, May 30, June 0, June 18, June, 20, June 27. 



TROUTING ON THE SIOUX. 



Give me the babbling brook that plays 



Sweet music to the ear, 

 And tempts us there to spend our days 



All through the live-long year. 



ABOUT ten miles south from Bayfield, at the head of 

 Chaquamegon Bay, the Sioux River empties into 

 the great basin of Lake Superior after Tippling for thirty 

 miles or more through sunless woods and daisied fields. 

 It is a noted stream lor the spangled beauties, that range 

 in size from nurselings to the more pretentious of a pound 

 or more, and attracts many a devotee of the rod to its 

 translucent waters and picturesque banks. No stream in 

 the State of Michigan is fished with more persistency 

 than this each season, and the wonder is that its waters 

 are not entirely depleted, at least such is its deplorable 

 situation when the season closes each year. As soon, 

 however, as the early song birds form their pastoral 

 choir, and the clustered buds upon the silver maples 

 burst in their exuberance and fringe the graceful 

 branches with their silver tassels, the golden-finned and 

 crimson-stained fontmalis from Superior's icy basin 

 again tenant the purling waters of this sinuous stream, 

 which mellifluently murmurs: 



I come from haunts of coot and hern, 



I make a sudden sally, 

 And sparkle out among the fern. 



To bicker down a valley. 



The piscatorial delights of the Sioux during my stay at 

 Bayfield, a few seasons ago, were S3 elaborately pictured 

 to me, that I resolved to make a raid on the goiden-hued 

 beauties, and so arranged with a disciple of the guild, 

 whose acquaintance I made while here, to accompany 

 me. He wa3 not so much inclined to the rod as the gun, 



his ambition being just then to bring down the bounding 

 deer, instead of coaxing the speckled trout to feathery 

 lure or baited hook, albeit he was no novice with rod and 

 line, as the sequel of our trip developed. We concluded 

 to start in the afternoon, immediately after dinner, and 

 stop for the night at a farmhouse located on the river, 

 which was a noted place of resort for the anglers who 

 beguiled the lonely trout from this meandering stream. 

 This would give us an entire day's fishing and enable us to 

 return in the evening with the finny spoils, pr ' Vd for- 

 tune smiled upon us. The distance being oiles, 

 made it necessary for us to engage driver anfc .j. This 

 was soon arranged with the landlord,who had driver, team 

 and wagon at the door as soon as our dinner was dis- 

 patched. Arrived at our objective point, the Angler's 

 Lodge, we dismounted, and taking the hand of the good 

 old matron who presided over it, were given a hearty 

 welcome. As we had no use for the team for our return 

 trip, having engaged a sailboat for thatpurpose that was 

 to meet us at the mouth of the river, we compensated the 

 driver for his services, and duly remembered him for 

 many a day as one of the most ingenious and charming 

 liars that ever drew the long bow. Did we think 

 it necessary to give you some of his fairy talk, you 

 would join us in the affirmative. He had so long been 

 engaged in driving anglers and hunters, and so earnestly 

 listened to those who dealt in questionable narratives, that 

 he finally set up business in that line with eminent success. 



"We were charmed with our comfortable quarters, but 

 more so with the good old lady whose every wrinkle was 

 a smile and which satisfied us that we would b« well 

 cared for. She stated that her two boys. Mike and Tom, 

 were out hunting and that when they returned they 

 would post us about the trouting. The news thus im- 

 parted about the absent ones, somewhat excited my friend 

 Albert, who quickly inquired as to the piece of woods 

 they had chosen for their sport. On receiving the infor- 

 mation, he at once started in search of them, stating as 

 he left that he was exceedingly anxious to learn some- 

 thing about the antlered breed that were reported so 

 numerous in this locality. His heart was assuredly 

 with his gun, not less rod, and I then well knew if he 

 found the hunter boys, the pursuit of trout for the nonce 

 would be conquered to oblivion. My observation has 

 always been, that where a sportsman is both hunter and 

 angler, he invariably loves the exciting sports of the fields 

 and woods far better than the delights of streams and 

 lakes. 1 admiringly watched him for a few minutes as 

 he rapidly strode through the meadow, rife in columbine 

 and clover-blow, that separated him from the dense 

 forest. 



