Jttlt 22, 1893.] 



FOREST AND STREAM. 



several occasions this spring. It looks terribly out of 

 place for them." 



That Reminds Me. 

 On my desk the other day I found a card with the 

 following inscription: "Sorry I can't see you. Yours in 

 Foep:st akd Stream, O. O. Smith." I am sorry, too, that 

 I could not meet Mr. Smith. But is not "Yours in 

 Forest and Stream" a good thing? It is much better 

 than "Yours in F. O. B.," or "Yours in E. S. Q.," or in 

 about anything else? The fellowship, the freemasonry 

 and the comradeship of the friends of a good, big, clean 

 paper ai-e pleasant things, and "Yours in Forest and 

 Stream" just covers the whole situation accurately and 

 concisely. 



But speaking of Mr. O. O. Smith reminds me of Mr. Bob 

 Smith, now or once a well-known attorney in Boston, 

 Mass. I never met Mr. Bob Smith, and do not know 

 whether or not he is still living, but I can tell a mighty 

 good story on him, just the same. The story came to me 

 through a shooter whom we will call Billy for short, who 

 was out on this hunt, years ago, when the incidents in 

 hand occurred. The parties on the hunt were Mr. Bob 

 Smith, Mr. Wirt Dexter and BiUy. Mr. Wirt Dexter died 

 not many years ago, and when he died one of the noblest 

 8poi"tsmen of Chicago passed away. 



Mr. Dexter was a good shot, but Mr. Smith— well, he 

 Wasn't, according to BLUy. They were shooting prahie 

 chickens, out in Nebraska, and Mr. Smith's gait on these 

 easy birds was about one in thirty, according to Billy. 

 Moreover, he was troubled with a wild pointer dog, which 

 would persist in breaking in and chasing after the birds 

 which his master couldn't stop. "I guess the dog allowed 

 that was the only way he could get a mess," said Billy, 

 "but I knew the dog was spoiling Mr. Smith's fim, and I 

 told him how to break the dog of running in. I told him 

 to wait tiU he broke in the next time, and when he got off 

 about forty or fifty yards, to slap a load of shot into him. 

 I knew that a few doses of that sort of medicine would 

 stop almost any dog from chasing. 



"Well, Mr. Smith went out the next day ^ith his dog, 

 and from the shooting we heard over liis way we thought 

 he must be having ratthng good sport, but he came in 

 after, lunch and didn't have a bird. 



" 'Didn't you have any luck, Bob?' Mr. Dexter asked 

 him. 



" 'Oh, no; no luck at all,' Mr. Smith said, 'I cawn't liit 

 I them. I cawn't hit them.' 



' ' 'How about the dog? Have you got him broke from 

 I running in?' 



" 'Oh, no; he's bad as ever, just as bad as ever,' said 

 Mr. Smith, and he turned to go away. 



" 'Well, why didn't you try shooting him, the way 

 Billy said?' says Mr. Dexter. 



" 'I did tiy it,' says Mr. Smith, 'but it's no good.' 



" 'Why, whaf s the matter? That usually works,' Mr; 

 Dexter saysi 



" 'Why, confound it, man,* says Mr. Smith, 'if you 

 niUst know it, I caion't Mt the dog!' " 



Very Gun-Shy. 



Speaking of unpleasant field dogs reminds me of a dog 

 we had out with us on a little snipe hunt over at Warsaw, 

 Ind. , not long ago. This dog was a setter of lofty parent- 

 age, and was a beautiful fellow, but so gun-shy he would 

 run if you spoke to a friend about going shooting. We 

 took him up in the country to trade him off, his owner, Mr. 

 Austin Funk, auditor of the coimty, having offered a 

 liberal commission to any one who would sell him or give 

 him away. Charlie Irvtn was auctioneer, and every 

 farmer we met got an interview on the subject of buying 

 a handsome dog^ worth $500, at the low sUm of $3.35. The 

 farmers all seemed to thirik, from Mr. Irvin's looks, that 

 he had stolen the dog; and so we couldn't make a sale. 

