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on his account. In those days men wouldn't leave their 
partners, and he knew very well that every one of his 
friends would stay with him as long as he could breathe. 
This meant their own death, and he resolved to prevent 
that and to hasten his own end for that purpose. He 
calmly bade all his friends good-bye and told them what 
he was going to do. They did all they could to persuade 
him not to: but he had his revolver in his hand, and he 
smiled and said it was no use talking. 
"He was going to shoot himself again through the chest, 
but one of the boys said, 'Oh, don't do that, for it might 
only just wound you worse. Shoot yourself through the 
head.' 'All right,' he said, and he put the pistol to his 
head, but it only snapped. He took the pistol and looked 
at it in surprise. 'That is the first time I ever knew that 
gun to go back on me,' he said. Then he cocked it again 
and the next moment blew out his brains. Every man 
in that outfit cried like a baby at this, and they weren't 
hardly a crying crowd either. They stopped long enough 
to dig him a grave. I think if ever a man deserved to 
have his grave searched out and a monument put over it, 
Geery does, for he was the nearest to clean grit of any 
man I ever heard of, and the nearest to being a noble 
fellow." 
The above incident is strictly true. It is decsribed in 
detail in the volume of the Montana Historical Society. 
Drury Underwood— I think the same Drury Underwood 
who was long so prominent and beloved a sportsman of 
Kansas City, and who was killed at that city by being 
run down by the railway cars — was one of the same ex- 
pedition, and was shot through the breast in one of the 
night attacks by the Indians. This is not such a big 
world after all, for I myself knew Drury Underwood, 
though I never heard him speak of having once had part 
in any of those tragedies of the old frontier. 
u 909 Skcurkt? Building, Chicago. E. HOUGH. 
BOSTON SHOOTERS. 
Boston, Nov. 10.— Mr. L. W. De Pass is just back from 
a very successful wild goose shoot. He was accompanied 
by Mr. A. J. Mackintosh. These gentlemen had an in vita 
tion from the Attleboro Duck Club to enjoy their facilities 
whenever the conditions were favorable for wild goose 
shooting. On Thursday it was snowing heavily, and they 
started. The shooting camps and blinds of the club are 
on the borders of "Winneconnet Pond, about three miles 
from Norton. Embarking in Boston, by afternoon train, 
they were on the grounds in season for the night shoot- 
ing. Mr. De Pass got three noble wild geese, and Mr. 
Mackintosh also had good luck. There were three mem- 
bers of the club in the shoot that night and in the morn- 
ing, and thirteen geese and five ducks were taken in all. 
The boys were back at the Chamber of Commerce on 
Friday morning in season for business, and much pleased 
with the good luck they had had, and also with the hos- 
pitality of the club. The club has a large number of live 
decoy ducks and three live wild geese. 
Gov. Greenhalge left Boston Thursday morning, after 
election, for Castle Harmony, Harmony Lake, Me. He 
goes as the guest of Gen. O. A. Davidson of his staff, 
president of the Wild Goose Club. They will spend sev- 
eral days in duck shooting, which is said to be good at 
that point. The recent snow and unusually cold weather 
has caused the birds to start south earlier than usual, and 
they all stop in the larger lakes and ponds in Maine to 
rest and feed. Chairman Sam Wilson and a few other 
personal friends accompanied the Governor. A late re- 
port says that Gov. Greenhalge has struck some excellent 
duck shooting. The heavy snowstorms all along the 
coast of New England and the Provinces has started the 
birds south very early, and they are stopping to rest in 
the lakes further inland than usual. 
The Boston markets have seldom been as bountifully 
supplied with wild geese as at the present time, and a few 
brant are also noted, with ducks innumerable. The latest 
reports indicate that there have just fallen 3 and 4in. of 
snow in the interior of Maine, the snows the first of the 
week having been confined to along the sea coast. Dis- 
patches say that the conditions for tracking big game are 
excellent. Another crowd of hunters will now be on the 
go. Several Boston parties, made up months ago, will be 
off this week after, moose and deer, They have been 
waiting for snow. Special. 
A MAINE HUNTING TRIP. 
Mr. A. B. F. Kinney, that cosmopolitan sportsman, 
has just returned from a hunting trip in Maine and New 
Brunswick. The trip was made largely for the purpose of 
seeing the country, for though he has hunted and fished 
in Maine before and in the interim hunted all over the 
American continent, Mr. Kinney had never previous to 
last month made the trip from Moosehead to the St. 
