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thrown among men whose livea were devoted to research 
in the direction of animal Hfe he would have made his 
mark. He was one of "those mute inglorious Miltons" 
who only lacked opportunity. He was dismissed several 
times because he did not attend to his railroad business, 
hut was restored because he was so faithful when the geese 
were not flying over. 
In 1876 I tried to get up an aquarium for the Centennial 
Exposition in Philadelphia, and as Mort had been dis- 
charged for locking up the railroad office for some days 
and going off after the spring flight of geesie to the Mendon 
Ponds, I engaged him to help me. When I threw the 
thing up Mort tried it, but soon found that he was power- 
less and resigned. Drifting off to Michigan in 1878, he 
wrote me that while fishing near Fenton he caught a big- 
mouth black bass which had swallowed a lull-grown sora 
rail and yet took his minnow. 
That same year he was appointed to be the agent of the 
Louisville & Nashville R. R. at Marshall's Ferry, 111., on 
the Wabash River, a point where grain and meats were 
transferred from the river to go South by rail. He wrote 
twice a week, and I published many of his letters at the 
time. His letters were filled with notes on the ducks, 
geese and turkeys, as well as extolling the catalpa worm as 
a bait for black bass and the "grindle" {Amia, calm), also 
known as dogfish, bowfin, etc., as the best table fish in tjie 
river except the black bass. Without knowledge of the 
flavor of the water of the Wabash in White county, 111., it 
is safe to say that if Mort's judgment on the native fish is 
correct they are a job lot, for the "grindle" is said by many 
to be uneatable, and, in my estimation, the black bass is a 
very poor table fish. Yet how can a fellow talk about 
gastronomy when a most lovely woman tells him that she 
"dearly loves cabbage!" It is a shock from which he 
never wholly recovers, and as he writes this there comes 
that old Latin phrase to the effect that tastes are not to be 
disputed. So we record that a man whom I had tried to 
train in epicurean ways calls the "grindle" a good fish, and 
a most charming woman, whom you would never suspect 
of having a gross taste, eats cabbage! Truly de gustibus 
may appear to be "disgustibus," but what are you going to 
do about it? Mort Locke was far from being a model 
business man, or a model in any way, but in "Measure for 
Measure" Mariana remarks: 
"They say, best meu are moulded out of faults." 
When Mort went down on the AVabash he took his son 
Pred M. with him. As a schoolboy Fred would beg to go 
on our fox hunting trips, but would be threatened with 
punishment in varied forms if he stayed away from school. 
Once when there was doubt concerning which side of the 
Mendon Ponds the fox had gone Fred appeared and de- 
cided the case, Mort killed the fox and made no reference 
to the school, and the boy gave me a knowing wink. Yet 
that boy grew up to bean inventor of electrical appliances, 
and is now doing business at Victor, N. Y., while two very 
studious boys that I had under observation in the same 
little village went to the bad. If there is any moral' in all 
this— and none was intended — it is that ahoy is a quantity 
which may develop in a way that may surprise you. After 
he passes his twentieth year he is not apt to do this, but 
before that he is mighty "onsartin." 
Marshall's Ferry, 111., was one of those forlorn places 
where a man could live if he could get enough to eat, but 
Mort had to go to Mount Vernon, some sixty miles away, 
in Jefferson county, for those little things which make life 
endurable. Returning on a freight train, he got off at 
Upton to speak to the engineer while the engine was tak- 
ing water, and in running to the caboose in the rear to 
jump on while the train was in motion he fell and his right 
knee was crushed under the wheels. It took time for 
surgeons to come from Hawthorn and Carmi; his stiength 
was impaired by bleeding, and the shock of amputation 
was too great. Thus the kind and genial companion pre- 
ceded us into the great unknown land. Fred Mathee. 
ATTEAN CAMPS. 
Editor Forest and Stream: 
An ancient healhen philosopher once said^ in illustrating 
the duty of meu to each other, that if one has a lighted lamp 
and another wishes to hght his lamp at the flame, he ought 
to be allowed to do so, if for no other reason because he 
thereby attains something without taking anything from his 
fellow. As the sweet breath of this mild spring morning 
awakened pleasant memories of my last summer's outing, 
this saying occurred to me and has taken the modern form of 
a suggestion that if one knows of a place in the woods where 
the best of fishing and hunting can be had with accommoda- 
tions such, as can rarely be found where there is fishing and 
hunting, he ought to tell it to the readers of the Fokest and 
Stream— it being understood, of course, that those who do 
not read this best of hunting and fishing journals do not de- 
serve to be told. Indeed, I am indebted to the Forest ajsd 
Stream for a knowledge of this place. 
