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full of water. When starting out I keep all the minnows 
in one of the pails. When they begin to come to top of 
water, I pour off the water and pour in water from other 
pail; when they come up again, pour both water and min- 
nows back into first pail, and repeat as often as they rise 
to top. I sent 500 minnows a distance (by rail) of 100 miles 
in a three-gallon pail, cover reversed, with a hole in cen- 
ter, and placed a large piece of ice in the cover, so as it 
melted the water would run into pail, and thus keep water 
fresh. Only one died. 
During the summer I have a tank in the yard, with 
waterworks pipe to supply it water, and an outlet that con- 
nects with drain. I have had as many as 3,000 minnows 
at one time. I am always ready for an outing at a mo- 
ment's notice. Fish for sport, not for market. An outing 
is refreshing after 5i hours' confinement indoors.. If there 
is a better way to hook minnows, would like to hear of it. 
E. T. L. 
THE CANADIAN ANGLING SEASON. 
Editor Forest and Stream: 
The Canadian fishing season has opened with a rush. 
To-day a large party of American anglers chartered a 
special train on the line of the Quebec & Lake St. John 
Railway to reach their club house at Kiskisink. These 
gentlemen are all members, or guests of members, of the 
Metabetchouan Fish and Game Club. They were pre- 
ceded a few days ago by Major Bailey, patent solicitor, 
of Washington, and Mr. Parker Page, of New York, 
whose catch so far has been a very large and satisfac- 
tory one. In to-day'B party are Dr. Porter, of Bridgeport, 
and Major D. F. Eead, of the same place, whose father, 
D. M. Bead, was president of the State Senate. These 
gentlemen last year made a remarkable cross-country trip 
of some 200 miles by canoe from Kiskisink, ascending 
the Metabetchouan to its headwaters- at the height of 
land, thence to the headwaters of streams flowing into 
Lake Kenogami, and afterward over other heights of land 
to the waters of La Belle Eiviere, by which stream they 
reached Lake St. John. 
Another splendid tour that may be made from the head- 
waters of the Metabetchouan is over a series of divides to 
the south until the waters of the River Ste. Atme are 
reached, bringing the tourists out at St. Raymond, only a 
few miles north of the city of Quebec. This trip was 
made a year or two ago by Dr. Porter's two sons, the same 
young gentlemen who had just then rescued two Montreal 
youths from a pretty sorry plight on the lower waters of 
the Metabetchouan. The Montrealers went into the river 
to swim, miles from any camp, leaving all their clothing, 
provisions and supplies in their canoe, which they par- 
tially drew out of the water on to the bank. Unnoticed 
by them the canoe floated off by itself at the head of a 
heavy rapid, in which it overturned and was wrecked, de- 
stroying or losing provisions, clothing, guns and rods. It 
was the height of the mosquito, black fly and sand fly 
season, and when, foodless, clotheless and shelterless, the 
two adventurers were discovered by the Messrs. Porter a 
couple of days later, they were a pair of living pictures 
more fit for the hospital than for the stage. 
Other members of the party that left for Kiskisink to- 
day are: Mr. Coe, of Meriden, chairman of the executive 
committee of the Metabetchouan Club; C. E. Mitchell and 
J. H. Flagg, of New York; J. P. Stevenson, Wallingford, 
Conn. ; J. Stevenson, Gh H. Wilcox, W. B. Ives, G. A. Fay, 
J. S. Fay, A. Chamberlin, W. B. Cashen, Samuel Dodd, 
W. Huffurd, N. W. Sims, O. H. Piatt and W. B. Hall, of 
Meriden, Conn. Among those who are bound to-day for 
the Standacona Lakes are: Messrs. W. H. Swift, E. T. 
Brooks and Preston Lea, of Wilmington, Del.; L. W. 
Beecher, of Westville, Conn., and Sheffield Philps, of New 
York. 
