Forest and Stream. 



A Weekly Journal of the Rod and Gun. 



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NEW YORK, DECEMBER IB, 1892. 



i VOL. XXXIX.-No. 34 

 (No. 318 Broadwax, New York. 



CONTEIfTS. 



Editorial. 



An Individual Appeal. 

 Hugh Monro". 

 The Largest Brook Trout, 

 Snap Shots. 



The Sportsman Tourist. 



Chat and Comments by "Pod- 



That Sheet-Iron Stove. 

 Natural History. 



Pheasants in Confinement. -n. 

 Game Bag and Gun. 



Chicago and the West. 

 Alleghany Hunting Grounds. 

 There Appears to be G-ame 

 Here. 



Spaniels and Partridges. 



The HnntingR'flp. 



In the Guadalupe Mountains. 



Three Maine Deer. 



Colorado Game Interests. 



"A Sranding Menace." 



Rabbit Shooting in Morris 

 Countv. 



Maine B'g Game. 



Autnma Days with the Wood- 

 rock, 



Sea and River Fishing. 



Much Fun for Little Money. 

 Pennsylvania Fish Wardens. 

 A Big Sea Devil. 

 With a Fly- Rod. 



Fishculture. 



OhioF'sb Commission, 

 Fishculture in Russia. 



The Kennel. 



Nashville Dng Show. 

 Central Field Trials. 

 A Day at Nashvillp. 

 American Kennel Club Meet- 

 ing. 



United States Field Trials. 

 Points and Flushes. 

 Dog Chat, 



Answers to Correspondents. 



Yachting. 



The Dunraven Challenge. 

 A Canadian Ice Yacht. 

 NevFs Notes. 



Canoeing. 



The Cruise of the Elsa. 

 Driftwood from the East. 

 Royal C. C. 

 News Notes. 



Rifle Range and Gallery. 



To International Riflemen, 

 Trap Shooting. 



The Handicap System. 

 Massachusetts State Shoot. 

 On the Old Stone House 



(irounds. 

 Drivers and Twisters. 



Answers to Queries. 



For Prospectus and Advertising Rates see Page v. 



THE A3IATEUR PHOTOGRAPHS. 

 This is the last month for receiving work submitted in 

 the FOKEST AND STREAM Amateur Photography Competi- 

 tion. All photographs must be mailed to us not later than 

 Dec. 31, Nothing bearing a later post mark will be re- 

 ceived. 



Full details respecting the terms of the competition are 

 given in another column (page 533), and these instructions 

 in circular form will be sent on request to any address. 



The collection of views already received is most inter- 

 esting; and we shall give the readers of this journal the 

 privilege of seeing many of the views reproduced in its 

 columns. 



HUGH MONROE. 



Last week we received from Montana a telegram which 

 announced the death of Hugh Monroe, one of the very 

 last of the old-time race of trappers. He was about one 

 hundred years of age, and of these more than seventy- 

 nine had been spent on the plains and in the mountains, 



Hugh Monroe was a remarkable man. His life was 

 full of startling changes and sharp contrasts, of keen de- 

 lights, and of deadly perils. Its story, if written, would 

 be the history of a great region, utterly wild and savage 

 when he first knew it, but gradually settled and civil- 

 ized, until now it has cities and towns, and hamlets and 

 farms, and railroads, and is no longer wild, uncultivated 

 or distant. To write his life, too, would be to give at the 

 same time the story of a people, who were once as free 

 and savage and untamed as the wild beasts on which 

 they fed, a scourge to their enemies and a terror to the 

 white invaders of their land; but who are now quiet, in- 

 dustrious, occupied in peaceful pursuits, tilling the soil, 

 tending their herds, 



Monroe was almost the last survivor of a type wholly 

 unknown to the generation of to-day, but who flfty years 

 ago were the masters of the mountains and the plains. 

 It was of such men that Irving wrote — and a little later 

 Parkman — when they told, the one of the prairies and 

 Astoria and of Bonneville, and the other of California 

 and the Oregon trail. Of these men scarcely one sur- 

 vives to-day. Such names as the Sublettes, Bent, St. 

 Vrain, Jack Robinson, Bridger, Peter Ogden, Meek. 

 Carson and others come to the mind. Most of them 

 died long ago, but some we have known and known 

 well. They were men; they were the real pioneers. 

 Beside them, how absurd to-day sounds the title "ex- 

 plorer," applied to the man who rides in a railway car 

 to within a hundred miles of the country he wishes to 

 penetrate. 



