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recommend them; especially can I do so in the case of 
Henry McWhirter and John Nichols — McWhirter resides 
in New Richmond, Province of Quebec, but he intends to 
move to Bay of Islands. These men are thoroughly 
familiar with the best hunting grounds of Newfoundland 
both on the east and the west coast. In June and July 
one can get good fishing on these rivers. 
I would strongly advise those who are not willing or 
able to rough it to stay at home. To such that are not 
afraid of hard work and are fond of sport, Newfoundland 
offers a good field. 
In conclusion I would like to say, in regard to the dis- 
cussion in Forest and Stream as to caribou does not hav- 
ing horns, that the majority of those we Baw had horns, 
and some quite large ones, and then again I saw some 
that had none. The guides say that barren does have 
none. H. "W. Haml,yn. 
Hobokos, New Jersey. 
CHICAGO AND THE WEST. 
[From our Staff Correspondent.] 
It Rests With the Ducks. 
Chicago, 111., Oct. 12. — The season is now at hand 
when it is fair for the duck shooters to expect the first of 
the flight of the northern pintails, mallards, etc. Indeed, 
a few birds have put in an appearance, but in no such 
numbers as to warrant the belief that any general migra- 
tory movement has begun. There is no promise of a rep- 
etition of last year's phenomenal abundance of game. 
Those who glutted to the extreme of their ability the 
desire to kill may reflect that the birds they slaughtered 
last year cannot come back this year to be killed again — 
or does their childishness and improvidence extend to the 
belief that a dead bird lays eggs? We could almost think 
so, in view of the frequent statements urged in extenu- 
ation of offenses against sporting decency. "If I don't 
kill them, some one else will." When I hear a man say 
that, I always pity his intellectual weakness so much that 
I hardly have time to get angry with him. 
Anyhow, the Beason is here, and the shooters are here, 
both the decent and the indecent. It all rests with the 
ducks. Let us hope. Let us dream. Perhaps after all, 
dead ducks do lay eggs and come again, or if they do not, 
will do so in the sweet bye-and-bye. In the sweet bye- 
and-bye, my brethren, perhaps we shall be able to eat our 
cake and still have it. We shall, perhaps, then be able to 
kill 75 or 100 mallards in a day, and have them all come 
back again to be all killed over again. Bless you, my 
children, how wise, how provident and how logical you 
arel 
Somewhere. 
A friend in the woollier section ©f the West writes me 
the following, to which any one wanting a good trip may 
well give heed: 
"Somewhere, Kan., Oct. 8. — I am going hunting into 
Colorado, and shall be there on or about Nov. 15. There 
are black-tail (mule) deer, Virginia deer, antelope and 
wild turkeys, some quail and many tui'keys. The law is 
such that a person cannot kill many even if he gets the 
chance, but it is wild country, queer people and a nice 
Slace to camp, and oh, I dont know what else, just camp, 
am willing to have two men go with me. I want men 
that don't expect to kill much, that are easily satisfied, 
that are willing to put up their part of the expenses, 
which will be about $1.50 a day each, and which will in- 
clude horses, food, a cook and outfit. I won't take any 
one as a companion and place them as I would have to 
unless he is a gentleman. I like newspaper men, doctors, 
lawyers and ministers. I won't promise much of anything 
but I am going and it is the best place I know of in the 
West to spend my fall vacation according to my tastes. I 
don't tell exactly where it is as this is not intended as an 
advertisement for anyone to go into my country without 
me. Consider it as an invitation because you are a sports- 
man and a reader of the Forest and Stream. If you 
want to go write to me care of E. Hough, 909 Security 
Building, Chicago, 111., and if some one is not ahead of 
you in application you may see me climb a tree and get 
out of the way of a certain bear that I have hunted which 
has returned the compliment by hunting me several 
times. I am going to try her once more on or about Nov. 
20.— W. J. D." 
'Tis Trude, 'Tis Pity, and Pity 'Tis 'Tis Trude! 
Last week I spoke of the elk exploits of lawyer A. S. 
Trude, whom I do not hesitate to call the greatest crim- 
inal lawyer in Chicago — if this story about his killing the 
elk be true. I am willing and hoping that Mr. Trude is 
going to appear and make a defense, and explain how he 
justified his notions of law and his notions of killing to- 
gether. But now Mr. Trude being three times called in 
open court, comes not, neither makes defense. Much as 
I regret to say it, therefore, I feel forced to give credence 
to the report that he did kill eight elk illegally. The next 
gentleman to join the ranks of Dr. Thomas, Gov. Hogg, 
et al, is, I fear, Mr. Trude, vaunted as a great sportsman 
of Chicago. Tis Trude, 'tis pity, and pity 'tis 'tis Trude! 
