Forest and Stream 



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NEW YORK, AUGUST 2 7, 1891. 



j VOL. XXXVII.-No. e. 



( No. 318 Broadwat, New Yohk. 



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CONTENTS. 



Editobial. 



For FORBSX AND STR13A4M 



Readers. 

 A Camp Fire Run Wild. 

 "Wane of the Adirondacks." 

 Rescue of Native Fishes. 

 Snap Shots. 

 The Sportsman Tourist. 

 Katydid. 



A Colorado Outing.— I. 

 Adirondack Life. 

 The Cranberry Lake Country. 

 The Adirondacks in 1S58. 

 Adirondsck Memories. 

 Circumnavigating the Adiron- 



The Upper Adirondacks in '56. 



Two We^ks at Spruce Lake. 



Adirondack Hospitality of the 

 Olden Time. 

 Natural Histort. 



The Mantis Sbrimp. 



Woodcock's TwiMer Again. 

 GAME Bag and Gun. 



A Chicken Hunt in the Nation 



Chicago and the West. 



Still-hunting Deer With Bird 

 Dogs. 



Hints on Handling Guns. 



Worcester Notes. 



A Shore Bird Incident. 



New Hampshire Moose, Deer, 



Carihoc. 

 Michigan Deer Resorts. 

 Forest and Stream Nursery 



Rnymes. 



Sea and River Fishing. 

 A Novice m Pike County. 

 Small-Mouths Near Chicago. 

 Fishing in Illinois. 

 Fall Fishing in Canada. 

 Fish in Maine Waters. 

 Angling Notes. 



FiSHCUETURE. 



Fishculture in Mexico. 

 The Kennel. 

 Is It Not Worth Considering? 

 Effect of Climate on Dogs, 

 Pamless Death. 

 Even a Worm Will Turn. 

 Beagle Field Trials. 

 Dog Chat. 

 Kennel Notes. 



Answers to Correspondents. 

 Rifle and Trap Shootinq. 

 Range and GaUerv. 

 New Orleans Riflemen. 

 American Schueiz^jnfest. 

 The Trap. 



The Guns at Lexingston. 



Milwaukee— Chicago. 



Victor Tournamsnt. 



Essex GiiU Club. 



Brooklyn Traps. 



Pennsylvania Traps. 

 Yachting. 



Corinthian Y. C. Sweepstakes. 



Cherry Diamond Y. C. Cup. 



Yachting Notes. 

 Canoeing. 



The A. C. A. Meet of 1891. 

 Answers to Correspondents, 



''THE WANE OF THE ADIRONDACKS." 



THE title of Mr. Charles Hallock's paper published to- 

 day has been changed, on its author's suggestion 

 that with their ever increasing hosts of summer visitors 

 the Adirondacks cannot well be said to be on the wane. 

 Nevertheless, a perusal of this second special Adirondack 

 number will convince most readers that the Adirondacks, 

 as known to the sportsmen, are in large measure passing 

 away. It is not at all surprising that most of the papers 

 we print to-day, coming from older visitors to the North 

 Woods, should be of a reminiscent character and tinged 

 with natural regret at the changing conditions in the 

 Northern Wilderness. 



No one who has known the region in its primitive con- 

 dition, when the sportsman might go wheresoever his 

 own sweet will prompted, fish in any and all waters un- 

 molested, follow his deer without let or hindrance, and 

 camp where fancy dictated, on jutting point or beside 

 pleasant rivers— no visitor of those years, now returning, 

 can contemplate existing conditions without such com- 

 parison, nor without involuntarily sighing for 'the old 

 order of things. The Adirondacks of to-day stand largely 

 for a district of vast private parks and preserves, posted 

 with trespass notices and guarded by private police; of 

 lakes plowed by steamboats and dominated by huge sum- 

 mer hotels; of sickening woodland wastes devastated by 

 the ax and by fire. 