Johns. 
The other members of the party were Thos. Martindale, 
who is prominently mentioned as a candidate for mayor 
of Philadelphia, and his sixteen-year-old son James. 
They outfitted at Greenville, and with three guides put 
their canoes into the West Branch of the Penobscot Sept. 
21. They followed the usual waterways to Umbazookius 
stream and the lake of the same name via Chesuncook 
Lake. Thence over a carry of two and a half miles into 
Mud Pond, which lies in the St. Johns water-shed. From 
Mu 1 Lake they descended to Chamberlain Lake and then 
through Eagle Lake and Churchill Lake into the Alla- 
guash River. This latter they descended to Long Lake, 
where they established a hunting camp. 
There Mr. Kinney shot his moose. He saw eight more 
and was within easy rifle shot of five, any one of which 
he could have killed. The head of the one he shot was 
fairly good, though excelled by others in his possession. 
The moose was in his prime and his head black and hand- 
somely formed, but the horns were not in any way re- 
markable. Mr. Martindale shot two deer and a caribou, 
and his son a buck caribou and a small bull moose. They 
had ample opportunity to kill a dozen deer a piece had 
they so desired, but they were thorough sportsmen and 
took nothing they could not use or give away to the 
lumbermen or others they chanced to meet. In addition 
to the big game, they shot all the partridges they cared 
to with a .22 Winchester and caught what trout they 
needed. 
On leaving Long Lake the party descended the Alla- 
guash to its junction with the St. Johns, and down the 
latter to Fredericksburgh, where they took the railroad 
home via Bangor. The entire trip lasted four weeks, of 
which two were spent at Long Lake. During that time 
Mr. Kinney [rode 1,000 miles in a canoe and did not walk 
ten. 
For a distance of seventy-five miles from Moosehead 
they found the woods full of hunters; but after that they 
entered a wilder country and had things more to them- 
selves. The timber about Long Lake is mostly primeval 
woods, with the exception that the pine and spruce have 
been taken out by the lumbermen. Mr. Kinney says that 
game is undoubtedly on the increase. Eighteen years ago 
he camped on part of the same ground and did not see a 
single deer. At present all kinds of game are very abun- 
dant. This is principally due to the improved observance 
of the game laws, which prevent the natives killing on a 
crust. There is plenty of territory about Long Lake for 
game to last and increase, and it is not likely to ever be 
materially decreased by legitimate hunting. 
J. B. BURNHAM. 
TEXAS AND THE SOUTHWEST. 
At Gum Hollow. 
Notwithstanding that I knew it was forcing the sea- 
son I proposed a trip to the coast to Mr. 24-gauge Critzer 
on the last day of the month just passed. We both had 
sniffed the frosty ozone straight from Jack Frost's boudoir 
and we were both morally certain that the ducks made 
the night hideous with quacks in the neighborhood of 
Gum Hollow. 
When thirty miles away from San Antonio the warm 
sun rather melted away our exaggerated expectations of 
good duck shooting, and as we neared the equator the 
feeling came stronger than ever that we were too early in 
the season. 
At Kenedy we found but one change — the lunch counter 
was short one blue-eyed, flaxen-haired girl. She had 
married a young farmer. The black-eyed little Jewess 
still presides, but the light has gone out of her eyes, and 
amid our laughs and happy sayings the poor little thing 
managed to sob out that she had just lost her best friend 
— her husband had died three months ago. Great, large 
tears welled from her heart and our levity ended right 
there. 
As we sped south we noticed a great many improve- 
ments on the line of road. The grass is somewhat longer 
than it was last winter; the water holes were all full; 
taken altogether this will be a better season for game 
than last. 
At Rettin's we were informed that turkeys are more 
plentiful than ever known before, and at Linton, our 
friend, Geo. Scofield said that his pasture was alive with 
quail. In another week I shall give it a trial. 
The First Canvasback, 
He came buzzing along at peep o' day, while I was up 
to my middle in the center of Gum Hollow. I hit him 
with the center of the load. He was a late arrival, judg- 
ing from his thinness. A few more ducks came in later 
on, but very few. A flock of white brant flew over the 
20-gauge, and one was left to take back to San Antonio. 
I'll try it again as soon as the next norther comes. 
A Fine String. 