 We went on out to the shooting groundts, and after the 

 first shot our dog left us and went under the wagon, 

 wheie he stayed all day. When we started home we 

 decided to make a cut rate on dogs, and offered the re- 

 tiring canine to tlu-ee farmers at $1.50, $1.25 and $1 

 respectively. It wouldn't do. We passed a wayside 

 grocery, and resolved to sacrifice the dog for two 

 bottles of ginger ale. This was declined, and we 

 made it one bottle, but no takers. The man there knew 

 Mr, Irvin to our misfortime. "Why, Mr. Irvin," said he, 

 "you wouldn't have any dog along that wasn't a good one. 

 That dog is worth $300, and you're only fooling with me." 

 We couldn't say anything to shake this belief, and left 

 much discouraged. We were well nigh in despair after 

 we had tried four different times after that to give the 

 dog away, and throw in the collar and chain. No one 

 would take him, and we arrived in town with the dog 

 stiU in our possession. 



At last late that evening we found a man who needed 

 a dog to chase the chickens out of his garden. He was 

 willing to stand a round of cigars if we Would give him 

 this dog. We joyfully agreed to this, and he led the dog 

 away. Next morning at 8 o'clock he was around trying 

 to get us to take him back. He said that when he struck 

 a match to light a fire in the morning the dog broke a 

 window tiying to get away. He couldn't afford any such 

 dog as that, and was satisfied something was wrong with 

 him, emotional insanity or something of that sort. We 

 told him the cigars were all smoked up, and we couldn't 

 think of robbing him by trading back. Then we all went 

 over to the auditor's office and claimed commission on 

 the sale of the dog. We allowed a round of cigars was 

 about right for the commission (there were five of us who 

 were trying to make the sale) and Mr. Fimk settled cheer- 

 fully, Suice then I hear that the present owner of this 

 useful property has been to Jfr. Funk a dozen times beg- 

 gmg hmi with tears in his eyes to take that dog back, 

 but Mr, Funk says he can't think of robbing him. "You 

 keep on shooting over him," says Mr. Funk, on each of 

 these occasions, "and maybe you'U break him of that gun- 

 shyness some day — ^if the ammunition holds out." 



About the City- 

 Mr. Merrill Funk, late of Warsaw, Ind., is now con- 

 nected with the great house of Montgomery Ward & Co. , 

 going into the shell-loading department with Rolla Heikes 

 and Eddie Bingham. Mr. M. E. Moran by the way, one 

 of the gvmmakers in the same house, is a Warsaw man. 

 Mr. C. E. Irvin, of Warsaw, is in town to-day. and there 

 is a sort of a Warsaw reunion over on Michigan avenue. 

 Any Coyotes To-day, Lady? 

 Mr, Martin L. Cummins, of Georgetown College, Wash- 

 uigton, D. C, asks, "Where can I bu/ half a dozen coy- 



otes, and at about what price apiece?" Most of the coy- 

 otes right around here are caught off, but can not some 

 Kansas or Montana friend call to mind some boy who has 

 dug out a litter? If Mr. Cummins will write to Mr. L. F. 

 Bartels, Denver, Col., he may be put in the way of getting 

 what he wants. Or perhaps Mr. E. Hofer, in charge of 

 the Hunter's Cabin, Jackson Park, Chicago, has the 

 address of Montana men who can suj)ply coyotes. Mr. 

 Hofer was in charge of the work of cajituring young 

 wild animals in the Yellowstone Park, for the Smith- 

 sonia.n Institution and other concerns, and if he were now 

 in. Montana could get the coyotes himself. Prices on 

 coyotes vary. I have bought a very good coyote for fifty 

 cents, and sold him for a can of tomatoes, but they may 

 be held at $5 or $10. The coyote is not staple. 



