Forest and Stream. 
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DUCK EGGS. 
The open season for duck shooting in New York has 
been from Sept. 1 to March 1. This has just been 
changed by a bill which was passed last week to extend 
the season to May 1. In other words, having once 
abolished the spring shooting of wild fowl on their migra- 
tion to nesting grounds, far north or within her own 
borders, the intelligent Empire State has receded, gone 
backward, and set for other States an example of im- 
providence and foolishness. 
Now that one more fraction of protection has been re- 
moved from the migrating egg-laden hosts, it is in order ' 
for some spring shooter to view with alarm the ravages 
of the duck-egg barrelling Eskimos, up there in the Ai - ctic> 
and to harangue us on the folly of permitting any ducks 
to get by, to fly up there to lay eggs for the savage to bar- 
rel. There is not a more enthusiastic, determined, self- 
denying and work-early-and-late game protector on earth 
than the spring shooter, who takes his gun and braves th e 
inclemency of an April day to save what ducks he can 
from the fur-clad, blubber-eating, unkempt and insensate, 
egg-stealing Eskimo. 
NO VACATION. 
David M. Stone, the veteran retired editor of the New 
York Journal of Commerce, died on Tuesday of last 
week, in his 78th year. Mr. Stone was a self-made man, 
an able and distinguished journalist, a public-spirited 
citizen; and in writing their obituaries of him, his fellow 
journalists took occasion to point out as one of the note- 
worthy features of his career, the fact that during all 
his forty-four years of service with the Journal of Com- 
merce, he had never taken a single vacation; not even 
a day off. He was "chained to business," even on holi- 
days. 
This is a remarkable record, and to have made it Mr. 
Stone must have been a remarkable man. First, in that 
he kept his health, and was not compelled for a day to 
give up the business grind; and second, that every spring 
he withstood the fishing fever and went contentedly from 
home to office, even when Mr. William C. Prime was 
writing his captivating fishing papers for the Journal. 
Most of us, who have been working at one thing and an- 
other for so long a period as forty-four years, have been 
compelled at some time, by reason of bodily infirmities, 
to forego business; but here was a man whose unwearied 
clock-work routine demonstrated what a perfect machine 
the human organism may be. And many of us, too, 
have reasoned that we were not getting a'l the good there 
was in life, if we missed the tumbling waters where the 
trout hides, or the brown fields over which the cloud 
shadows glide, and the dogs range. Most men cannot 
stick to business day in and day out for forty-four solid 
years; they could not if they would, and should not if 
they could. Life and the pleasures of life are to go to- 
gether; the wise man makes certain of his share as he 
goes along. 
Even this editor, who, in forty-four years took no holi- 
day, gave in his life an example of the necessity and 
value of recreation, for Mr. Stone, like all other sensible 
people, had his diversion from routine. He was an intel- 
ligent and enthusiastic floriculturist. His home in 
Brooklyn was set amid grounds famous far and wide for 
their flowers; hyacinths, tulips, asters and others, there 
were more than 25,000 in all. In the care, cultivation, 
display and reposeful companionship of such a garden, 
supplemented by the exhilaration of speeding behind his 
fast horses, Mr, Stone doubtless found that complete 
change of attention and interest that constitutes the 
chief benefit of recreation of whatever character. 
SNAP SHOTS. 
The story of the killing of deer in March by residents 
of the town of Sandwich, Mass. , is not a pleasant one to 
read, but it is gratifying to learn that steps are being taken 
by .the authorities to bring the law-breakers to book. The 
utter disregard of the statutes protecting deer on the 
Cape has long been a source of dissatisfaction to law-abid- 
ing people, and many complaints have been made of this 
lawlessness. In the report of these trials, however, the 
most unpleasant feature was not the violation of the game 
law, but the implication, clearly expressed, that certain 
witnesses committed perjury, and that their perjury 
caused a ripple of laughter to run through the room. 
It has often been said, but bears saying many times 
over, that it is not all of shooting and fishing to shoot 
and fish. Week by week, and year by year, the truth of 
that is being shown anew in these pages, wherein are re- 
corded the nature studies, the travel experiences, the 
observation, suggestion, wit and wisdom of the sports- 
man tourist. "I think," writes Col. Mannsell, sending 
his story of sport in Ireland, '-'that the short historic 
sketch in the foreground, with the illustrations of old 
castle and tower, will serve the better to bring out the 
light and shade of the picture of sport in this work-a-day 
life." That is a happy way of putting it, the light and 
shade of sport. Without the light and the shade what a 
dreary waste would be the literature of rod and gun. 
A correspondent alludes to the time "twenty years 
ago, when the Maryland, farm laborer stipulated that he 
was not to have wild duck on his bill of fare more than 
three times a week." Is not this a variation of the old 
story of the apprentice who stipulated that he was not 
to be fed on fresh salmon daily We believe that the 
salmon story, though ascribed to a thousand different 
localities, has not been verified. Perhaps there is no 
foundation for this Maryland duck story. If there is we 
would be glad to know it. 
Here is a hint for any old trapper or any young trapper 
to whom the Forest and Stream may come. Whenever 
you find a black fox in your trap, just see to it that he 
shall not get away. A black fox skin is worth many^times 
its weight in silver. One sold at the grand annual fur 
sale in Lonion the other day for $850. If a black fox 
comes your way, hold on to him. 