There is no need of visiting the North Woods to learn 

 all this. The newspapers regularly devote a share of 

 their space to the Adirondacks, as to other summer 

 resorts of people who because of their wealth or social or 

 political position are entitled to have their sitting-down 

 ^.nd their rising-up chronicled by the press. These people 



are not at all dependent on fishing or shooting for their 

 amusement, The record of Secretary Noble's catch of 

 109 trout in a day takes up but two lines in a half - column 

 letter, which is for the most part concerned with the 

 more popular North Woods amusements of balls, lawn 

 tennis tournaments, church fairs, charity fairs, trotting 

 meetings and rifle matches for silver trophies. Paul 

 Smith's was once in the wilderness; but note the record 

 of a recent gala night there: 



While the charity ball at Paul Smith's on Tuesday was not as 

 large as the annual charity dance in New York, yet it lacked little 

 In brilliancy. The company of disUnguished ladies and gentle- 

 men gathered on the shores of St. Regis for sweet charity's sake 

 would have done honor to any ballroom in the world. The silks, 

 satins, laces, diamonds and line clothes generally made the woods- 

 men's eyes stick out with wonderment at the fortnnes thus dis- 

 played. Some of the ladies went so far as to send to the city safe 

 deposit companies for their jewels. Paul Smith beamed on his 

 guests, as a genial host should . and pointed to them as proof that 

 they represented $150,000,000 of cold hard cash. 



When the man with the fishing rod encounters an 

 orchestra in a North V/oods hotel making music for an 

 occasion of this sort, how is he to avoid falling into a 

 reminiscent mood, and why may he not be indulged in 

 his plaint that the glory of the Adirondacks is on the 

 wane r 



A CAMP-FIRE RUN WILD. 



SOME wooden tent-pins inclosing a few square yards 

 of ground half covered with a bed of evergreen 

 twigs, matted but still fresh and odorous, a litter of paper 

 and powder smirched rags, empty cans and boxes, a few 

 sticks of fire wood, a blackened, primitive wooden crane, 

 with its half-charred supporting crotches, and a smolder- 

 ing heap of ashes and dying brands, mark the place of a 

 camp recently deserted. 



Coming upon it by chance, one could not help a feeling 

 of loneliness, something akin to that inspired by the cold 

 hearthstone of an empty house, or the crumbling founda- 

 tions of a dwelling long since fallen to ruin. 



What days and nights of healthful life have been spent 

 here. What happy hours, never to return, have been 

 passed here. What jokes have flashed about; what merry 

 tales been told; what joyeus peals-of laughter rang where 

 now all is silence. 



But no one is there to see it. A crow peers down from 

 a treetop to discover what pickings he may glean: and a 

 mink steals up from the landing that bears the keelmarks 

 of lately departed boats, both distrustful of the old silence 

 which the place has so suddenly resumed: and a company 

 of jays, flit silently about, wondering that there are 

 no intruders to assail with their inexhaustible vocabu- 

 lary. 



A puff of wind rustles among the treetops, disturbing 

 the balance of the crow, then plunges downward and 

 sets aflight a scurry of dry leaves; and out of the gray 

 ashes uncoils a thread of smoke and spins it off into the 

 haze of leaves and shadows. 



The crow flaps in sudden alarm, the mink takes shelter 

 in his coign of vantage among the driftwood, and the 

 jays raise a multitudinous clamor of discordant outcry. 



The dry leaves alight as if by mischievous guidance of 

 evil purpose upon the dormant embers, another pufl' of 

 wind arouses a flame that first tastes them, then licks 

 them with an eager tongue, then with the next eddying 

 breath scatters its crumbs of sparks into the verge ©f the 

 forest. These the rising breeze fans till it loads itself 

 with a light burden of smoke, shifted now here, now 

 there, as it is trailed along the forest floor, now climbing 

 among the branches, then soaring skyward. 



l.ittle flames creep along the bodies of fallen trees and 

 fluffy windrows of dry leaves, toying like panther kittens 

 with their assured prey, and then grown hungry with 

 such dainty tasting, the flames upburst in a mad fury of 

 devouring. They climb swifter than panthers to treetops, 

 falling back they gnaw savagely at tree roots, till the 

 ancient lords of the forest reel and topple and fall before 

 the gathering wind, and bear their desti-oyer still onward. 



The leeward woods are thick with a blinding, stifling 

 fog and smoke, through which all the wild creatures of 

 the forest flee in terror, whither, they know not— by 

 chance to safety, by equal chance perhaps to a terrible 

 death in the surging deluge of fire. The billows of flame 

 heave and dash with a constant insatiate roar, tossing 

 ever onward a red foam of sparks and casting a jetsam of 

 lurid brands upon the ever-retreating strand that is but 

 touched with the wash of enkindling, when it is overrun 

 by the sea of fire. 



