Forest and Stream. 
A Weekly Journal of the Rod and Gun. 
Terms, $4 a "SeAB- 10 Csg. a CofS-. 
Srs. Months, $2. 
NEW YORK, SATURDAY, APRIL 17, 1897. 
VOL. XLVm.— No. 16. 
No. 846 Bkoadwat, New York J 
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There is an art^ little known an4 pf aeticecJ^ that 
invariably succeeds in outflanking most wild ani^ 
Hials ; an art simple in conception and execution^ 
but requiring: patience; a species^ so to speak^ of 
Hgfh art in forestry — the art of sitting on a logf. 
Nessmuk. 
too. The little trout in the far-away brook has cast Ms 
spell over them. The fever spreads. 
It is a healthy malady. Man's mind is diverted from 
the exactions of business. The fever takes him out among 
nature's best of the wholesome and the beautiful, where 
there is fresh air, fragrance and pure sunlight; where there 
is quiet and peace and health. The impulses of the spring- 
time, to fly to the woods and fields and brooks, are those 
which bring him needed rest, a recuperated being and a 
longer life. 
THE SPELL OF THE SPBTNaTlME. 
As THE sun in its springtime orbit gathers strength and 
infuses its magic warmth everywhere, the annual miracle 
of the revivification of animal and vegetable life begins. 
The ice-bound waters, snow-clad landscape, leaden sky 
and frosty winds are forced to give place to waters aglow 
with the light and warmth of the sun; to fields and slopes 
and woodlands dressed in vivxd green, refreshing and 
pleasing to eyes and mind; to breezes balmy, gentle 
and laden with the fragrance of herbs and flowers; and 
arched over all a deep blue sky, patched with a few fleecy, 
lazy clouds. The transformation from the cold and sere 
and dismal season of dearth to the bright and cheerful 
season of renewing plenty is a period during which all 
nature rejoices. Hardy flowers burst forth to welcome the 
first spring warmth of the sun, bravely risking the strag- 
gling flurries of departing winter. The unfolding of vege- 
table life follows in quick succession. The buds gradually 
open, flowers of rare beauty bloom and gladden the scene; 
the trees blossom and a new fragrance pervades the air. 
There is brightness with beauty everywhere to please 
the eye. The ear is delighted with the hum of bees and 
the melodies of long-absent song birds. Sheep frisk in the 
meadows, the horses race about madly, and the cattle es- 
say a few heavy capers; yet all are merely giving expres- 
sion to a gladness which comes from the stimulus of the 
springtime. All nature is warmth and color and melody. 
Man feels it to a more exalted degree than any other 
animal. The enchanting spell of the season infuses a new 
buoyancy into his being. He is most susceptible to the 
impress of nature in her kindest mood and her most beau- 
tiful adornment. Though he enjoys the charm of the pres- 
ent in itself, he enjoys it the more in contrast with the 
cold, bleak and dormant season which preceded it. 
It has more than this. It has its witcheries. The open 
waters, with their incessant glintings in the sheen of light, 
and with ducks resting or feeding in the favored nooks, 
arouse the instinct of the duck shooter. The impulse of the 
gunner is upon him. He thinks of the sport over decoys, 
of sport in a blind, of sport in a pass, of the dusky phan- 
.tom speeding down the wind which he, with a quick shot, 
Bent plowing and splashing into the water; or of the high- 
flying mallard he so deftly tumbled out of the sky, to the 
surprise of his companions; or of the ducks which he de- 
coyed by skillful calling, though they were suspicious of 
being on dangerous ground. And thinking of all this, he 
is indeed a better sportsman if he will refrain from spring 
shooting, because he thereby contributes to the general 
good. By refraining he denies himself a pleasure that 
others may have pleasure, and that he may not pawn his 
own shooting of the future for the momentary gratification 
of shooting in the present. 