As the sun was a few hours high, I concluded to prepare 

 for an immediate angle in the stream, which was within 

 a stone's throw of the house. I soon had my rod ready, 

 and was about to take up my creel and depart, when I 

 heard a voice at my back cry out: 



"1's a trout." 



Turning around, I was confronted with as impish a 

 looking little negro girl as I ever saw. So inexpressibly 

 black was she, that as the boys say, a piece of charcoal 

 well applied would have made a white mark upon her. 

 Her great dark sparkling eyes, thick hps and white 

 teeth, with head defiantly thrown back, made a pictur- 

 esque whole something akin to the romping Topsy of 

 Uncle Tom fame. There she stood eying me with such 

 a saucy and devil-may-care air, that I was satisfied she 

 was a second edition of that droll and prankish black- 

 amoor of literature. 



"A trout are you?" I replied, and then adjusting my 

 line, I sent it sailing toward the little ebon hued, re- 

 marking at the same time, ''That's what I am after." 



The aim was good, and as the hook was about to alight 

 upon her wooly head, she ducked it back, and catching 

 the hook in her mouth immediately spit it out saying: 



"You can't fool this trout!" 



' All right. I'll try once more." And lengthening the 

 line a little I sent it on its mission again, and this time it 

 fell on her kinky hair, and giving it a short and quick 

 jerk I had the saucy little imp well in hand, bawling out 

 innumerable "obs." 



"You are a trout, are you? and a big black one you are; 

 so come along this way and have your neck broken to 

 keep you from spoiling." And I then reeled her in amid 

 her cries and struggles, and on releasing the hook from 

 her thick and tangled mass of hair she like a flash of 

 lightning endeavored to give me a vicious slap on the 

 face, but dodging her well-aimed blow it fell upon my 

 hat and sent it spinning yards away, and then she darted 

 off like a swallow on wing. The old lady who was stand- 

 ing in the doorway and a witness to the whole perform- 

 ance laughed at the little farce and declared the mis- 

 chievous jade wanted a thrashing. My first catch ter- 

 restrial ftuly satisfied me with the black unfreck led game, 

 and so with creel and rod I started up the road in hopes 

 of soon basketing something more beautiful and palat- 

 able. After a walk of about half a mile I left the high- 

 way and took a direct line for the desired stream, which 

 I soon readied, and which owing to its Binuosities would 

 give me near a mile of trouting, more, doubtless, than I 

 then wanted. 



It was a charming brook of rippling water and sylvan 

 shore, and just the place where a jay would build her 

 nest, or the woodpecker find the solitude he so dearly 

 loves. Soft shadows from waving alders stretch across 

 it, while a declining sun beautified it with its rays of 

 glittering gold. It sweetly sang as it mutmui'ed along: 



I chatter over stony ways, 



In little sharps and trebles; 

 I bubble into eddying bays. 



I babble on the pebbles. 



As I stood upon the sloping bank, drinking in the 

 beauty of the lovely brook and the charm of woodland 

 arbors, a splash from trout was heard, and dancing rip- 

 ples at onee ran from some lapping bushes, betraying the 

 lurking place of the leaping fish.. My ambition was at 

 once aroused, and putting on a "barn-yard" hackle, 

 which was a necessity, owing to the overhanging 

 branches, I sent it where the waters waved, and was soon 

 rewarded with a vigorous bite, and an eight-inch trout 

 was transferred from his azure realm to the grassy turf 

 in my rear. As I turned to release the hook from my 

 finny victim, I was amazed to see the grinning face of 

 the frolicsome imp of the Angler's Ledge peering out 

 from a cluster of bushes. 



"What are you doing there, you sneaking Ethiop, " 

 petulantly inquired. 