Dr. Thomas, this is Mr. Trude — Mr. Trude, Dr. Thomas. 
I hope you will be very good friends. 
Jumped Their Bail. 
This week Assistant Warden Goelter arrested Moses 
Murphy, Buck Walter and Budd Smith, or men giving 
those pleasant names, on the charge of killing song birds 
along the Des Plaines bottoms last Sunday. The men put 
up their shotguns as bail, but when the trial day came 
they did not appear. The warden holds the guns for 
Justice Porter. 
Some Snipe. 
Your uncle John Watson was down at Maksawba Club 
on the Kankakee this week after a little of his favorite 
sport of jacksnipe shooting. He got 90 birds in two days, 
and that surely is good bag enough for anyone. Mr. 
Watson uses his old dog Hector on snipe. Shooters at 
Watson's Park may have noticed the setter, and though 
the pointer Cyclone surpasses him at retrieving pigeons, 
the older dog is said to be hard to beat on snipe in the 
field. 
I often hear men speaking of shore bird shooting in the 
East, and they tell me of sport at yellowlegs, etc. Out 
'here we don't shoot yellowlegs, or rather turn up the 
nose at one who does. I think I am safe in saying that 
on the last day I was up on the Horicon marsh I could 
have killed 500 of these birds if I had wanted to. They 
were in great flocks everywhere about, and so tame they 
almost flew into the duck blinds. I suppose after a 
while we will be glad to shoot yellowlegs, but now when 
anyone out here speaks of ' 'snipe' 1 he always means the 
bird commonly called jacksnipe. 
Hard Time. 
Mr. D. Pride, long known to the craft of shooters in 
Chicago but more lately of California, is back in Chicago 
this week on a business visit. Mr. Pride says the hard 
times have left the sportsmen of southern California in 
bad financial shape, so that they don't hunt anything so 
so hard as they do money, but he looks for better days 
when the springtime cometh. 
Mr. O. H. Hampton, of Indiana and all over, is a trav- 
eling man, and he, too, says that business is dull. "I 
don't mind that, though," said he, "for I got a three 
months' vacation which I put in on my farm down in 
Indiana, and I killed 80 squirrels. You have to shoot 
those gray squirrels with a shotgun, because they won't 
hold still." (But I don't think a squirrel ever ought to be 
shot that way. A squirrel has just as good a right to have 
some of the fun as we have.) 
Displeased Again. 
I am displeased again, this time over a recent statement 
in Forest and Stream that a muscallonge had been 
"pulled out" of a lake. This expression is a very common 
one, usually among those who yank, snake, snag or jerk 
their fish, in contradistinction to those who take, kill, land 
or capture their rish. "I'll bet I can pull out more fish in 
a day than you," is a favorite remark of an acquaintance 
of mine who never saw a gaff hook or a landing net. 
Now, a fish isn't a cork, you know. To read this literally 
and with due regard to usage of the English language, 
we might infer that the fish had in some way become 
jammed, fastened or wedged in the waters of the lake, 
and was only to be removed by direct application of a 
considerable physical force. The ethics have it; not thus. 
Gun Men and Guns. 
Mr. S. A. Tucker, of the Parker gun, and Mr. A. G. 
Courtney, of the Lefever gun, were both in town this 
week at the same time. ' 'I can't say that I see any actual 
improvement in the business situation," said Mr. Court- 
ney, "though of course there is more trade than for the 
past year. Dealers are buying of us, because they have 
have nothing left to sell, having run out all their old 
stock, which they have not replenished during the year 
just past. They are buying, but buying only for immedi- 
ate consumption." 
"We are selling some goods," said Mr. Tucker, "and I 
think there will be a little picking up in the trade. You 
may say one thing, though, that for one of our manufac^ 
tures we have been having more demand than we could 
supply. We are putting out now, you know, our new 
$100 fist gun, with the real Sir Joseph Whitworth steel 
barrels. This I am ready to maintain is the handsomest 
gun on the face of the earth, and it is good all the way 
through, as good as a gun can be made. It is odd, but 
we have sold every one of these high-priced guns we 
could turn out, and we are ready for more just such hard 
times. Now, I will tell you — " 
Oct. IS.— Mr. M. R. Bortree, president of the National 
Protective Association, and as tireless an enthusiast and 
steady a worker as ever labored in the uphill work of 
game protection, sends me a letter from Mr. W. W. 
