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a thunderbolt, the wound being very large and deadly in 
its nature. Seeing the killing of this animal, all of Dr. 
Sayre's friends wished that their rifles were the same as 
his. Before the trip was over they were glad that they 
were not the same, and Dr. Sayre reports that he con- 
siders that the weapon is absolutely unfit to shoot such 
large game on account of the irregularity in action of 
the bullet. His next elk was shot several times with his 
small calilaer rifle, but no shot stopped it. It was shot in 
all twenty-two times, being finally finished with a six- 
shooter. Dr. Sayre told me that he wanted to kiU a bear, 
and that had he stayed a week longer he could undoubt- 
edly have had a shot at a bear, as they saw signs of bear 
feeding at some of the elk carcasses, but he said he had so 
little confidence in his gun that he was afraid to tackle a 
bear with it and so came out of the mountains. This re- 
port is quite contrary to the glowing accounts given by 
some hunters who have had nothing but good luck with 
these guns. Dr. Sayre says that the mountain men ad- 
vised him to shoot a .45-70 Government cartridge. All 
big game hunters will know that was good advice. He 
was advised against the .45-90, and again wisely, for 
there are very few old hunters who would not tell him 
that the ,45-70 is by far the better arm for big game than 
the .45 90, facts being much better than theories. 
The party of which Dr. Sayre was a member consisted 
of himself, Dr. J. P. Letts, William Gee and Charles H, 
Whitcomb, of Chicago, and Mr. T. A. Caauthers, of Lin- 
coln, Neb. They went to Red Lodge, Mont., and hunted 
north of the park, having the well-known hunter, Ed. 
Van Dyke, as their guide. They were out seventeen days 
and got nine elk, all good specimens. Dr. Sayre killed 
three, Mr. Whitcomb three, and the others killed one 
each, Mr. Whitcomb gettiig also a deer and Mr. Gee two 
deer. They met fifteen inches of snow the first week 
they were out, and had to lie in camp two days. They 
had a pack train of seventeen horses. 
Luck of the Chase. 
It is reported that the party among which were num- 
bered General Miles, Mr. Vanderbilt and Mr. Webb, of 
New York city, returned from the West without having 
killed a deer or any other head of game. 
Mr. J. V. Clark and Charlie Spalding have returned 
from a short deer hunt in Wisconsin, Mr. Clark with a 
2001b. buck. 
Mr. F. H. Lungren, the well-known artist of New York 
city, whom. I mentioned lately as having gone for another 
trip to his favorite field, the Navajo country of Arizona 
and New Mexico, has returned from that region and is 
spending a little time in Chicago prior to his retm-n East. 
He reports a trip full of hardships of the physical sort, 
but also full of artistic results. Mr. Lungren says that 
the big tribal hunt of the Navajos, their annual antelope 
round-up, did not take place as scheduled last month, as 
the weather was unsuitable ; so the body of native hunters, 
something like 400 or 500 of them in all, moved off to 
other country where the game was more abundant. He 
describes these great annual drives of the Southwestern 
Indians as grand spectacles of life and action, but disas- 
trous to the antelope, which are nearly cleaned out over 
the country by such a hunt. They are driven into pens 
or over cailon walls, much after the fashion the Northern 
Indiana had of hunting the buffalo. 
Among the Wildfowl. 
We have had a second snowstorm here this week, and 
as a result the flight of ducks is the best seen here this 
fall. It is now thought by some of *he old shooters here 
that the birds have not been down at ail before this, the 
weather north of here being too warm and mild. This 
storm no doubt means the closing of the waters above 
here, and will end up the Northern wildfowling within 
the next ten days. 
At Koshkonong the ducks are reported in abundance 
this week. Mr. R, B. Organ and Mr. B. Dicks go up as 
guests of Eddie Bingham on the old Bingham homestead 
on Koshkonong, leaving here to-night. They should 
have shooting. 
At Water Valley the duck shooting has been better the 
past week than at any time for years. Mr, R. W. Rex- 
ford last Monday, shooting on the Kankakee Marsh, near 
Lowell, Ind., bagged twenty-seven mallards at one hole, 
and came out, saying he had enough, though he thinks 
he could have killed seventy-five had he cared to do so. 
Mr. F. R. Bissell, of this city, goes to Water Valley, 
Ind., to-morrow for a try at the ducks, and should have 
some shooting. Mr. Bissell has a nice little cottage at 
Water Valley, and he and his wife have frequent shoot- 
ing trips there. 