Lakes Beaufort and St. Charles have already yielded 
some good baskets of fish to city anglers, who can reach 
them from Quebec in a couple of hours' drive. But the 
center of attraction for heavy fish at present is Lake Ed- 
ward, where a number of Canadian anglers are camping, 
some of whom report among their catches red trout over 
51bs. in weight. 
Ouananiclie have been taken for over a week past by 
bait along the Roberval shore of Lake St. John and at the 
mouth of the Metabetchouan. There is no doubt, too, 
that by this time they would rise at the fly, but nobody 
has so far tried them this season that I can learn of. Fly- 
fishing in the Grande Desharge for ouananiche will un- 
doubtedly commence this year in the first week of June. 
E. T. D. Chambers. 
Quebec, May 18. 
TEXAS TARPON. 
San Antonio, Texas, May 13. — Tarpon were never so 
plentiful at this time of the year as they are at present at 
Rockport and Aransas Pass. Last Wednesday, May 8, 
our Hon. A. W. Houston, Mr. Reagan Houston, Mr. 
Albert Maverick, accompanied by Mr. P. H. Swearingen, 
of the law firm of Swearingen & Brooks, left for Rock- 
port and Aransas Pass to try their hand at tarpon and 
other minor fish. Up to Friday afternoon they were for- 
tunate to land five very large tarpon, each one a royal 
beauty that would send the blood of any man coursing 
through his veins at the rate of forty and a half miles an 
hour. Mr. Swearingen landed one, Mr. Reagan Houston 
two and the Hon. A. W. Houston two; Mr. Albert Mav- 
erick hooked at least ten or twelve, but wa3 unfortunate 
at landing on account of having a very delicate line. The 
news spread very rapidly to San Antonio, and on Saturday, 
May 11, the following party of gentlemen started for the 
tarpon grounds at Rockport and Aransas Pass, and a right 
merry party it was: Louis Frankel (with his koninoor), 
Wm. Hardie, Allen Irvin, Gen'l Agent of the S. A. & A. 
P. Ry. ; E. G. Seng, who talks to all the ladies on the train 
and loses his grip; Mr. E. K. Bixby, T. P. A. of the great 
and only Vandalia Line; Jacob Waelder (honest Jakie); 
Fred. Dagget; P. Wooldridge, who has to go courting at 
every station he comes to and gets left at Rockport; E, J 
Coward; Ira N. Turner, who don't know what it is to say 
no or refuse; J. A. McDonald (silent Jack); G. P. Spaulding; 
J. Hamer, whosays, "Boys, keep quiet or I can't go again;" 
W. Berry, who was lost; J. C. Mangham, who knows how 
to fish, and L. F. Meyers to pull the corks and keep the 
flies off the mess chest. They expect to stay some time, 
that is if they can keep Frankel and Seng in their limit 
with their harness on. 
Mr. Swearingen's catch was his maiden tarpon, and he 
has grown at least a foot and several inches taller, and 
says that tarpon fishing beats practising law , L. F. M. 
Minnesota Association. 
The Minnesota Game and Fish Protective Association is 
now an accomplished fact. At a meeting yesterday after- 
noon in the assembly room of Temple Court, attended by 
a number of prominent amateur sportsmen of the Twin 
Cities and outside towns, a constitution was adopted and 
a full set of officers elected. From the euthusiastic way 
in which those in attendance took hold, the association is 
assured of success from the very start. 
The meeting was but the consummation of a vigorous 
campaign which has been conducted by a few enthusiastic 
sportsmen, with the close co-operation of the State Board 
of Game and Fish Commissioners. S. F. Fullerton, exec- 
utive agent of the board, has been very active in the move- 
ment, and was present at the meeting yesterday. The 
association will be a voluntary auxiliary to the State offi- 
cers, and one of its prime objects is the prevention of 
poaching and other violations of the State game laws. 