Speaking of prizes, what is a rattlesnake worth? That 
depends. If the fortunate snake man were to come upon 
and subdue a specimen greater and more beautiful than 
the one whose skin adorns this office, he would hesitate 
to part with it for any inconsiderable sum. Yet, in Ver- 
mont, it has been determined that a rattlesnake shall be 
assessed at one dollar. That is the magnificent and 
munificent reward the State bestows upon the here who 
slays a rattler within her borders. The Legislature could 
not have had in view to encourage the professional snake 
killer, for while at a dollar a head one might make day's 
wages in Texas, he would starve amid the sterile covers 
of Vermont. If the bounty is intended to stimulate 
amateur snake hunters, it may be said that one who 
would, not adventure a set-to with a rattler out of pure 
human nature, would not be invited thereto by thought 
of one paltry dollar. The average Vermont Yankee, or 
even Canuck, who chances to slay a deadly snake, is 
likely to think himself a veritable St. George, and would 
scorn the stingy remuneration of this bounty. More- 
over, is not rattlesnake killing, like virtue, its own re- 
ward? If one would not kill a rattlesnake for glory, 
would he for a dollar? What is likely to be the effect of 
this Vermont rattlesnake bounty on Vermonters, snakes 
and snake stories? These are points on which we would 
value the opinion of that Vermont farmer, sportsman, 
naturalist, wit and author, Eowland E. Robinson. 
including the Rochester Rod and Gun Club. He was at 
one time vice-president of the New York State Associa- 
tion, and president of the Genessee Valley Fish and Game 
Protective Association. His ample means were always 
generously given. to advance the interests of rod and gun. 
President L. D. Huntington, of the New York Fish 
Commission, tells us that his office has on file no annual 
reports of the Commission prior to the thirteenth, which 
dates from April 12, 1882, and that any of the missing 
reports, to complete the files, would be very acceptable. 
If any reader of this paragraph can supply the docu- 
ments, we hope that lie will communicate with Presi. 
dent Huntington, whose address is No. 53 Broadway, 
N. Y. 
A Michigan correspondent, who has been down in 
Georgia, writes of a trap-shooting match in which the 
birds used were quail. There is no accounting for taste, 
and perhaps as a simple matter of sport, the trap-shooting 
of Bob White may find its defenders. But there is some- 
thing in it to disgust most field sportsmen. In this 
Thomasville affair, some of the local sportsmen secured 
about 300 quail and challenged a team from the Piney 
Woods Hotel, and from the Mitchell House, to shoot a 
match. The Piney Woods people refused to shoot, claim- 
ing that it was unsportsmanlike. The match was shot, 
resulting in the local team coming out ahead. "It was 
mighty poor sport," says our correspondent, "the birds 
seemed to be starved, and dying of thirst, and very few 
of them could be made to fly. Many of them got to the 
woods with broken legs, and thosii that did escape un- 
harmed were quickly pounced upon by the horde of 
darkey boys, so that few of them got away." 
We have taken occasion to refer to the. admirable 
record of Chief Game and Fish Protector Pond, the 
head of the New Y T ork force. Maj. Pond has adminis- 
tered his office in a way to accomplish results; he has 
been an honest, sensible, efficient, respected official. He 
should retain the place. In it he can do more than any 
new man for the State. If the proposed law shall be 
enacted, the Chief Protector will be at the head of the 
game and fish protectors, and of the forest wardens as 
well. To a long and wisdom-giving experience in the 
general field of fish and game protection, Maj. Pond 
unites a thorough knowledge of the Adirondacks. Both 
of these qualifications are essential to the equipment of 
a Chief Protector. We know of no one else possessing 
them. And yet it is confidently asserted that because 
of his politics, Maj. Pond is likely to be set aside for an- 
other. Such a change would be nothing less than a pub- 
lic misfortune. It is a tremendous pity that the law 
should not provide that the incumbent of the office of 
Ciiief Protector might be removed only for cause and 
after a hearing. 
The late W. S. Kimball, of Rochester, was an active and 
interested member of several sportsmens' organizations, 
There has been a long standing complaint of the depre- 
dations upon the Wyoming elk supply by hunters who 
capture the game alive for export. The industry has 
come to an end by the adoption of a law forbidding the 
capture of large game of any species for purposes of ex- 
portation. An exception is made in favor of specimens 
intended for public parks, and even then the shipper 
must secure the permission in writing from the State 
game and fish warden. 
The fish and forestry exhibits at the Cotton States and 
International Exposition, which will be held in Atlanta 
next September, promise to be of magnitude and in- 
terest. The United States will have an aquarium which 
will far surpass that of the World's Fair. Commissioner 
Macdonald is now in Florida arranging for a supply of 
sea specimens for Atlanta. The forestry exhibit will be 
under the direction of Mr. B. E. Fernow, of the National 
Bureau of Forestry, who promises that there shall be ob- 
ject lessons for stimulation to improve methods of 
forestry and of farming. 
The late Allan Gilmore, of Ottawa, was one of Canada's 
oldest and best sportsmen. He was a well known en- 
thusiast in fishing, shooting and yachting, and was a lib- 
eral promoter of out-door sports. Col. Giimore was at one 
time during Mr. Hallock's incumbency, a considerable 
stockholder in the Forest and Stream Publishing Com- 
pany. In 1879, Mr. Hallock was his guest on the Godbout 
River in lower Canada, a notable salmon stream, of which 
he was sole proprietor. 
