Nov. 18, 1893.] 



FOREST AND STREAM. 



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would need some assuring before believing to be anything 

 but a great northern pike), although, he modestly says he 

 thinks his fish might have weighed 2Slbs. when first caught. 

 Mr. Carlin asks how much his fish probably shrunk in its 

 week of confinement. If killed and put on ice, it should 

 have shrunk probably 3 to 51bs. If it was alive and in 

 the water all the time it may not have shrunk so much, 

 though if you leave a 'kmge alive for a week he is safe to 

 eat aud digest several pounds of food. This fish had no 

 chance to eat, and so just digested, which naturally means 

 a loss of weight. Had Mr. Carlin weighed his fish at once, 

 he would probably now be jingUng in his pockets, pro- 

 vided he hadn't spent it for fishing tackle, an additional 

 |50 ta gold for " heaviest mascallonge," and his little No. 

 1 line would have earned still more for itself. 



" Forest and Stream " Was In It. 



Forest and Stream was iu it also, of course. You 

 can't keep it out of first money, and the best you can get 

 out of it is a divide. IVIr. B. Waters, a much better dog- 

 man than he is angler, divides fifth prize, for the largest 

 large-mouth bass, with Mr. Ben. Wolf, of East Michigan. 

 Of this Forest and Stream bass I wrote last July, and 

 told how we caught it in Gdler's Lake, nearMuckwonago, 

 Wis. I say "we,' and I say it advisedly. No dogman 

 could have caught that bass alive, and it was due almost 

 solely to skillful handling of the boat (for I was rowing 

 Mr. Waters and J. B. H. at the time) that we saved the 

 fish, to say nothing of finding the place where the fish 

 was hid in the water, in the fiist place, which latter I did 

 without word or advice from Mr. Waters. This was the 

 second time I have piloted tiiis same dogman to the big- 

 gest bass of the season, and he is beginning to put on airs 

 and allow that dogmen are coming up in the world. To- 

 day Mr. Stanton gave me $12.50 gold to take to Mr. 

 Water's. I exjject we'd better spend that money — that is, 

 if I conclude to give any of it to Mr. Waters. At present, 

 I am not quite clear that he ought to have it, as he did 

 nothing but hang on to the rod, while the bass and I did 

 all the hard work. I may say, however, that if we had 

 known that Mr. Ben. Wolf was going to catch a bass 

 weighing 61bs. 2oz. , we would have caught a bigger one. 

 I know where there is a good deal bigger one, up there, 

 and next summer we will go up and catch him. 



It is interesting to say, in conclusion, two things : first, 

 that the Natchaug Silk Co. will renew this competi- 

 tion next year; second, that they base the success of this 

 year's contest largely on Forest and Stream, the bulk of 

 their answers having come in through their advertisement 

 in that paper. E. Hough. 



909 SEctiBinr Building, Chicago. 



"Forest and Stream" at the Fair. 



Reminiscences. 



The Fair has now become a journalistic reminiscence, 

 for newspapers do not live in the past — at least, good ones 

 do not. They find their opportunities in the present, and 

 recognize them, and work them to their full. Yet some 

 reminiscences of the Fair are still in order. 



Tlie Most Pathetic Tiling. 