Barrett, the State superintendent of irrigation and for- 
estry, and commissioner of fish and game for North 
Dakota, whose office is at Bismarck, N. D., in course of 
which Mr. Barrett says: 
"Every effort possible with adverse circumstances is 
being made in the Northwest to prevent the illegal ship- 
ment as well as the killing of wild birds and game. This 
granted, the success of this department in that direction 
is worthy of commendation, especially when it is remem- 
bered no money has been appropriated for this work. 
All the great transportation lines have given assurance to 
the writer, they will do the best they can to prevent 
illegal shipments from and in our State. 
"Though I adhere to the strict enforcement of the 
game laws, my associations or dealings with the sports- 
men have been most pleasant thus far. 
"I consider we have what I may call more than a fair 
amount of prairie chickens, grouse, ducks and wild geese 
this fall. 
"I trust our next legislative assembly will so improve 
our laws and make such provisions that this department 
can counteract the prevalent opinion among sportsmen 
that they can't come into our Siate and ignore our laws 
in regard to fish and game. It is the intention of this 
department to see the laws are rigidly enforced the re- 
mainder of the season. 
"Should you, or your game warden discover in your 
city any game shipped from North Dakota, I would es- 
teem it a geeat favor if you will give me all attainable 
facts in regard to the matter. 
"I am pleased to note what you state in regard to ship- 
ments of game into Chicago since Oct. 1. 
"I hereby renew my thanks to you for the interest 
taken in aiding this department. Your Association is 
rendering valuable aid to the entire Northwest." 
There is ample chance for Mr. Barrett to find work in 
North Dakota among local and visiting violators. I have 
repeatedly mentioned one point, viz., Dawson, N. D., 
where the non-shipment law is continually, openly and 
flagrantly violated by non-resident sportsmen who come 
there in special hunting cars and send home sacks of 
game. There are hundreds of points which need watch- 
ing as much. Mr. Barrett naively states in his letter that 
he "does not take any game paper." If he does not take 
Forest and Stream, he of course doesn't know vvhat is 
going on in such matters over in his own State, so I shall 
send him a few copies of late issues and a letter or so 
which may be of use to him if he is hankering to get 
somebody arrested for breaking Dakota game laws. It is 
the fact that the game of Dakota is gradually but surely 
passing away under the murderous and increasing 
assaults yearly made by local and non-resident, legal and 
illegal shooters. 
Will Try the Gun Tax. 
Mr. Bortree thinks it will be a good idea to try and get 
the $1 per gun tax put into the Illinois law the next ses- 
sion of the Legislature, at which time usual changes in 
the game law will be submitted by the sportsmen He 
thinks a great fund could thus be raised for protective 
purposes. This gun tax would hardly pass the distin- 
guished body of our Legislature, and opinion is very much 
divided on the motion. The main benefit I can see de- 
rivable from the idea in its fulfilment would be the gen- 
eral advertising it would give the subject of game protec- 
tion. Advertising and agitation are at present about all 
the sportsmen can do. It is discouraging work but there 
are many who say that the results of it are beginning now 
to be distinctly noticeable. This I believe, and I believe 
it will become more and more dangerous for violators, be 
they sportsmen or not sportsmen, to put in practice their 
selfish and destructive designs. 
It is not always the country shooter or the market- 
hunter who deserves reproach. I have seen as beastly a 
spirit of butchery among so-called sportsmen as I ever 
saw anywhere else, nor do I believe that the name of 
sportsman or sporting club always covers a clean or inno- 
cent heart. Thus I hear from my old friend, Valentine 
Hicks, of Ash ton, 111., that the gun club of a certain 
country town not far from Ashton (I have not legal proof 
and cannot give the name) this season killed illegally all 
the prairie chickens around their own town before the 
season opened. On opening day they left their own bar- 
ren fields and came over to the section near Mr, Hicks, 
where the farmers have an association prohibiting shoot- 
ers from coming on their lands. To the credit of these 
farmers, be it said, they arose and drove the "gun club" 
shooters, the "sportsmen" back home. 