Mr. J. J. Dickey, superintendent of the Western Union 
Telegraph Co., at Omaha, Neb., reported a very good 
week of sport on ducks in South Dakota east of the Rose- 
bud country on a series of lakes he and his friends have 
discovered. They got 150 ducks of different varieties, 
but only one canvasback. 
Mr. Harry Loveday is back from his Minnesota duck- 
ing trip, which he thinks was planned for too early a date, 
On the last day he shot the birds worked better than at 
any other time, and, singularly enough, it was on a north- 
ibound flight that they got their shooting then. On that 
day Mr. Loveday got forty fat mallards, and his friend, Mr. 
jEd Hughes, got twenty-eight mallards. Other members 
of the party were Ma j. Sanborn and Messrs. C. D. Gam- 
mon, S. M. Sutherland and John Grey, of this city, and 
iMr. R. R. Street, of New York city. Of these the high 
bags, all however of mixed ducks, were: for Mr. Street 
fifty-one, Maj. Sanborn and Mr. Grey fifty-three each. 
In the last few days of their shooting they bagged 326 
ibirds — not a very great number, they thought. Last 
year the same party killed 1,500 on their fall hunt, and 
four years ago the party killed 3,900 ducks. They shot in 
each case in Ottertail county, on Dead Lake, the head- 
waters of the Red River of the North. In this locality 
they found a great many sharp-tailed grouse migrating 
from the North to the timbered region near by, and fit 
.these they killed a number. 
Messrs. Fuller and Morris, of the English Lake Club 
liouse on the Kankakee River, came very nearly entirely 
Tedeeming the reputation of the old river a little over a 
week ago, for between them they bagged 103 mallards in 
one day, which certainly is enough to satisfy anyone on 
■earth. 
Mr. T. P. Hicks is back from his trip to Red wood, Minn., 
where he did not work hard for shooting, but got 150 
ducks at odd times, 
Mr, Bissell, secretary of the State Sportsmen's Associ- 
ation, says that his trip to North Dakota, at Dawson, was 
most satisfactory. He had fine shooting at ducks and 
geese, as earlier mentioned. He saw the weird dance 
of the sandhill cranes for the first time on this trip. He 
reports no chickens in that country, and the local hunters 
say the extensive fires of the last spring entirely burned out 
the birds. 
Mr. Walter Dupee, who has hunted every week until 
this week since the first of the season of this fall, says that 
the duck shooting has been very poor over this part of the 
country. He has been going out into North Dakota for 
several years along the Soo line, and says he saw a great 
many ducks at Kenmere, on that road, though at that 
time he was not out after ducks, but chickens. He thinks 
that was the best chance for ducks he has seen this 
year. 
Shooting at Swan Lake Club this fall has been very 
rocky, though one does not know nowadays what a night 
may bring sorth in late mallard shooting, for which these 
waters are noted. 
Mr. Abner Price has been out for a little trip at Duck 
Island Club, below Peoria, but at this writing we do not 
have word of any very great shooting at that locality as 
yet this fall. It is very likely that this week and the one 
just past are to be the record weeks of this year for this 
vicinity. 
Amohe the Quail. 
It is a trifle early as yet to speak of the quail shooting 
for this season, but it is already clear that we are to have 
the best shooting in Illinois and Indiana that has been 
known for some time. No one who can take time to run 
south of this city over night need lack for opportunity to 
enjoy the pleasant sport of quail shooting. Of course, it 
is always desirable to know good country. It is a mistake 
to think that one is obliged to go south of the Ohio River 
to get good shooting on quail, but really the closer one 
can get to the Ohio the better are his chances. In Illinois 
anywhere down the Illinois Central R, R., say as far as 
Champaign, one is sure this year of finding birds. If he 
go to Mattoon, better yet to Eflingham, on that road, he 
will be in the center of the best sort of quail coiuitry, and 
can moreover get cross roads to take him east and west 
into the little towns lying in that part of the State. As 
far south as Vincennes the birds are abundant this year. 
If one go to Newton, 111., he will be well located, or at 
Mt. Vernon he will have splendid country. Any of the 
little country towns of that part of the State, such as 
Dubois, Ashley, etc., will be good headquarters. Around 
Centralia there is good country, and near Areola. In 
fact, anywhere below the upper half or two-thirds of 
Illinois the quail are numerous enough this year to offer 
all the shooting any one need want. Moreover, the water 
is abundant this season, so that the birds are well scat- 
tered and offer a varied day's sport in a walk across 
country, not being confined to the water-courses, as they 
have been in the last few dry seasons. These points on 
the quail I have from my friend Charlie Antoine, who 
shot all over that part of the country last year and the 
year previous, and so knows what the situation is; so the 
news can be held safe as any advice can be on shooting 
grounds, always subject of course to local conditions of 
change such as too much market shooting. 