At the Wild West. 



Often as one sees Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show, it 

 gives him goose flesh to go there and see the boys ride. 

 Taking the cowboys, the Mexicans, the American Indians, 

 the Cossacks, the Arabs and the cavalrymen of England, 

 Germany, France and the United States, I presume one 

 would most fancy the riding of the cowboys, and then 

 perhaps that of the Mexicans. The U. S. cavalrymen ride 

 well, far- better, it seems to me, than the English troopers 

 now with the Hon. William's show. The seat of the Enghsh- 

 men seems clumsy and unsteady. The Cossacks and 

 Arabs ride all over a horse, and I should think would kiU 

 up a lot of stock. 



"Probably you don't know where the best riders are to 

 be found," said Mr. Frank Butler, manager of the bright 

 little shooting specialist. Miss Annie Oakley, who does so 

 much to make the programme interesting. "The Ameri- 

 can cowboys are splendid horsemen, of course, but the 

 Italian cowboys of the Campagna can ride any bucking 

 horse that our boys can. The Australians are good riders 

 too, and can handle 'buck jumpers' aU. right." 



Mr. Butler has been with the Wild West Show eight 

 year's. He says that accidents sometimes happen to the 

 most skillful riders. Harry Shannon, one of the best of 

 the cowboys, was nursing a sprained ankle while we were 

 there, and that same evening we saw one of the best Arab 

 riders thrown. His foot hanging in the stirrup he was 

 dragged and kicked by the horse, and finally helped out 

 of the arena with a broken rib, a most fortunate escape 

 from a helpless position and fi-om what seemed probable 

 death. E. Hoxjoh. 



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A CHOICE BUT CHEAP VACATION. 



During a series of years in school and college and 

 afterward in professional life, I have tried all sorts of 

 plans for making my vacation pleasant and profitable. I 

 have camped at the sea-shore, tramped the Adirondacks, 

 fished the woods of Maine, traveled through Europe, visi- 

 ted the Catskills, the White Mountains and the various 

 watering places of New England, but for a complete 

 change, for solid rest, and for utter inexpensiveness, I 

 have never found anything equal to that of which I am 

 abotit to speak. 



One Slimmer while ill Yale CoUegej my uncle said to 

 me, "Nephew, what are you going to do this Yacation? " 

 I replied that I had formed no plans as yet. "Well," said 

 he, ' 'Let me tell you what to do. Select a congenial com- 

 panion, and take with you a suit of old clothes, a few 

 changes of flannel underwear and plenty of good reading 

 matter. Take the Shore Line Eoad from New Haven to 

 New London, Conn. Five miles beyond New London, on 

 the same railroad, is a httle village called Noank, from 

 which go out a great many fishing vessels during the 

 summer season. Some go to Block Island for bluefish, 

 making a voyage of about a week. Others visit Nantucket 

 or Martha's Vineyard, fishing for cod. These are gone 

 two weeks or mora. Others still go to the Banks of New 

 Foundland, and are absent some six weeks. These boats 

 are regular fishing smacks, staunchly built, and able to 

 ride the roughest weather. They have a crew of six or 

 eight men, with bertlis for one or two more. The crews 

 are chiefly of American birth, and for the most part are 

 as brave and manly a set of fellows as one would wisli to 

 meet. They are usually glad to take along one or two 

 passengers, giving them their board for the fish they 

 catch. The board is good and so is the fishing, and if you 

 want a right royal good time, take my advice and go to 

 Noank." 



A few days after the term closed I was on my way to 

 Noank with a companion. We arrived about noon, 

 dined at a quaint httle restaurant, and in an hour's time 

 had found two smacks which were going out the next 

 morning. These boats had room only for one passenger 

 each, so we decided to separate. The captain and crew of 

 my boat were all Americans, except the cook, who was an 

 old Portugese sailor who had been all over the world. 