 The most pathetic thing at the Fair was the Chilean 

 angler at the Anthropological Building. Hundreds of 

 years old he was, and here were only his bones, liis mum- 

 mified figure. The curious woven fibre of his time had 

 preserved the bones of his head, also those of much of the 

 body. The humerus and ulva, the femur aud some of the 

 bones of the foot could still be seen. He was a man of 

 good stature for his kind, as became an angler. Here, 

 near by him, found in his grave, were the things he used 

 and loved. Here were his bone fish hooks, his copper 

 gravis or fish spear, his bow, his rude arrows, his paddle, 

 his old spear heads, even his bone and cojiper sinkers, the 

 latter, singular to say, shaped almost identically as the 

 lead sinkers we use to-day, when we take our tobacco 

 pouch and sundry-bag, as this man did, and our water 

 bottle, as he did, and our boat, as he did this ruined balsa 

 near by, and go fishing, as he did, and enjoy ourselves, as 

 he did in years long past. His tackle was not so good as 

 ours is, but his heart may have been as good and simple 

 and honest as that of any angler of to-day. Here it is, 

 here is his story. Here is his history, exhibited with him- 

 self. This man lived, hundreds of years ago, let us say, 

 and in him was the instinct of sport. He had his loves, 

 his griefs, his joys, his sorrows, his sins and his punish- 

 ments therefor, just as we do now. He lived, he grew, he 

 had his keen joy in the chase, his zest in the air of heaven, 

 his exultance in successful use of strength and skill, just 

 as we do now. He Lived his day, and he lay down and 

 died, just as we do now, and others took his place, as 

 others yet will ours. Yet he had, as we have, that long 

 clinging to life, that unreasonable but imperishable yearn- 

 ing for deathlessness, that rebellion against oblivion, 

 which we have now, and ever will have. He wanted to 

 survive. His friends, loving him as ours do us, placed 

 with him in the grave not perishable flowers, but the 

 sterner things he loved to handle. And so, surviving yet, 

 pathetic enough with his poor belongings to make your 

 eyes dampen. No. so-and-so. of Prof. So-and-so's collection 

 of So-and-sos, holds out his bony hand, as good as yours or 

 mine, to us across the years. He was an angler, and may 

 God and nature rest his soul. Friend from Chile, was it 

 good fishing, and did you have a pleasant day? 



The Funniest Thing at the Fair. 

 The funniest thing that happened at the Fair— that is 

 hard to say, since so many funny things came up all the 

 time. No one on earth , who has not filled an attendant's 

 place at some exhibit at the Fau-, can have any idea what 

 unspeakable idiots there are loose in the world, or how 

 low is the order of inteUigence shown by a great mass of 

 the total of humanity. The prize "fool question" would 

 be worth money, but it would be hard to determine. For 

 instance, people, and hundreds of them, would stand 

 before the Forest and Stream big tarpon — whose name, 

 by the way, they pronounced in all sorts of ingenious 

 wrong fashions — and would ask the most absurd sort of 

 questions, some of them almost too much even for the 

 12lb3. trigger pull politeness of the urbane Chief in at- 

 tendance. 



"Is that the real fish, mister, or just half of it?" one 

 seeJier would inquire. 



"That is half of the original fish, bones and all, madam," 

 would be the reply, as good as any for the purpose. 



"Is that fish ahve?"' another would ask, and the Chief, 

 tired out with the same question, would say, "No, sir, it 

 is not, but it once was." 



"Is it good to eat?" another curious soul would ask. 



"No, sir," he would learn, "it isn't good to eat now." 

 Then there would be a grave silence. 



Take it all in all, I have heard about as funny things at 

 the sign of the Forest and Stream tarpon as anywhere, but 

 the funniest thing I saw was one eA^ening at the Sixty- 

 third street gate, and by the way, the Chief before-men- 

 tioned figured in it, too.' He and Billy Hofer and I were 

 coming into the Fair one night after dinner, and the Chief 

 had a camera along. That was in the days of high-hand- 

 edness in camera matters, and the guard at the gate said : 



"You can't make pictures in hei'e without a permit." 



"What, got to have a permit to photograph after dark?" 

 said the Chief, who it seems had left his permit in the 

 pocket of another coat. 



"Well, you can't take that thing in there without a 

 card," said the gateman, and though we guyed and 

 chafEed him a good deal he stuck to it, and it looked as 

 though we would have to lick him if we got the camera 

 through. At length a thought struck the Chief. He 

 pulled out a card about four by six inches in size, flashed 

 the blank side in the face of the gateman and said: 



"I suppose that's what you want to see." 



"Thafs good enough for me," said the guard pom- 

 pously, and the tiu-nstile clicked three times. This is 

 what the card had on the other side of it: 



: WORLD'S FAIR. : 



: MANITOBA GOVERNMENT EXHIBIT. : 



: Visitors to the Fair should see the : 



: Manitoba Exhibit on Stony Island Avejtoe, : 



: bet. 57th and o9th Sts. | 



: Magnificent display of the Natural History and Products : 



: of this great Agricultural Province. '■ 



: Admission Free. Open from 8 A.M. to 10 P.M. : 



When Billy Hofer and I saw the true backwardness of 

 this wrong but successful camera permit, we joined the 

 Chief in a fit of laughter that nearly caused our arrest 

 anyhow. I think that the whole incident, showing as it 

 did the stupidity and inefliciency of an absurd system, and 

 the lofty pomposity of its agent, made up the funniest 

 thing I saw at the Fair. 



The Most Popular Building at the Fair. 



Probably the most popular building at the Fair was the 

 Fisheries. Other buildings, such as the Manufactures or 

 the Art Budding, may have held more crowds, because 

 they were larger, but the Fisheries caught the popular 

 heart, and was visited and revisited by incessant throngs. 

 This is the history of every exposition showing good dis- 

 plays of live fishes. 



The IVIost Popular Paper at the Fair. 