But the waters have other treasures. In the cold, swift 
streams the trout, shy, cunning and fastidious, is a worthy 
prize of the most delicate skill. A miniature demon of a 
beautiful fish — aggressive, swift of action, predatory and a 
fighter by nature — he casts a spell over man which reaches 
from the brooks to the very centers of the towns and 
cities. The trout fisher prowls about from store to store, 
inspecting new colors and forms and materials of flies. 
He holds long and grave conversations on rods and reels. 
He overhauls his fishing paraphernalia, and although he 
piay not go fishing, he engages in all that appertains to it 
as earnestly as if it was foreordained that he should go. 
The witchery of the brooks is upon him. The fever of the 
season has infected him. He meets a friend, who, pressed 
by business cares, has forgotten all about the season. A 
word or two, aud m a mouieiit friwd \m tUe f|Yer 
CAPTAIN ANDERSON AND THE PARK. 
Among the War Department orders issued last week was 
one which will be read with regret by all who have fol- 
lowed the history of the Yellowstone National Park in 
recent years. Captain George S. Anderson has been re- 
lieved from duty in the Yellowstone Park and ordered to 
Fort Robinson, Nebraska. His place will be taken by 
Lieutenant-Colonel S. M. B. Young, who has been in charge 
of the Yosemite Park. 
It is now a little more than six years since Captain An- 
derson took charge of the National Park, and in that time 
he has done for it more than any other superintendent has 
ever accomplished. Within this time great changes affect- 
ing the reservation have taken place. When he assumed 
command a very large proportion of the residents of the 
adjacent territory were bitterly opposed to the protection 
of the Park. They regarded such protection as an infringe- 
ment on their rights, and no language was strong enough 
to express their hatred of the superintendent and their 
opposition to his work. All this never moved Captain 
Anderson. Cajolery, abuse, threats, were alike wasted on 
him and left him steadfast. Like an oft-quoted American 
hero, when he was sure he was right he went ahead and 
nothing turned him aside. To-day the great majority of 
the residents near the Park desire to see it protected, and 
applaud the superintendent's efforts. When Captain An- 
derson went there, no law existed for the punishment of 
offenses, and all his efforts to put down evildoing appeared 
to be ineffectual; they seemed to be blows wasted on the 
empty air. But time passed, and in 1894 Congress enacted 
a law. 
While Captain Anderson was not the first superintendent 
to insist on respect for and obedience to the regulations 
established by the Secretary of the Interior for thegovernr 
ment of the Park, he was the first to devise effective 
methods of stopping minor offenses. For example, it has 
been the practice time out of mind for vain and silly peo- 
ple to inscribe their unimportant names in public places. 
The smooth white stone of the geyser cones offers a tempt- 
ing surface for the lead pencils of such scribblers, and the 
snowy geyserite used to be liberally adorned with their 
names. Expulsion from the Park had usually been the 
penalty for the commission of such follies when detected; 
yet this seemed a punishment too severe, and one that 
conveyed no object lesson to others. Persons guilty of 
writing their names on the geysers and on geyser pebbles 
never seemed to realize that by doing this they were leav- 
ing a trail that was easily followed, since they were also 
writing their names each day in the hotel registers of the 
Park. Captain Anderson obliged any one detected in de- 
facing the geysers in this maimer to return to the spot 
where he had proclaimed himself an offender, and there 
with scrubbing brush and soap to wash out the name- 
This method of punishment not only afforded unbounded 
delight to the other tourists, but had a most wholesome 
effect on such persons as wished to see their own names 
on the formations. Captain Anderson, on more than one 
occasion, sent a man back thirty miles over the road to 
scrub out his name. 
The subject of protecting the pine forests of the National 
Park against fire early engaged Captain Anderson's atten- 
tion. His previous experience in the West was of great 
value to him here, although many dangers threaten the 
forests of the Park to which those of most of the Rocky 
Mountains are not exposed. The great number of campers 
here, and the fact that a large proportion of these are wholly 
ignorant of the dangers of fire or of the ease with which 
it may be started, make the problem of forest protection 
in the Park one of great diflaculty. Notwithstanding this 
diflaculty, and notwithstanding several years of excep- 
tional drought, during which the danger of fire is many 
times multiplied, we believe that during the six years of 
Captain Anderson's rule in the Park there has been only 
one very destructive fire. 