 During the afternoon we helped lay in the supphes, con- 

 sisting of fresh and salt meat, vegetables of all kinds and 

 canned goods of every variety. The next morning we 

 set sail, stopping at Block Island, to take in a supply of 

 ice and a quantity of whitefish for bait. Our destination 

 was Nantucket, and the trip outward was very delight- 

 ful. To a boy brought up on land, such an experience is 

 fuU of interest and novelty. To watch the working of the 

 ship, the mysteries of the cook room, and to ILsten to the 

 stories which old sailors know how to tell so well, affords 

 a never-ending variety, while the ever-changing scenery 

 as we gradually leave the land behind us, the flight of the 

 sea gulls, the rolling of porpoises and the occasional 

 spouting of a whale, all lend an enchantment to the scene 

 which makes the days very short. 



Once on the fishing grounds the business begins. The 

 cod and haddock lie near the bottom in about twenty 

 fathoms of water. They are caught with a hook, and 

 though they are not a very gamiy fish, yet sometimes they 

 make a fierce fight, and coming up as they do with their 

 large mouth open, they feel much heavier than they 

 are. They run from 5 to 151bs. in weight, and occasion- 

 ally we took one weighing 20 or 251bs. Not unfrequently 

 a shark will swaUow cod, hook and a41, and if he is 



hooked so that he cannot "bite the line, you are sure of 

 genuine sport. All hands are summoned to the line, and 

 then comes the tug of war. If the fine does not break, 

 the shark can be drawn to the surface, and shot, but the 

 very large ones usually get away. 



At times the cod bite furiously and business is brisk, 

 and then again they are indifferent to the bait, and for 

 hom-s and perhaps days, one has nothing to do. At night 

 the fish are dressed and packed away in ice. There are 

 usually many boats on the fishing grounds, and at night 

 the crews visit each other, and vie with each other in tell- 

 ing yarns. The weather was good with one exception, 

 when we had a severe gale for two days, during which 

 time I could do nothing but lie on my stomach and blow 

 the fog horn. It was an experience, however, so gi-and 

 that I counted it the best part of the trip. In two weeks' 

 time we had loaded our vessel and sailed for New York, 

 where I remained with the ship for two days while they 

 were disposing of the fish, and then returned home by 

 rail. The two weeks' catch netted the crew $80 each, 

 after aU expenses had been paid. They offered to give 

 me a share of the proceeds if I would return with them, 

 but I had other plans for the balance of my vacation. It 

 was one of the most delightful outings I have ever had, 

 and it cost actually nothing except the railroad fare to 

 Noank, and from New York. 



I trust that all the young Americans who read this 

 paper wQl not pounce upon Noank at once, for some of 

 them might be disappointed, but a reasonable number of 

 them could probably be accommodated. It might be well 

 to write to the postmaster or some one who lives in the 

 village for definite information before starting, as the 

 number of boats going out from there is somewhat limited. 



N. W. P, 



CANADIAN ANGLING NOTES. 



Op American anglers the cry here is, "Still they come." 

 Never perhaps has there been before such a rush of fisher- 

 men from New York and the New England States into 

 northern Quebec. And never before have those who 

 fished here enjoyed sport equal to that reported from the 

 Lake St. John country this summer. Numbers are flock- 

 ing to the Grande Discharge after the ouananiche, and all 

 are catching lots of fish. I was almost saying that all 

 were enjoying lots of sport. But I recollect that Mr. 