Every fine collected on information furnished by the as- 
sociation will be divided, one-half going to the State board, 
the other to the association. A number of local clubs, or- 
ganized for trap and field shooting, fishing etc., have 
already signified their intention of joining the association 
in a body. Besides a large contingent from Minneapolis 
and St. Paul, there are clubs in Duluth, Crookston, Alex- 
andria, Tower, Ely, Breckenridge, Perham, Park Rapids, 
Northfield, Nashua and South Haven, which are expected 
to co-operate. These clubs are none of them organized for 
game protection, but have been working in that line, and 
hail the State association as a great move in the interests 
of amateur sport. 
The officers were all elected by acclamation, as follows: 
President, Uri L. Lamprey, St. Paul; first vice-president, 
W. S. Benson, St. Cloud; second vice-president, F. F. 
Davis, Minneapolis; third vice-president, E. S. Palmer, 
Dulutb; secretary, Wm. L. Tucker, St. Paul; treasurer, 
Wm. L. Woolford, Minneapolis; attorney, H. P. Goodenow, 
St. Paul. A number of new members were then voted in, 
increasing the number on the rolls to 241.— Minneapolis 
Times, May 16. 
Frank Lawrence. 
In Japan there grows a peculiar grass with properties deadly to 
American ducks. It is cut by Jap farmer?, woven into suits for duck 
hunters to wear, and so imported into this country by Frank Law- 
rence. When a man sets out to kill a duck, he puts on one of these 
Lawrence suits, makes himself look like a bunch of grass, and fools the 
fowl. It is a long shot from Japan to America, but the Jap grass kills 
American ducks, and for that matter it could quite as easily kill the 
American eagle. Mr. Lawrence formerly did a big business in 
Chicago. He expects to do a bigger one with new headquarters in 
New York; and wishes all bis old customers to know that in his new 
association with Henry C, SquireB & Son he still keeps up his own 
business in all its branches. 
Many Anglers 
now say that the best reels for the money are the improved '.'Expert" , 
Keels— and for little money at that. All dealers have them.— Adv. 
§he gemtel 
FIXTURES. 
BENCH SHOWS. 
Sept. 9 to 13,— Industrial Exhibition Association's annual bench 
show, Toronto, Ont. C. A. Stone, Secy and iSup't. 
Sept. 17-20.— Orange county Fair Bench Show, Newburgh, N. Y. 
Robert Johnson, Sec'y. . .. 
Oct. 8-11.— Danbury, Conn.— Danbury Agri.-ultural Society. Gh L. 
Rundle, Sec'y. 
FIELD TRIALS. 
Sept. 2.— Continental Field Trials Club's chicken trials at Morrisi 
Man. P. T. Madison, Sec'y, Indianapolis. Ind. 
Sept. 10— Morris, Man.— Manitoba F. T. C. John Wootton, Sec'y, 
Manitou. .■ • . A -. 
Nov. 5.— Chatham, Ont.— International F. T. Club. W. B.WePs, Sec'v. 
Nov. 7.— Newton, N. C— U. S. Field Trial Club's Trials A. W. B. 
Stafford, Sec'y, Trenton, Tenn. . , 
Nov. 11.— Hempstead, L I.— National Beagle Club of America, fifth 
annual trials. Geo. W. Rogers, Sec'y, New York. 
Nov. 18.— Eastern F. T. Club, at Newton, N. C. W. A. Coster 
Sec'y, Saratoga Springs, N. Y, 
Nov. 25.— Continental Field Trials Club's quail trials at Newton. 
P. T. Madison, Sec'y, Indianapolis, Ind. 
Oct. 29.— New England Field Trial Club, at Assonet, Mass. S. R. 
Sharp, Sec'y. 
THE DOG IN LIFE AND DEATH. 