Casting about early last summer to find, if possible, a spot 
in Maine woods where my wife and 1 could enjoy the pleas- 
rn-es of camping out and life in the woods without its dis- 
comforts, I naturally turned toils advertising columns, and 
there among others I found a modest advertisement of "At- 
tean Camps." Writing to the address, J. T. McLaughlin, 
Jackson, Me., I received an answer so definite, intelligent 
and generally satisfactory that we concluded to risk going 
from Pennsylvania to Maine on the chance of this being the 
place we were looking for. 
So on a beautiful morning early in August, just before the 
sun rose, we left a train of the eastern branch of the Cana- 
dian Pacific Ry. at a rustic station on the banks of Attean 
Pond, where we were met by two guides, edch with a canoe, 
ready to paddle us over about a half mile to the camps on 
Birch Island. Whoever has been in a canoe on a forest lake 
on a midsummer morning, when the first rays of the rising 
sun were beginning to touch with crimson the fleecy clouds 
in the blue sky above, can imagine how we enjoyed this pas- 
sage. 
Arriving at the island, we were shown into one of a num- 
ber of log cabins standing on the brow of the ascent from the 
shore. It had one loom, nicely furnished, with comfortable 
beds, and everything neat and clean, in due time we were 
conducted to one of the other cabins, which proved to be the 
dining room, where an excellent breakfast of trout and the 
best of coffee, among other things, awaited us. This was 
our introduction to Attean Camps. We were much surprised 
to find, as part of the arrangements for the entertainment of 
guests, a good piano and several shelve;^ fiUed with books, 
two or three of which were written by the father of the mis- 
treas of the island, who herself is an educated lady who sings 
and plays well, and who is ever ready in the evening to ac- 
company any of the ladies who wish to sing. 
But your readers will want to know about the fishing and 
hunting. Both are excellent. Unfortunately my vacation 
came too late for the spring fishing, which of course is the 
best, and too early for the hunting season. But the fishing 
-was good during the summer, and trout in quantities to 
satisfy any reasonable votary of the rod could be caught at 
any time. One of the guests, a gentleman from Boston^ 
took in little more than an hour fourteen trout, whose com- 
bined weight was over 231bs., and during £^11 our stay the 
table was supplied with them. 
The deer hunting is also of the best in its season. As I 
have said, I was compelled to leave before this began. But 
I had ample evidence that deer are very plentiful. It was a 
common occurrence to see them on the shore of the pond 
opposite the camps, and it was one of the diversions of the 
ladies to watch and admire their graceful movements. The 
numerous stretches of sandy beach were trodden over in the 
morning as if a flock of sheep had been there during the 
night. There can be no doubt that any hunter could easily 
get his quota of deer in a short time. 
Although we missed the best of the fishing and the hunt- 
ing, we enjoyed ourselves thoroughly and remained much 
longer than we intended, and were sorry: to leave. We en- 
joyed the rest and quiet, the fresh and bracing air, the de- 
lightful canoeing trips on the ponds and streams, and the 
sound, refreshing sleep which comes after a day spent in the 
forest or on the lakes. We were living in the woods with 
the comforts of home. This is what makes Attean Camps 
especially eligible for sportsmen who wish to take their wives 
and daughters with them. 
Perhaps I ought to add that Attean Pond is about five 
miles long and from one to three miles wide, contains a num- 
ber of islands, and is one of several ponds into and out of 
which Moose River flows. This stream rises among the 
mountains, and by a devious course through the ponds re- 
ferred to makes its way finally into Moosehead Lake nearly 
opposite Mt. Kineo and the hotel of that name. This affords 
opportunity for a great variety of excursions by canoe. Good 
guides can always be had at Attean Camps, and a large ex- 
tent of the river is within the boundaries of the reserve 
belonging to these camps. A comfortable log cabin, fur- 
nished and provisioned, and situated on a bluif overlooking 
the river, in a grove of tall Norway pines, about fifteen miles 
up the river from the camps, is a pleasant place, where guests 
may stay over night on an excursion or where they may spend 
several days, if so minded, near good fishing. 
I believe that whoever visits Attean Camps will thank me 
for making the place known to them. J. W. S. 
KLAMATH LAKE. 
Jacksost CotTKTY, Oiegon.— Editor Forest and Stream: 
Perhaps a description of this wonderfully beautiful lake and 
its surroundings will not be unappreciated by the disciples 
of the gun and rod. By reference to a map of Oregon you 
will see that the lake lies on the southern border and a little 
to the west of the center of the great State of Oregon and at 
the eastern base of the Cascade range of mountains. It may 
be said to be the great source of the Klamath River, from 
which lake it flows and tuml)les south and west, cutting the 
Cascade range at right angles some twenty miles below the 
outlet of the lake. In its tortuous and precipitous course of 
some 800 miles it falls about 3,000ft., emptying into the Pa- 
cific Ocean at Crescent City, nea ly on the boundary line 
between Oregon and California. Speaking advisedly, the 
river is literally packed with trout from its mouth to its foun- 
tain head. The beautiful lake is thirty-five miles long by 
about eighteen broad. At places the depth is immense; the 
shores are very irregular, adding greatly to its beauty, while 
at intervals of several miles (and more particularly on the 
west side— the greatest length of this lake is north and soiith) 
estuaries or tongues, from 80 to 100ft. wide and from 10 to 
20ft. deep, reach back from the shore inland from one-half 
to two miles, and all the way of a uniform width and depth. 