 Robert C. Dowry finds no sport in catching thirty-two 

 ouananiche a day, though he a,dmits that some of them 

 weighed 3, 4 and even 5lbs. each. It would necessarily 

 be a very funny world, this one of ours, if everybody in 

 it thought alike. And if all men's tales were equal what 

 a poor chance some of us would have for the good things 

 of this life, or rather for what we in our blissful ignorance 

 choose to consider the good things of this life. There 

 would soon be very little angling left in most localities if 

 all the world were lovers of the gentle art; and perhaps it 

 is lucky for the future sport of noted flishermen of ouan- 

 aniche, like J. G. A. Creighton, Kit Clarke, E. J. Myers 

 and others who have sung so loudly and so enthusiastic- 

 ally the praises of the wily warrior of Lake St. John, that 

 aU who angle are not as enraptured as they are with the 

 sport afforded at the Grande Discharge, Still it must be 

 admitted that the majority of those who have fished for 

 ouananiche under most favorable conditions are decidedly 

 of the opinion that ouananiche is far away ahead of trout 

 fishing. But because of iSli. Dowry's reputation as an 

 angler and from the temper of his letter on the Lake St. 

 John ouananiche, I am satisfied that he did not catch ouan- 

 aniche under the most favorable conditions, though in all 

 my experience I have never seen so little sport, as Mr. 

 Lowry describes it, in so splendid a catch of fish as he 

 reports. But anglers know that there are days and sea- 

 sons when the gamest fish are heavy and slow, and Mr. 

 Lowry imf ortunately failed to hook any of athletic or 

 gymnastic temperament, such as those which have to be 

 sought in the revolving foam that covers the deep heav- 

 ing pools at the very foot of the heavy rapids. The 

 sport which these afford is no more to be compared with 

 that which is had from tired or lazy fish reposing in the 

 comparatively calm water about the rocks than the strug- 

 gles of a trout are to those of a chub or otutouche. And 

 as for the ouananiche that is hooked on a troll, I cannot 

 see what sport is to be expected of him. But ''Chacun a 

 son gout." 



Three Quebecers, Hon. L. P. Pelletier, E. B. Garneau 

 and Frank Pennee, killed 62 salmon in one day this week 

 at the Grande Discharge, and many other such catches 

 might be reported. 



Mr. and Mrs. E. J. Myers, of New York, who went to 

 Lake St. John a few days ago have passed through to the 

 river Mistassini, and intend to go as far as the Fifth 

 Falls. 



Messrs. Brewer and Merx-iam, of Springfield, have gone 

 up to their preserve on the lower Metabetchouan, Mr. 

 Brewer being the president of the Amabalish Club there. 



The new lessees of the Grand Cascapedia, Messrs. De 

 Forest, Dun, Vanderbflt and Dr, Mtchell, have taken 

 possession of their property, the Earl of Derby and party 

 having left it on the day of the expiry of the lease to the 

 Governor-General — July 3. It is Lord Derby's last fish- 

 ing in Canada, as he is about to return to England, and it 

 has been very poor. Only 23 fish were taken dur- 

 ing the party's stay upon the river. Mr. Walter Brackett 

 has killed a few fine fish upon the Marguerite, and Mr. 

 Blanchard is now with friends upon his branch of the 

 stream. Messrs. Edson Fitch and J. D. Gilmour have 

 had good sport upon their river, the Trinity, but upon 

 most of the south shore streams the fishing has been very 

 poor. Such is the report brought from the St. Ameedes 

 Mountains by IMr, Henry Hogan and from the Resti- 

 gouche by parties who have returned disappointed at the 

 small number of fish killed there up to present writing. 

 On the north shore streams a good season is anticipated 

 until the weather becomes too hot. 



E. T. D. Chambers. 



QraBEO, July 8. 



A Babbit Fish. 



John B. Willard of the WUlard Mirror & Frame Manu- 

 facturing Co. of NeAv York, caught a rabbit fish in Jamaica 

 Bay, July 13. The fish, which is now being mounted for 

 him by Fred Sauter, is extremely rare in waters so far 

 north, but is common about Cuba and the West Indies. 

 It has a peculiarly shaped mouth which in position and 

 ' form bears a striking resemblance to that of a rabbit, and 

 I from this feature it no doubt gets its name. Otherwise it • 

 is a Bcaleless fish about 20in. long and resembling in color 

 ' the Spanish mackerel, 