"Where is my Dog? or, Is Man alone Immortal?" is the 
title of a book of 202 pages, by Rev. Charles Josiah Adams, 
and which, as the title implies, is devoted to the question of 
the dog's existence and immortality. The treatment of 
the subject is exhaustive and ablp. The preface contains 
a brief explanation of the author's purpose in writing the 
work. He says: "Man never does a serious thing in his 
life without some reason. Every effect has a cause. I 
have been asked why I wrote this treatise. With all who 
think I have asked the question: Is man immortal? This 
question is intensely active when one has lost a friend. My 
dog Tip was a surer friend to me than most men and 
women whom I have known. When I lost him, I asked: 
'Where is my dog? Is death the end of the lower animal? 
What argument adduces in favor of man's immortality 
that goes not to establish a belief in the immortality of 
the lower animal? ' The question of man's immortality 
can not be answered without an analysis of man's nature. 
An introspective analysis gives only the elements of my 
nature. May there not be some elements of human natu? e 
which I lack, or which are so faint in my composition that 
they are not noticeable or apt to be overlooked? * * * 
As I regarded each faculty, I found it not only related to 
matter, but also to substance — that it pointed to immor- 
tality. Then the primary question which had started the 
train of questions — the question, 'Where is my dog? ' — 
caused me to ask: 'What faculty or element of nature 
has the man which the lower animal has .aot?' I was as- 
tonished to find how nearly man and the lower animal 
are one as to faculty. If one as to faculty, then what is 
the essential difference between them? If no essential 
difference, then, if man be immortal, must not the lower 
animal be immortal also? " 
In the first chapter the author touches upon the love, 
loyalty and devotion of the dog. "Your servant and your 
friend once, he is your friend and your servant always. 
Open the door of his cage or slip the bridle from his head 
and your bird or your horse will fly or gallop, with note 
or neigh of joy, to his own kind. Your dog is as natu- 
rally gregarious, but you can not ever-drive him away 
from you. He licks the hand that smites him, and rubs 
the whole length of his back upon the foot that kicks 
him. Your cat loves your house or your rug, not you. 
The love of place is a primary love with the cat. When 
you move into another street, he will not follow you. 
The dog has the love of location as well. There is some 
particular spot in the house where he loves to sleep. 
The dog' turns around before he lies down. Why? Be- 
cause, we are told, his primitive ancestors ha,d their home 
among the reeds of the Nile, and turned around to push 
those reeds away that they might lie down. We can im- 
agine the same reeds rising and bending each time any 
one of these early dogs arose from or lay do«m to his 
rest, because simply he had lain there before. You may 
form the modern dog's habit as to place, if he is your dog, 
by placing a garment which you have worn there. You 
may hear him settling upon it with a low sound of satis- 
faction, because it reminds him of you. The love of 
place is a secondary love with the dog. There are three 
upon whom man, in his virtue, may always depend — 
God, his mother, and his dog. This is the great trinity of 
love. There are two upon whom man may always 
depend so long as his iniquity is not proven — his mother 
and his dog. There is one upon whom man may always 
depend, no matter how miserably fallen — his dog." 
The author then recounts, in an interesting manner, the 
dogs which he has owned and the individual traits of 
each. Of two he writes: "Dennis was never a favorite 
with the mistress of tha house. He was a great, sprawl- 
ing, awkward brute, that made more noise and dirt than 
a whole pack of average dogs should have made. As a 
murderer of sleep, he was worse than a critic or a tin 
bath tub the faucet of which is defective, and which is 
constantly sucking into the escape pipe what it appears to 
think is the last gill of water. His snore was uniquely stri- 
dent and discordant, and he never recovered from an 
omniverous disposition to chew. * * * When Dennis 
would get a rebuke, Tip would get a caress. Where? Den- 
nis would be stricken with the broomstick, Tip would 
receive a gentle- voiced reprimand. Tip was even more 
widely known than Dennis. He was nearly as ugly. He 
was small — about two-thirds as long, tail and all, as your 
arm — with eyes as confiding as those of Dennis; they were 
brighter, more active, and seemed to be 'the windows of 
a soul' that was anxious for the incoming of more light. 