Forest and Stream, being next to the door of the main 

 entrance of the Angling Pavilion, had a location of extra- 

 ordinary value. It was visited by untold thousands. No 

 one, who has not stood there hour after hour, day after 

 day, can imagine the numbers of the throngs that passed 

 and tarried there, or can reproduce the original impres- 

 sions conveyed by such multitudes. The Forest and 

 Stream register is a rare and valuable album of auto- 

 graplis. Few newspapers have ever had this singular 

 opportunity of meeting face to face so large a per cent, of 

 their constituency, or of learning so well the people, from 

 which aU constituencies are drawn. It was one continual 

 levee, reception and review, and it woifld be strange in- 

 deed if the paper were not benefitted by it aU. Richer 

 than ever in its life it is in the personal friendfships, the 

 congratulations, the handshakes of its friends. The silent 

 friends came out, the ones of which a paper never hears, 

 who buy the paper and read it, but never say anything 

 about it to the publishers. These silent readers, truly by 

 thousands, shook hands with Forest and Stream at the 

 Fair. To them all the paper could do no less than return 

 thanks, and I should think the makers of the paper would 

 go on in their work with an added sense of their responsi- 

 bilities in trying to serve a constituency so large, so kindly 

 and so friendly. It is easy saying that Forest and Stream 

 was the most popiflar paper at the Fair. One cannot be- 

 lieve there ever was a paper more loved by its family; and 

 after this season's rare experiences the paper cannot help 

 loving its family even more than ever. 



The Most Beautiful Woman at the Fair. 



The most beautiful woman at the Fair, and this is 

 relevant, too, in a paper which goes into the best of 

 families and among the best of men — blew into the For- 

 est and Stream exhibit one day last August. She didn't 

 walk in, but just sart of floated up over the step, her feet 

 never touching the floor at all. She cast upon the be- 

 longings of the place beams from eyes as bright, but a 

 good deal solter than the search light on the Manufac- 

 tures Building. A gentle radiance lit up the dark corner 

 where we try to hide the carpet sweeper, and when she 

 spoke the glass eyes of the fishes in the cases softened 

 and grew kind. Everything kind of swam, and ti-embled, 

 and grew melodious and sweet, and whether it was a 

 case for scent, sight or hearing, I never could seem to 

 rightly tell. The best of everything has been at the Fair, 

 and the only way you could possibly tell what was the 

 best was by the length of time through which you re- 

 membered a thing amid all the confusion of impressions. 

 I mathematically figure out that this was the most beauti- 

 ful woman, being, or angel there was at the Fair, because 

 I remember her, or it, longer. I remember, too, that 

 she, or i , was frank and courteous, and that she said she 

 came from Kentucky, and the Blue Grass region (the same 

 country about which Mr, Waters writes so feelingly in a 

 late issue). Then, unfortunately, all becomes a blank, 

 for just as I was asking her to illuminate the register 

 with her name, her husband, or something of the sort, 

 came along and told her they would have to hurry if they 

 got through the Government Building before dark. So 

 all there remained to do was to press into her hand the 

 last sample copy left in the place, of the greatest paper on 

 earth, and fall back exhausted into the chair, as she 



floated away down the colonnade. Does any gentleman 

 in Kentucky know who this, or it, was? There can't be 

 any doubt about it, and there's only one Helen in this 

 competition. As to color of hair or eyes, or any de- 

 tails of that snrt, neither the Chief nor myself can tell, 

 for we forgot to notice. AU. we know is, she. or it, never 

 touched the floor, and that when she, or it, was there, 

 you could see the tacks on the carpet sweeper in the 

 darkest corner of the place. So we allow as how this was 

 tlie most beautiful woman, angel, or spirit, there was at 

 tlie Fair. As she is strong, may she be merciful as she 

 goes through life. 



The Biggest Gun at the Fair. 



There seems to be doubt whether this was the Krupp 

 cannon, D. H. Burnham, Director-General Davis, the 

 photograph concession man, the restam-ant waiter, or the 

 unspeakable Turk. 



The Funniest Man at the Fair. 



The funniest man at the Fair was the "lecturer" in the 

 ostrirJi farm. He kept even the ostriches stirred up. 



The Luckiest Man at the Fair. 



The luckiest man at the Fair was the sportsman. He 

 c.iuM see the whole world of sport and the most imjjroved 

 implements for its practice. He could see every sort of 

 wfld animal he ever heard of, big game, small game, 

 bird, quadruped or fish, of this or any other land. He 

 could see paintings and photographs of the wildest parts 

 of every country on the globe. He could see the boats, 

 the vehicles, the means of transportation, of every people 

 on the earth. He could see collections of weapons of all 

 times in the history of every nation on the earth. He 

 could see the most magnificent collections of modern 

 weapons and implements of the chase ever gotten together 

 in the history of the world. No gun ever made but he 

 could see it represented here or equaled, and no rod, reel, 

 line or appurtenance of angling did he ever dream but he 

 could come here and see it actuaUy, and more beside it. 