Always at the heads of these are mammoth boiling springe of 
the purest water, and so cold as to be but 8 above freezing, 
nor do they vary in their temperature 1° summer or winter. 
As a result these estuaries never freeze over even in the cold- 
est weather; so that during the winter months, when the 
lake puts on her icy robes, the estuaries are actually packed 
with dueks of many kinds, which abound here at all seasons 
of the year and from which you can take your pick as yon 
need them. This is not hunting— all you have to do is to 
shoot them. The waters of this lake abound with lake trout 
weighing from 41bs. to 16ibs. These fish can be taken with 
trolling lines as fast as the most sanguine sportsman could 
desire. I know of no better fishing from ocean to ocean, and 
experience gives my judgment weight. 
Mallard ducks hatch their young in the marshes around 
this lake, and to estimate their number would be as unrea- 
sonable as to estimate the number of mosquitoes to the acre 
in the swamp bogs of New England, From Aug. 1 to cold 
weather the number that invites the sportsman is incal- 
culable. 
If at any time you get tired of this small game and have 
the nerve for larger, you can go back from the lake, west, 
up and up for twenty miles, to where winter holds uninter- 
rupted sway eleven months of the year, and the twelfth is 
not without its drifts of snow, ever and ever shining in daz- 
zUng whiteness, as the sun looks upon them from his august 
throne out of an almost cloudless sky, up to where the ice 
and snow clasp forever in their cold embrace the summit of 
Mount Pit. But take care how you go; leave your shotgun 
by the lake with your fishing tackle, and take your rifle 
(.38 to .45 will do). Now, with nerve and some experience, 
you can bag most any game indigenous to this section, from 
a wildcat to a cinnamon bear; but deer and bears are all you 
need to hunt. Nor is it always desirable or necessary to 
hunt the beai-; he will probably find you; and if not, and 
you are an amateur, it is just as well. But it is necessary 
that you have a good rifle and know how to use it upon the 
shortest possible notice. 
The west side of the lake is the sportsmen's and tourists' 
"retreat." This is now included in the Crater Lake Forest 
Reserve There are but a few settlers and far between. 
They took their claims before this was set apart as a forest 
restrve, and consequently hold their rights amid this glorious 
solitude 
Although this Jake, with its marvelous sporting capacities 
and health inviting atmosphere, has been known by a few 
for many years, it has only within the last two or three years 
come to the knowledge and notice of the outside world, and 
as yet is as unknown to the people of Oregon, except a few, 
as are the pampas of Russia or the desert of Sahara. But 
this is past. Last season it was visited for the first time by 
many tourists and sportsmen. They will come again, bring- 
ing others with them, and in a few years we predict this will 
be the watering place of this coast. A pradical route to the 
lake has been opened from Ashland, a distance of about 
fifty miles, over mountains, through primeval forest, by lakes 
and streams, as grand as the Great Architect of nature could 
construct^ and beholding it for the first time you invariably 
exclaim; "The one-half was never told." 
Iba Wakefield, 
Tarpon on the Florida East Coast. 
I tniNK that it is now a fairly established fact that there 
is excellent tarpon fishing on the East Coast of Florida; and 
this has been proved in the last week to my entire satis- 
faction. • 
It has for the last few years been said that they Would not 
bite on the East Coast, and that unless shrimp could be ob- 
tained there would be no fish caught. 
The following is the list of the seven days' fishing that I 
know of having been done at Miami, Florida: 
1. One boat, five hours, two strikes.— One fish, caught by 
Mr. Cauldwell in two hours and forty minutes, using a 15- 
threarl line; fish was a female and weighed 1411b8. 
2. One boat, six hours, seven strikes. — No fish. 
3. One boat, three hours, one strike. — No fish. 
4. One boat, four hours, seven strikes. — No fish. 
5. One boat, six hours, four strikes.— No fish; one on for 
fifteen minutes. 
6. One boat, six hours, three strikes,— One fish on ten 
minutes. 