Eighty years ago Monroe took service with the Hud- 

 son's Bay Co,, and set out for the distant West, On foot, 

 by packet, by brigade and by canoe he journeyed over 

 the weary miles that lay between bustling Montreal and 

 lonely Fort Edmonton, then the westernmost of the posts 

 of the great company. Soon after reaching there he was 

 gent out alone to live with the Blackfeet, for another in- 



terpreter was needed and he must learn the language. It 

 was at this time that, wholly without intention, he marvel- 

 ously impressed the simple Indians by lighting a medicine 

 pipe with his burning glass, so that they belie-ved that he 

 had brought down the sun— which they worshipped— and 

 they called him its child. From that tJme on he was 

 a person of importance in the tribe, a welcome guest in 

 every lodge. Soon he married a woman of the Piegans 

 and i-eared a family of children, some of whom, and 

 their children and grandchildren, were about him to the 

 last. 



At first a Hudson's Bay man, Monroe was by turns a 

 free trapper, American Fur Co. employee and scout for 

 the United States Government. During the explorations 

 for a Pacific Railway route he served as guide and inter- 

 preter with Gov, Stevens and Mr. Doty, and on one occa- 

 sion by his influence with the Indians saved the whole 

 party of whites from being killed by the enraged Black- 

 feet and Gros Ventres of the prairie. Long before this, 

 while on a war expedition with the Blackfeet and Gros 

 Ventres, he had saved from death a party of 112 white 

 men and Indians, under Peter Ogden, who were trapping 

 beaver for one of the Sublettes, 



Hugh Monroe was a man of most simple, gentle and 

 kindly disposition, yet he was a brave man and the sire of 

 brave children. He has told us many a tale of daring 

 adventure, relating them as simply as a child, giving only 

 the bare facts and leaving his hearers to draw their own 

 conclusions. His sons John and Francois have good war 

 records and the former, in one fight, alone against a 

 party of Assinaboines, had thu'teen balls put through his 

 robe, three in his gun stock and two through the hand- 

 kerchief bound about his head, and finally drove ofl" the 

 enemy. His grandsons, Robert and William Jackson, 

 were good scouts and good fighters under Generals Custer 

 and MUes, and one of them killed Lame Deer when, dur- 

 ing a talk, he shot at Gen. Miles, who was sitting on his 

 horse close to him. The General, we believe, still pre- 

 serves the war bonnet worn by the chief, which shows in 

 its forehead piece the round hole where Jackson's fatal 

 bullet cut it. 



Unwept save in his own immediate circle, unhonored 

 save in these brief lines, Hugh Monroe has gone down to 

 a lonely grave in the land he loved. Yet how great a 

 service have he and his performed for this country and 

 for all of us. Worthily he lived his simple life, never 

 realizing, perhaps, any great part of all that he was 

 accomplishing, with no purpose save to perform, as 

 nearly as he knew it, his duty toward his fellow men, 

 red or white. But it was through his life, and through 

 the lives of such as he, that the broad empire, which was 

 at first an unknown wilderness, then the far West, and 

 is now flourishing States, was subdued and made habit- 

 able. Such men, the pioneers, nameless and unknown 

 though they were, made this Nation possible. Their 

 hardships, their toils, their sufferings, their dangers and 

 their deaths were endured for all of us. 



Away out in far Montana a link which bound together 

 the past and the present was broken when, ;on the border 

 of the vast plains he had roamed over for eighty years, 

 under the shadow of the changeless mountains whose 

 defiles he had so often threaded, Hugh Monroe paid the 

 last great debt to nature. 



THE LARGEST BROOK TROUT. 



How much will the skin of a grizzly have shrunk three 

 years after the shot was fired that laid him low? Look at 

 the trophy on your study floor and answer f aii'ly , Meas- 

 ured in the excitement of the chase, it seemed to be ten 

 feet long, but now you can almost compass the distance 

 from head to tail at a single step. 



Perhaps the same experience may be realized upon 

 critical examination of the giant brook trout of the records. 

 We mean the red-spotted /ow^inaZ^s, and not one of its 

 black-spotted western cousins. C, T. Richardson has re- 

 cently mentioned the male weighing IS^lbs. which was 

 caught in 1867 by Fish Commissioner Henry O, Stanley, 

 Joseph Lamb and others while collecting eggs in one of 

 the Rangeley lakes. He referred also to a brook trout 

 taken in a pond at Mt, Vernon, Me., nearly a half century 

 ago, which weighed upward of 201bs, The first one was 

 the same fish recorded by the late Mr. Page and was said 

 to weigh lOlbs. three days after its capture. 