The facts about game law violations creep into print 
oftener and oftener these days, and it is harder and harder 
to break the laws of the statute books and of common 
decency in even the wildest parts of the country and not 
get found out and told about. The Rockies and the Adir- 
ondacks, Dakota and the pine woods country, Texas and 
Wisconsin, all have shown poor concealment of the deeds 
of law breakers. Witness Minister Thomas and Lawyer 
Trude, of Chicago; Governor Hogg, of Texas, and many 
others who won unenviable fame. Some day I think I 
shall suggest that Forest and Stream take a page or so 
and print this roll of dishonor. 
It is time the roll of dishonor were shortened. It is 
time that the old days were done, and that the old, sinful, 
cruel, outrageous and unjust waste of the people's prop- 
erty were stopped. ' E. Hough. 
909 Secure*? Building, Chicago. 
BOSTON MEN AND WOMEN IN MAINE. 
Boston, Oct. 13.— The hunting season is on in full blast 
in Maine, and if we are to believe one-half of the news- 
paper reports the amount af big game already taken is 
double that of the same length of time in the season of 
1893. One favorable feature for the hunters is the fact 
that the weather has been unusually dry, and the moose 
and deer have come to the water more than usual for so 
late in the season. This has enabled the jack-shooter to 
get in his work. Mr. Geo. H. Cutting, of Andover, a 
guide who is usually successful in taking deer, writes 
me that there are no beechnuts in the woods this fall, 
and that the deer are still in the swamps and feeding 
on browse. Partridges he still finds to be very scarce, 
and this doubtless is the true state of the case. Black- 
duck shooting seems to have been good on some waters, 
for so early in the season. 
Mr. Edward A. Dow, of Woburn, started Thursday for 
a two-weeks' trip to Richardson Lake and vicinity. He 
will visit Camp Stewart and probably stop a part of the 
time in a camp on the Richardson Ponds. He is a good 
deal wearied with business, and goes as much for the rest 
as for shooting, though "both guns go along." Mr. Will 
Cutting, of Andover, is his guide. Mr. Frank F. Dodge, 
partner of Mr. Dow, is just back from a hunting and fish- 
ing trip to Nova Scotia waters. He has found a lake that 
greatly pleases him, and has put in an application to pur- 
chase the land on a certain point that projects well into 
the lake for a camp site. He is much pleased with the 
treatment he received from guides and the people gener- 
ally. Even the customs and revenue officials made mat- 
ters as pleasant as possible for him. He will have a 
partner in his new camp. 
Mr. L. W. DePass returned the other day from his two 
weeks' vacation on the Cape, at Marshfield, where he was 
quartered with a farmer, and a noted raiser of ducks. This 
farmer has had big flocks of ducks for years, and they go 
to the salt water creeks and bays to feed. They have 
mixed and interbred with wild ducks in a way that would 
make a naturalist wild if he attempted to classify them. 
The farmer is a good deal of a gunner himself. He clips 
the wings of his tame ducks and they make excellent de- 
coys. The wild ducks fly down among them, when the 
hunter in the blind has only to cause them to rise and 
then shoot at the ducks that are in the air. When the 
flock of wild ducks starts to fly away the tame ducks that 
cannot fly quack-quack and often draw them back for 
another shot. Mr. DePass got several black ducks and one 
or two mallard, though the season was not far enough ad- 
vanced nor the weather yet rough enough for good shoot- 
ing. Coot he found to be remarkably plenty, but they 
were not coming to the tame duck decoys. He got a 
dozen or more chicken plover. Winter yellowlegs he 
found to be rather scarce. There had not yet been any 
good flights. 
The Forest and Stream's editorial last week concern- 
ing the tendency of women to take to outdoor sports was 
admirable and timely. After reading it I took up a Maine 
daily paper, and almost the first item I read was an account 
of the shooting of a deer by a Mrs. D. S, Thompson, of 
Livermore Falls, Me. The game was killed at Eustis. 
The next day I took up another paper and found flam- 
ing head lines concerning the shooting of a moose by 
Mrs. George Walker, of Newton Centre, Mass., on John's 
Pond, a sheet of water some two miles southeast of Ken- 
nebago Lake. Special. 
Maine Game Abundant. 
Eustis, Me., Oct. 13.— Editor Forest and Stream: The 
first snow of the season is falling and finds us practically 
barefoot, my hunting shoes having been accidentally 
burned up last night. This comes at the wrong time, as 
I have just located some large moose not far off and ex- 
pected to have killed one before many days. Deer and 
bear are seen in every direction; caribou are still on the 
mountain tops near by, while partridge (ruffed grouse) 
are a drug on this market. I shall try to return her 
in December, this being the best location for game th 
have yet found, George W. LaRtje, 