By far the largest string of the biggest bass ever taken 
in Texas waters was brought in by Messrs. Michel john, 
Charles and Jim Dignowity and Dr. Hines last week. 
There were about forty beauties in all, the smallest 
weighing about 21bs. and the largest about 4. Mr. Michel- 
john says they were all caught with small sunflsh as 
bait, about fifteen miles from San Antonio, a few hundred 
yards south of where the Leone Creek empties into the 
Medina River. 
The lO-Bore Crank. 
The sportsmen's world was undoubtedly shaken from 
center to circumference at the startling statement made 
in a Chicago paper of recent date by a San Antonio 10- 
borer that the small-bore shotguns crippled and did not 
kill game, and that a law should be passed making it a 
misdemeanor to shoot anythin g smaller than a large 10- 
bore. By way of parenthesis it would be well to state 
that there are a dozen small-bore men in San Antonio who 
are aching to meet this iconoclast who proposes to relegate 
modern ideas and implements to the shades of the past. 
They would make him very tired in a race either at arti- 
ficial targets or live pigeons. They would also like him 
to disclose his identity so they could jump on him in good 
earnest. 
Somebody Erred. 
In my letter which appeared in the issue of Nov. 3 is 
made a mistake. As the type read in the anecdote refer- 
ring to Dr. Jesse Bell, of this city, the doctor fired three 
times at a quail on a limb with a rifle, and then the bird 
dropped dead. There is nothing startling about that. 
The way the item^should have read is that the doctor, 
after firing three times at the bird with the rifle, dropped 
the weapon, picked up a stone and punched the life out 
of it. The point I tried to make that while the doctor 
was a good shot with the rifle, he could do much better 
with a stone. Texas Field. 
Holeb Lake Game and Fish. 
Lebanon, N. H.— A party from here have been to Birch 
Island House, Holeb Lake, Me. They had good luck. 
Amos Gee shot two deer; so did Frank Rendrick; some 
of the other boys killed one deer, and the last I knew the 
junior editor of the Free Press had not put in an appear- 
ance, supposed to be waiting to get all the law allows, 
viz., one moose, two caribou and three deer. I was up to 
the same place the last of August and the first of Septem- 
ber, and I never knew the fishing so poor in Canada or 
Maine the past twelve years. Two of us in a part of three 
days only got twenty-four trout that would not have 
tipped the scales at 81bs. But there were plenty of deer; 
you could hardly shake a bush but one or more would run 
out. We counted twenty-two at one time on one of the 
Turner ponds, six miles north of Birch Island Camp. 
Mascomy. 
A Maine Game Resort. 
Eustis, Me., Nov. 2.— There have been taken at our 
camps during the month of October one caribou, one bear, 
thirteen deer, one bull moose (wounded, but lost) and 314 
partridges. Sportsmen have not been many as yet, but 
several are booked for the two months that are left. Still 
we have a few cabins that are not engaged yet. The 
game has never been so plenty as this season. All wish- 
ing to have a few days' shooting should apply at once to 
us » Douglass O. WithamJ 
A Floating Battery Taken In. 
Game Protector Marshall was notified last Monday 
night that a floating battery, a device to facilitate the 
slaughter of wildfowl in violation of the game laws, had 
been placed at the head of Long Pond. Accompanied by an 
assistant, Constable Marshall made a night trip to the 
pond in search of the poachers. Upon reaching the pond 
the game protectors drew their boat into the rushes and 
awaited developments. About 8 o'clock they were sud- 
denly startled by the discharge of a gun. Out on the 
pond not far from them was the man with the gun and 
they went out and cautioned him that he mnst not shOot 
at game at such a distance from the shore. 
"Didn't mean to do it," replied the man in the boat. 
"The hammer caught on the seat and the gun went off 
accidentally. But I'd like to know what chance you 
think a man has got to get any ducks on this pond by 
legal methods with such a thing as that over there to 
buck against," and the man pointed over to a fine lot of 
decoy ducks floating on the water while in their midst 
was what appeared to be a small innocent looking raft. 
"My, but that's a nice flock of ducks," exclaimed the 
constable with never a smile to show that he was joking: 
"Now why don't you row in a little and shoot at those?" 
"Ducks?" echoed the hunter with a look of disgust. 
"Them ain't ducks; them's decoys. And right over there 
in the middle of them is a man down under water in a 
tin tank a-watchin' fur ducks to get caught by the 
scheme, an' when they do he'll pepper 'em." 