It is possible, but hardly probable, that any authenic 

 brook trout larger than the ISlbs. specimen caught by 

 Seth Green and weighed^by the late Dr. P, R. Hoy has 



ever been brought to the scales. The trout captured "by 

 Mr. Stanley was 30 inches long and 18 inches in circum- 

 ference. Dr, Hoy told us the weight of the Seth Green 

 trout, but could not recall its measurements. We recall 

 the fact that Charles Hallock has mentioned a brook trout 

 of 17lbs., but it is not sure that he really identified the 

 fish as a veritable fontinalis. It may be that some of the 

 supposed brook trout of unusual size are really lake trout, 

 which is the largest species of its genus, and is reputed to 

 reach 6 feet in length with the weight of 901bs. 



AN INDIVIDUAL APPEAL. 

 Attention is invited to the strong letters of indorse- 

 ment, which we publish on another page, relative to our 

 presentation of the case of "Cooke City vs. the National 

 Park.'' These indorsements are from men who have studied 

 the question intelligently, thoroughly and honestly; and 

 their investigations have led them to the conclusion, 

 which we believe must be reached by every candid and 

 public-spirited investigator, that the National interest de- 

 mands the preservation of the Yellowstone Park in its 

 integrity. 



Our statement of the case, in the last issue, has been 

 reprinted in pamphlet form, that it may have currency 

 outside of the wide publication given by Forest and 

 Stream. Every reader who appreciates the gravity of 

 the situation, who would see the Park preservedifor his 

 children and his children's children, and who may be 

 willing to make an individual effort toward accomplish- 

 ing the defeat of the iniquitous bills now menacing the 

 Yellowstone— every such an one is invited to assist in 

 the Park defense movement by putting these circulars 

 where they will best create public sentiment. The re- 

 prints will be sent in any desired numbers, post paid, to 

 any address. 



DEATH OF DR. P. R. HOY. 



Dr. P, R. Hoy, who died suddenly at Racine last Mon- 

 day aged seventy-six, will be remembered by readers of 

 Forest and Stream as the discoverer of the food of the 

 whitefish. Previous to 1870 he had preserved the par- 

 tially digested stomach contents of these fish, gnd when 

 the Chicago Academy of Sciences initiated the explora- 

 tion of the deeper waters of Lake Michigan, he became 

 associated with Doctors Stimpson, Lapham and Andrews 

 and Mr. E, W, Blatchford, in the dredging operations. 

 It was found that the species secured by Dr. Hoy were 

 abundant on the lake bottom and constituted the chief 

 food of the whitefish. They were two small crustaceans, 

 a planarian and a little mollusk. The existence of crus- 

 taceans in Lake Michigan was not suspected until Dr. 

 Hoy's studies brought them to light. 



As a testimonial to Dr, Hoy's services to science Dr. 

 Gill named a species of whitefish in his honor, and this 

 stands among the recognized forms at present, Dr, Hoy 

 contributed zoological papers to the transactions of the 

 Wisconsin Academy, His interest in angling brought 

 him into association with the lovers of the gentle art, 

 and, we have it from his own lips, brought him health 

 and a long life. One of his happiest experiences was his 

 presence at the capture by Seth Green of a 12-pound 

 brook trout in the " Soo." 



The International Fish Conference, which was ad- 

 journed from Hamilton, Ont,, Dec. 8, 1892, will meet in 

 Detroit, Mich,, next Tuesday, Dec, 20. Dr. Herschei 

 Whitaker, of Detroit, is chairman of the committee of 

 arrangements, and invites the attendance and coopera- 

 tion of all persons interested in securing uniformity of 

 fish laws in the several States and Provinces. 



Mr. Nathaniel Wentworth, of Hudson, N. H,, has been 

 appointed Fish Commissioner, to succeed Col. George W. 

 Riddle, of Manchester, whose term expired Nov, 15, Mr. 

 Went worth's appointment has been most favorably re - 

 ceived by the press, and it is said for him that he will 

 bring to the duties of his new office a warm interest in 

 the work, and a fund of information gained from a life- 

 long, participation in outdoor life with rod and gun. 



"We were just cranks enough," writes a contributor in 

 another column, "to insist on loading our own shells." 

 The cartridge companies turn out millions of machine 

 loaded shells, most excellent ammunition it is too, but 

 there are yet left uncounted hosts of shooters who load 

 their own shells, and they are not all cranks either. 