The ice-cold springs grow hot in its fierce overwhelm- 

 ing wave, the purling rills hiss and boil and shrink before 

 it, then vanish from their seared beds. 



All the living greenness of the forest is utterly con- 

 sumed — great trees that have stood like towers, de- 

 fying the centuries, with the ephemeral verdure of the 

 woodland undergrowth ; and to mark the place of all this 

 recent majesty and beauty, there is but smouldering ruin 

 and black and ashen waste. 



Little farms but lately uncovered to the sun out of the 

 wilderness, cozy homesteads but newly builded, are swept 

 away, and with them cherished hopes and perhaps pre- 

 cious lives. 



What irreparable devastation has been wrought by the 

 camp-fire run wild! 



Meanwhile the careless begetters of this havoc are 

 making their leisurely way toward the outer world of 

 civilization, serenely noting that the woods are on fire, 

 and complacently congratulating themselves that the dis- 

 aster did not come to spoil then* outing; never once thmk- 

 ing that by a slight exercise of that care which all men 

 owe the world, this calamity, that a century cannot re- 

 pair, might have been avoided, 



Campers, "Put out the light, and then — put out the 

 light." 



FOR "FOREST AND STREAM" READERS. 



NEXT week we shall begin the publication of a series 

 of illustrations, "Among the Wildfowl," drawn for 

 the Forest and Stkeam by Mr. W. Townsend. These 

 sketches are capital delineations of wild duck ways as 

 studied by the artist during his ducking excursions on 

 Virginia coast waters. Their truthfulness to nature will 

 be appreciated by all old duck hunters. The series will 

 extend through several weeks. 



From Capt. F. S. Dugmore, E. N. R., a falconer of thirty 

 years' experience, we have secured a series of chapters 

 on the "Art of Fishing with Trained Cormorants." Capt. 

 Dugmore has not only successfully followed this sport 

 himself, but has taught others the art, having numbered 

 among his apt pupils the late Crown Prince Rudolph of 

 Austria. Whether or no the instructions which he has 

 prepared for the readers of Forest and Stream shall lead 

 to the introduction of the Chinese fishing methods in 

 America, we may at least give assurance that the instruc- 

 tions themselves will be found vastly entertaining. Then- 

 publication will begin shortly. 



One of the "Snap Shots" the other day suggested that 

 we proposed some time to have a special number made up 

 of forest and stream reminiscences of boyhood days. 

 The hint has been acted upon by several favorite con- 

 tributors; and there has been sent in a goodly supply of 

 happily told youthful experiences well worthy the telling. 

 It is in store for a future number. 



RESCUE OF NATIVE FISHES. 



THE work of transferring fishes from the overflow 

 ponds in the Mississippi Valley has been going on 

 for several years with excellent results. Hundreds of 

 thousands of ' adult fishes have been saved from drying up 

 in pools and sloughs during the heat of summer and the 

 effect upon the supply is clearly seen. The State of Illi- 

 nois and the United States have joined forces in this 

 undertaking and pushed it vigorously forward, Illinois 

 owns a swift steamer, the Lotus, which is specially fitted 

 up with fish tanks on the outer guards, into which sprays 

 of water can be thrown by pumps run by steam from the 

 boiler, through pipes extending the entire length of the 

 boat on each side. This insures safe transportation and 

 rapid distribution. The United States sends out its Fish 

 Commission cars in August to extend this highly success- 

 ful work into remote portions of Illinois and many other 

 States. It is certain that the results of systematic stock- 

 ing with mature fishes of the kind here distributed are 

 never in doubt and always prompt, and the industry, 

 therefore, never fails to receive public sympathy and 



support. ——————===== 



We regret to note the death of H. F. Bingham, a well- 

 known lawyer of Portland, Oregon, who, while fishing 

 on a cliff of rocks at the beach Friday, fell into the water, 

 was carried out to sea by a huge wave, and drowned. 

 Mr. Bingham was interested in Forest and Stream sub- 

 jects and frequently contributed to our col umns. 



The first special Adirondack nu»fber was issued 

 .June 18. 