"Is that so?" replied Constable Marshall, "I guess I'll 
go over and see the thing." 
Making his way among the decoys the constable sud- 
denly saw a head pop up apparently out of the very center 
of the board raft. It stayed in sight for an instant and 
then disappeared. Then it popped up again and a voice 
sang out: 
"Here, what do you mean? You are knocking those 
decoys all around." 
"Can't help it," cheerily responded the game protector. 
"I want to make you a call and this seems to be the only 
way in to your little place." 
This is what the constable found: A sort of raft made 
of a few planks joined together and resting flat upon the 
surface of the water. In the middle was a hole about 6ft: 
in length and lift, wide, into which had been let a sheet 
iron box. The raft was pointed at one end to facilitate 
movement through the water, and on either side was an 
oarlock. About this craft at a short distance away were 
scattered a half hundred decoys. The sheet iron box, of 
course, was the hiding place of the hunter while in wait 
for ducks, and to the most intelligent wildfowl the device 
would suggest nothing more than a few floating boards 
without the least possibility of danger. 
After looking the strange outfit over, Constable Marshall 
informed the occupant that he had violated the State 
game laws by venturing out into the pond a greater dis- 
tance than 50ft. The device was lying fully 100 rods 
from the shore. The constable assisted his prisoner to 
take up his decoys and then ordered him to put the "craft" 
back where he had got it and to appear for trial before 
Justice Rigney at Charlotte. 
On the night fixed for the trial Mr. Little appeared with 
Lawyer Stull as his counsel and D. C. Feely appeared as 
the people's attorney. 
John Luke, a Charlotte boat builder, and Henry Kirke, 
a carpenter who went to Long Pond and looked at the 
odd craft, testified that the device was not a boat, this 
evidence being for the purpose of proving that the hunt- 
ing was in violation of the law. Constable Marshall told 
the story of the capture and then the defendent took the 
stand. He admitted everything except the illegality of 
his hunting methods. He held that the craft was a boat 
and that therefore it was not a violation of the law to 
use it. 
Justice Rigney ruled against the defendant, however, 
and sentenced him to pay a fine of $20 or serve twenty 
days in the penitentiary. Lawyer Stull gave notice that 
he should probably appeal the case and a stay was granted. 
Yesterday it was announced that an appeal had been de- 
cided upon. Charles Pierson, of Canandaigua, who built 
the craft, is interested in pushing the case to a high court 
in order to make a test.— Rochester Herald. 
California Small Game. 
Los Angeles, Cal. , Nov. 1.— Editor Forest and Stream: 
Although the duck season has now been open for six 
weeks yet there are very few northern birds in. The 
flight is gradually working down, but we need a heavy 
"norther" or cold snap to drive the main body of fowl 
south. Last week I noticed some canvasback and wid- 
geon, all northern birds. 
Quail shooting in this section has been unusually poor 
this fall and places where last season one might have 
counted on at least a fair bag, now yield but poor sport 
indeed. 
I have not yet noticed any jacksnipe on any of my 
weekly hunts, although their feeding grounds are greatly 
restricted, owing to the exceptionally dry season, and 
therefore the chance of finding these uncertain birds is 
better than usual. 
The Cerritos and Nigger Slough gun clubs have enjoyed 
some fair shooting at home-bred ducks this season, but I 
think the largest bag made so far by one gun in a day's 
shoot is of sixty-two, by Mr. Ed. Tufts, on Sept. 15, the 
opening day. Culpepper. 
Moose in Alaska. 
Seattle, Wash.— The summer here has been good for 
all kinds of game, grouse especially being reported numer- 
ous. An occasional bear runs against a bullet and loses 
his pelt to some Indian. I have a friend just returned 
from a summer in Alaska, who reports moose, caribou, 
elk, deer, bear and small game numerous and gold scarce. 
He says that the Yukon headwaters are well stocked with 
moose and that they have not been hunted much. This 
country is reached via Juneau by canoe and pack' horse. 
El Comancho. 
Is this the Adirondack Record Buck? 
Troy, N. Y., Nov. 9.— Editor Forest and Stream: Last 
month at Lewey Lake, Hamilton county, my wife killed 
a buck weighing «871bs., the antlers having 24 points. 
Dou you know of any larger deer being killed in the Adi- 
rondacks this year? H. F Bonesteel. 
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