He was very receptive; you had little trouble in convey- 
ing a simple idea or even a plain thought to him. When 
he understood what you said, or when he wanted you to 
do something for him, or when he had performed some 
one of the numerous tricks which we had taught him, his 
eyes fairly gleamed, and his beautiful tail (after the white 
spot on the very end of which he was named) waved and 
switched like a willow wand in a storm. He would have 
been called a cur, I presume. He was pure in the cross 
between the Dandy Dinmont and the poodle. Excepting 
the spot on the tip of his tail, to which I have referred, 
and a narrow vest, he was black as 'the cloth.' 
"He had one bad habit, of which he could never be 
broken; he would bark. He never did nip anybody, but 
I have always believed that a trio of exquisite young gen- 
tlemen who boarded next door feared for their lavender 
pantaloons or the pink skin of their calves. At any rate, as 
I sat reading my paper one morning, I heard a cry from 
my wife in an adjoining room, and on looking up saw 
through the folding doors the poor little beggar roll over 
in a fit. I sprang to my feet and rushed for a physician. 
He sneeringly remarked that he did not treat dogs. I 
had only time to say as I turned away that I had, when 
a boy, owned a big bulldog named Joe, that I would like 
to see treat him; but the remark did Tip no more good 
than a milder one would have done. When I reached 
home Tip was dead, and my wife, whom I had never be- 
fore seen very demonstrative in grief, was sitting near 
where he lay on the floor, the tears running through the 
fingers of the hand which she held to her face, and con- 
vulsed with sobs. I went up to the boy's room — he not 
having risen yet — and told him what had happened. 
Shall I confess it? We cried together — the man as deeply 
moved as the boy, and as unable to control himself. Tip 
was gone from us. by the road by which Dennis went a 
couple of years later. He was poisoned. I was very 
anxious to know who did the miserable deed. Though — 
I might as well confess it, for it will crop out sooner or 
later — though a parson, I wanted revenge. Some one 
asked me in a company of gentlemen, whether I would 
pray for the man who poisoned my dog, did I find him. 
I replied: 'I would pound the daylights out of him,' and 
added: 'I might pray for him when he got so weak that 
he really needed it.' And on mature deliberation, I do 
not know that my remark was too strong." 
The reverend author asks and answers the question, 
"Who may say what may not be immortal? If the dog 
is immortal, then we would not probably be going too far 
in concluding that all sentient beings are immortal. And 
may not the empire of sensation be wider and deeper than 
we imagine? Man can see and hear and feel. It has 
taken the world untold age 4 to realize this as true of all 
men. Does a kick hurt the laborer as badly as the noble- 
man, the servant as the millionaire? Before our civil war, 
did any one imagine that the black mother really loved 
her baby as much as the white mother? A French noble- 
man before the Eevolution had no more thought of giv- 
ing pain in smiting a peasant than in striking a stone. 
The fundamental kinship of man is a modern discovery. 
Now, the question is: 'Are not all sentient beings akin?' " 
"I ask the question, Where is my dog? not because I 
think the dog the only animal that should be immortal, 
nor the only one that can be loved. There is something 
in every animal that responds to man and something in 
man that responds to every animal, because man is the 
microcosm — all animals in one." 
In the chapter entitled "Annoyances and Immortality," 
the author says: "But some will say: 'You speak of ani- 
mals that are faithful, intelligent, beautiful and beloved. 
How about the loathsome and the annoying?' I may 
answer here briefly: First, that there are few animals 
that are not faithful in return for faithfulness. What 
animal has shown himself more faithless than man — 
than especially the Anglo-Saxon. To slaughter is man's 
instinct. We decoy that we may fill with shot; we scratch 
the pig's back while he feeds that he may contentedly 
grunt and grow fat, that we may eat him; we speak 
gently to the horse as we hold out the salt in our hand, 
that we may bridle him, ride him, sink our spurs into 