7. Two boats, five hours, three strikes,— Two fish Caught, 
one of them a 90-pounder, by Mr. T. A. Havemeyer, of New 
York, in two hours and five minutes. This was a very game 
fish and fought from the word go. The other was a female 
of 1761bs. that I killed in twenty-five minutes. He was a 
very "logy" fellow and only made six leaps. I had a great 
piece of luck in getting this fish, as he made a run the first 
thing from my boat to the sloop, which I had sailed up in, 
and got foul of the anchor rope. He had enough play for 
the line to slip a little, and finding that I could not get clear 
I reeled off about 50yds. of line from my second rod and 
made a "flying switch," and transferred to the other rod. 
Tugging and straining at the fine when caught, with only a 
little give, had so tired him out that I brought him to the 
boat in less than five minutes. I repeated this performance 
four times, as I had not a gaff, and then brought him up 
light to the boat on his side, when my boatman (S^m Rob- 
erts, from the West Coast) drove an old harpoon that happened 
to be in the boat into him and we pulled him ashore. He 
hardly struggled when the harpoon hit him. 
Roberts, who has been tarpon fishing on the East Coast for 
the past five years, says that there Is much better fishing 
here than on the West Coast. Both he and I are looking for 
the man that stole our gaff while we were out of the boat, 
and if we find him will "gaff" him. I inclose you a scale 
and a photo of the fish. Edwaed A. Watson. 
Virginia. 
The Massachusetts Association. 
BosT03sr, Mass., March 2^.— Editor Forest and Stream: 
Secretary Kimball, of the Massachusetts Pish and Game 
Protective Association, has issued a neat fittle booklet giv- 
ing a list of the officers, committees, and active, honorary 
and life members of the Association, by which it appears 
that there are upwards of 250 names upon the roll. Of 
course, in all associations like this there are many who lose 
their interest after a few years and allow themselves to fall 
in arrears in regard to dues; these have been dropped, and 
it may safely be said that the list now represents only those 
who are devoted to the objects of the Association, and pro- 
pose to do their share toward carrying on the worii it has so 
successfully prosecuted for twenty-five years. 
The committees for the current year, as appointed by Presi- 
dent Rockwell, are as follows: On legislation: President 
Rockwell, Benj. C. Clark, Dr. Heber Bishop, Edward J. 
Brown, Dr. John T. Stetson, Loring Crocker, Robert S. 
Gray, George W. Wiggin, J. Russell Reed; on enforcement 
of laws relating to fish : William B. Smart, Charles G. Gibson, 
Rollin Jones, Edward E. Small; on enforcement of laws re- 
lating to game: Arthur W. Robinson, Loring Crocker, 
Charles A. Allen, Warren Hapgood; on publication: Secre- 
tary H. H. Kimball, Dr. W. G. Kendall. Geo. O. Sears, Dr. 
E W. Branigan; on finance: Charles Stewart, Sidney Chase, 
W. C. Prescott, Charles G. Gibson; on entertainments and 
meetings: C. J. H, Woodbury, Geo, W. Wiggin, William 
Almy, Thomas H. Hall, William B. Smart, Dr. Heber 
Bishop; counsel: George W. Wiggin, J. Russell Reed. 
In past years considerable good work has been done by the 
committees on the enforcement of the fish and game laws in 
consequence of information furnished those committees by 
parties cognizant of the violations of those laws, and they 
would be glad to be informed in the future, as in the past, of 
such violutions. To be effective these complaints should be 
accompanied by names of parties willing to give evidence 
against violators of the law; dates, names and facts are what 
the committees desire, and when these are furnished they will 
be used in the manner best calculated to bring substantia 
results. The address of Mr, Robinson, chairman of the game 
law committee, is No. 4 Post Office square. My address is 
No. 11 AUston street, Dorchester. William B, Smart. 
Game and Fish on the Biltmore Estate. 
AsHEViLLE, N. C, March 27. — Thirty thousand rainbow 
trout fry were placed this week in the streams which run 
through the Biltmore Estate, George W. Vanderbilt's 100,000 
acre tract, which lies to the southward of this city. They 
were brought from the Virginia State hatcheries at Wythe- 
ville, about 80 per cent, surviving the hardships of the jour- 
ney, Several fine trout streams have their sources nn or 
near Mount Pisgah, which has an elevation of nearly 6,000ft. 
above sea level, and is a part of Mr. Vanderbilt's extensive 
holdings, though not as yet connected with the main tract on 
which the manor stands. Bears, deer, raccoons and wild- 
cats are said to infest these lofty solitudes, and turkeys, 
grouse, quail, rabbits and squirrels are abundant. Efforts 
are being made to raise a few broods of English pheasants, 
which will be turned loose to multiply and replenish the 
earth, or at least that not inconsiderable portion of ii owned 
or coutrolled by the young millionaire, whose friends are to 
be envied for the sporting privileges which the future has in 
store for them. J. L. K. 
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