Mud Hens and Rail. 
The veteran duck shooter, Abe Kleinman, answering 
the queries of some novices the other day in my hearing, 
said that in his belief mud hens were as good to eat as 
mallards, and that before long all the shooters would be 
glad enough to get mud hens to shoot. He was explain- 
ing that the mud hens migrate by night, coming down in 
big flocks from the North, and he added that the rail mi- 
grate in the same way, always by night. He says a rail 
can fly as well as any bird when it tries. 
Mixed. 
Mr. C. N. Souther, city ticket agent of the Milwaukee 
& St. Paul road, did not get any ducks on his trip to 
Wisconsin a week ago, but found some good squirrel 
shooting. He and his friends killed fifty-one fox squir- 
rels, and moreover discovered what they state to be some 
very good ruffed grouse country. 
The largest deer killed in Wisconsin this season, so far 
as I have record, is one killed by Mr. Boyce, of this city, 
near Ashland, Wis. , a buck which weighed 264lbs. dressed. 
Mr. H. D. Nicholls, a member of the Cumberland Gun 
Club, a shooter well known in Illinois State Association 
matters, has just been elected to the State Legislature. 
The sportsmen are therefore sure of at least one solid 
friend in the house, and an effort will be made to use Mr. 
NichoUs's influence in the passage of a better game law. 
Mr. N. H. Harris, of this city, has recently returned 
from a trip to Arkansas, where he killed a deer and a 
turkey and had a very pleasant time. 
Mr. J. W. Upsall, of Watseka, 111., tells me that his 
father and some friends went to Arkansas for a shooting 
trip, but never unpacked their stuff and turned around 
and came back home. They found they would be obliged 
to pay a license, and would not be allowed to ship any 
game out of the State. 
Messrs. Walter Dupee and Oswald von Lengerke, of 
this city, started yesterday for Trenton, Tenn., where 
they will have a week's quail shooting with W. B. Staf- 
ford, who handles Mr. Dupee's dogs. 
Although it is very late in the season, the bass fishing 
in the Kankakee River is better now than it has been any 
time this year. The small-mouth bass are biting finely, 
and large strings are being taken at different points of 
the river from Koutts on down. 
For woodcock shooting in season I am advised by one 
who knows that the country along the Mississippi River, 
above La Crosse, Wis., is as good as any in the West. 
Take the train at La Crosse and run up one or two 
stations. This to be borne in mind for next year. 
On his last trip to the Kankakee Charlie Antoine made 
the mixed bag of fifteen jacksnipe and four prairie 
chickens. He also saw three bevies of quail, though the 
law was not yet up. 
A bull pup belonging to Mr. J. G. Bushnell, of this city, 
went on the war path this week and bit four persons — 
Josepli Whitford, Marcus Smith, Edward Howe and Dr. 
Thwaite. On the supposition that it was a mad dog it 
was killed. It would have been the making of the pup 
if they had let it alone. 
Luck of the Colored Hunter. 
While in my oflSlce this week, my friend Tom Divine, 
of Memphis, was looking over the various bear trophies 
from Mississippi, and blowing all the horns in the office, 
including Tom Glover's E flat Texas horn, all of which 
reminded him of big game matters in Mississippi; and he 
told me a story, which has the merit of being true, in regard 
to the luck recently had by a negro hunter in the cane- 
brake country south of Memphis. The negro, it seems, 
was watching at a water hole for a shot at a bear, and 
was lucky enough to get it. He killed the bear, which 
weighed 4501b8. He sat down and waited for his 
partner to come up, and while sitting there quietly he 
heard a cracking in the cane not far from him. Think- 
ing this might be another bear, he kept still, but 
in a few moments found the animal was not a bear, 
but a panther. The latter seemfed to think he could make 
a square meal off the bear, but as he began to snuff 
around the bear the negro shot and killed him also, the 
two animals lying close together, A few moments later 
the negro's partner came over that way, following two 
hounds, which were trailing. As luck would have it, the 
hounds put their game up a tree near the water hole. It 
was a big wildcat, and the same negro killed it almost 
from the same place where he stood when he shot the 
bear and panther. It must have been his busy day. Mr. 
Divine personally saw the panther, which was shipped 
entire to Memphis, and says that it measured 8ft. trom 
tip to tip, one of the largest he ever saw. If I should see 
this story in any paper but Forest and Stream, I should 
think it wasn't bo, but the odd part about it is that it is 
true. E. Hough. 