 What a chance for outfitting the sportsman had! From 

 elephant gun to coUector's toy gun, from the ducking 

 piece of America to the blow gun of Ceylon, from the 

 gold mounted fly-rod to the long fishing arrows of South 

 American river tribes, from jeweled reels to Alaskan bone- 

 headed spears, from shining racing canoe to the Ama- 

 zonian balsa or the East Indian outrigger — what could he 

 not get? He could get anything and all things he wished, 

 and be shown things of which he never would have 

 thought. To the sportsman also the Fair served its pm- 

 pose of education. The sportsman knows more than he 

 did a few months ago. He knows how excellent are the 

 products made for him by the makers of this and other 

 countries. He has had the privilege of seeing and 

 handling these. He has selected and bought with an 

 aided and better judgment. The impetus to sporting 

 trade must certainly be felt. In this Forest and Stream 

 must surely rejoice, and in this widening of the sports- 

 man's horizon take a pleasure other than a material one. 

 Of these it was its privilege and duty to tell, 



909 Skcukitt Building, Chicago. E. HOUGH. 



F IXTURES. 



DOG SHOWS. 



Nov. 28 to Dec. 1.— New Jersey K. L., at Newark, N. J. Dr. W. F. 



Seidler, Sec''y. 



Dec. 12 to 15.— R. I. Poultry and Pet Stock Ass'n, at Providence. 

 Dec. 20 to 23.— Northern Ohio Pet Stock Association, at Akron, O. 

 H. F. Peck, Seo'y- 



FIELD trials. 



Nov. 20.— Eastern Field Trial Club's Trials, at Newton, N. C. Mem- 

 bers' Stake Nov. 16. W. A. Costtr. Sec'y. 



Nov. 20.— Gordon Setter Field Trials Club, at Freetown, Mass. 0. R. 

 Taylor, Sec'y. Providence. R. I. 



Nov. 27.— Irish Setter Club's Field Trials, at Thomasville, N. C. G. 

 G. Davis, Sec'y. 



Dec. 13 to 16.— Chicago K. C, at Chicago. G. H. Goodrich, Sec'y. 

 1894. 



Jan. 1.— Southern California Field Trials, at Ontario, Cal. H. C 

 Hinmau, Los Angeles, Cal., Sec'y. 



Jan. 29.— Southern Field Trial Club's Trials, New Albany, Miss. T. 

 M. Brumby, Sec'v, JIarietta, Ga. 



Feb. 19.— United States Field Trials Club's Spring Trials, Grand 

 Junction, Tenn. P. T. Madison, Sec'y, Indianapolis, Ind. 



The N. J. K. L. Meeting. 



A MEETING of the executive committee was held at 

 Newark on Nov. 8. Present: Messrs. Radel, Kuebler, 

 Hauschet, Eisele, Seidler, Morris, Winters, Browe, Linck, 

 Christopher, Sattler, Hahne, Seilz and other members of the 

 league. 



The house committee reported that they had flxed up the 

 hall ready to receive the benches and that the superinten- 

 dent, Mr. Read, from Spratts Patent, had expressed an 

 opinion that it was an excellent place for a dog show. 



The printing committee reported receipt of the lithographs 

 from ihe Buffalo Courier Co. and that all arrangements had 

 been made for advertising the show very extensively. 



The fiaaace committee reported progress, that enough 

 cash was on hand to meet all liabilities. This committee 

 was requested to present a detailed account from the 

 treasurer for the next meeting. 



An offer from the Carbolic Soap Co., of New York, to dis- 

 infect the show was accepted. A silver cup was oft'ered by 

 Dr. George Hoenung and another from Harry Ai'thur for the 

 best puppy in the pointer puppy classes. 



Members elected: Dr. W. W. Varick, of Jersey City, and 

 Mr. Wackmueller, of Newark. The meeting then adjourned 

 till the following Tuesday, Nov. 14. 



Give Him a Chance. 



MONTICELLO, N. Y.— I have "Training vs. Breaking" and 

 have been training a young pointer by it. I have been train- 

 ing him about ten months more or less. I have had him in 

 the woods three times. He is a first-class hunter, very fast, 

 and has a good nose; but as yet he has failed to point on 

 scent. I have worked him as near as I could according to the 

 instructions in the book. I am working him on grouse. I 

 have killed two with him in order to let him know what 

 they were and what he was to hunt for; but I do not want to 

 kill any more unless he points them. Would you kindly in- 

 form rue how to proceed with hira '? He is well bred, and I 

 think he should make the best of dogs if properly handled. 



A. C. A. 



[You have not given yoitr dog one hundredth part of the 

 opportuuilies needed to develop his pointing qualities. Do 

 ' not be discouraged if he does not point at first. There is 

 ' every probability that he will do so sooner or later. If you 

 kill H bird now and then so the dog can see it done, it will 

 prove a great incentive to him to exert himself in seeking 

 and pointing.] 