1206 BorcE Building, Ohicago. 
The Neaville Boys. 
An old friend from Ashland, Wis., sent me a copy of 
Forest and Stream containing the sketch of Charles 
Guyon, not knowing that we get the paper here. He 
writes: "I send it because I know it will interest you very 
much, as you know all the charactei-s mentioned in the 
story and I can imagine you reading it to a group of 
friends, who will also enjoy it because it is so well 
written." 
I am not surprised that he was pleased with that article, 
but what will he think when he reads of Henry and 
Frank Neaville? This last is fine; it is a perfect portrait 
. of each of the boys and their manner of speech at that 
time. Frank was a bright young man, and was a clerk 
in a store until he enlisted and went in the army. Henry, 
as Mr. Mather says, was not so bright on the exterior, but 
was a sort of "singed cat, better than he looked;" and lazy 1 
Oh, my! He was the perfect picture of ease and present 
enjoyment. No doubt he enjoyed having his feet frozen, 
as it gave him rest, and had they been taken off would 
have insured him perfect felicity. He could work and 
endure discomfort, and the heroic words he expressed 
about his frozen feet are a key to his character. I liked 
him very much. He was a noble boy, and his early pa- 
thetic death in his country's service proved his devotion 
to his friends, flag and country. 
Mrs. Neaville, mother of the boys, thought she had a 
presentiment of their death that summer. After her 
roses had all faded two more white ones came upon the 
bush, one after the other, bloomed for a time, then 
drooped and fell. The old people never recovered from 
the loss of their two good boys. Mrs. Neaville died last 
year, near Brodhead, Wis, She was an excellent woman, 
and Mr. Mather's article would have comforted her if 
she could have lived to see it. 
I hope the author, who was well known here forty 
years ago, may liye long and continue his interesting 
articles on "Men I have Fished With," and put them in 
book form, so that when he is taken from the stream of 
time his friends may receive a royalty from them that 
will be sufficient to rear a monument that will perpetu- 
ate his name and fame as a second Izaak Walton to all 
time. W. S. 
PoTosi, Wis. 
A Successful Maine Trip. 
Capt. Joseph B. Taylor, of the Albany-Bath ferry 
line, has returned from his annual hunting trip to the 
Maine woods, and reports a glorious time and game galore. 
During his stay in the woods he saw several moose, many 
caribou and deer without number. Joe Francis, the well- 
known guide, looked after his welfare, and the results of 
the hunt are a huge moose with 53in. spread of antlers, 
with very broad palms, showing him to have been an old- 
timer; one caribou and two deer. The dilapidated condi- 
tion of the ears of the moose, including a bullet hole 
through one of his ears, shows that the old fellow had had 
many a brush and at least one hau-breadth escape. Crosby, 
the Bangor taxidermist, who has the heads, pronounced 
the caribou head one of the finest Maine heads he ever 
handled; in fact, says that it is seldom equaled by any 
brought from Newfoundland. 
The party arrived in the woods in the last few days in 
September, and enjoyed several days of excellent trout 
fishing before the hunting season opened. 
Capt. T. reports that lumbering operations have been 
begun in the forests of the West Branch waters on lands 
that were lumbered about twenty-five years ago, the 
dilapidated dams are being rebuilt, and operations will be 
prosecuted on a large scale for the next few years. This 
will be unwelcome news to very many of the readers of 
Forest and Stream, but let us hope that the vigilance of 
the Maine game warden will be equal to the occasion, and 
that we shall not have a recurrence of the wholesale 
butcheries of a quarter of a century ago. 
Judging from the number of very fine negatives ob- 
tained, the Captain seems to have been quite as successful 
with the camera as with the rifle. 
My congratulations on the result of the vote on the 
forestry amendment. g. 
Trot, N. T., Nov. 4. 
Moose in the Ox-bow Country. 
New York, Nov. 4,— We have just returned from a 
trip to Ox-bow, Me. Got a fine l,000lb. bull moose and 
several deer. Had the best guide and moose caller in the 
woods, Ed. Junkins. He did what many claim to be im- 
possible, called up a moose on a hardwood ridge at noon 
on Oct. 17. That's rather late in the season for calling too. 
Deer we could have got almost any day, Caribou signs 
very plenty, but didn't get a chance at any. We only 
hunted nine days. Am going again next year and stay 
longer. If any one wants Ed for the first snow he could 
make arrangements, I think. If one is a pretty good 
shot and can stand hard traveling all day, I'll bet a hat 
he can get a moose in two weeks with Kood tracking 
weather, F. W, K, 