The wuu^erous arrest^; of |)oacher8 in the Par^ testify to 
Captain Anderson's vigilance as a game jprotector. If the 
poachers were set free again and the destruction of game 
continued, and the poachers were rearrested and again set 
free, this was only because Congress year after year refused 
to enact a law by which violators of the regulations could 
be punished. 
When Captain Anderson took charge, the way had in some 
measure been paved for his administration by the previous 
military superintendents. Major Harris and Captain Bou- 
telle; yet, after all, only a beginning had been made. What 
was needed there then was a strong man, cool, firm and 
clear-headed, accustomed to dealing with men, devoted to 
his duty, and with a keen enthusiasm for his work. These 
requisites were combined in Captain Anderson, whose six 
years' management of this beautiful region have inefface- 
ably impressed themselves on it. Those interested in the 
National Park owe Captain Anderson a debt that they can- 
not pay. 
It is gratifying to see that the Government at Washing- 
ton has appreciated Captain Anderson's peculiar fitness for 
the position he has held, and has recognized the value of 
his services by prolonging big superintendency much 
beyond that of any one who has previously held the place. 
It is a matter of regret that he could not' have been contin- 
ued in this position indefinitely. 
DEATH OF PROF. COPE. 
Prop. Edw. Deinker Cope, Ph.D., of Philadelphia, well 
known as a paleontologist and anatomist, died an Monday 
last at his home in Philadelphia. Prof. Cope was a Phila- 
delphian of pure Quaker stock, born in that city in 1840. 
He was educated there and in Europe, and in 1866 be- 
came professor of natural science at Haverford College. It 
was about that time that he began the investigation of 
vertebrate fossil forms, which he continued imtil his 
death, and which resulted in the discovery of a vast num- 
ber of new forms of the very highest interest. His earlier 
investigations were in the cretaceous green sand of New 
Jersey, but subsequently he studied the air-breathing 
vertebrates of the coal deposits of Ohio; and later, in 1870, 
made excursions into the West, where he served for some 
years in connection with the Hayden Geological Survey, 
the Wheeler Survey, and the United States Geological 
Survey. He was a man of abounding energy and of great 
ability. The ground covered by his scientific studies is 
extremely broad, and his papers and volumes are said to 
number over 350 separate titles. Two years ago Prof. 
Cope completed his revision of the BatracMa for the 
Smithsonian Institution, and his latest important work, 
just completed, was a volume on the Reptilia. 
THE LOST MAN OF LABRADOR. 
Dr. Eobt. T. Morris sends us the report made to him 
by a Newfoundland correspondent who undertook to gather 
the particulars of the appearance and wanderings of the 
mysterious lost man of Labrador, about whom Dr. Morris 
had written in these columns. As we have said before, 
the theory that this individual was the "Lost Man" of the 
New Brunswick wilderness, of whom Mr. Frederic Irland 
and others wrote, was disproved by a discrepancy of dates. 
The story which we print to-day is one of most extra- 
ordinary hardship and endurance, and affords an instruc- 
tive demonstration of what the human animal is physic- 
ally capable of undergoing when once he sets out to brave 
the elements. We know of nothing that can compare 
with this narrative except the description of Mary Shel- 
ley's Frankenstein wandering over the ice fields; but 
Frankenstein was inhuman, a monster of fiction; this 
Labrador wanderer was an actual man. 
WRITE TO TOUR SENAIOR. 
We print in another column a statement of the effort 
now making in Washington to secure a law under which 
the National Capital shall no longer serve as a dumping 
ground for game out of season. 
It is a standing disgrace that Washington, the seat of 
government, should hold open its markets for game killed 
in other States and shipped to it when State laws forbid its 
sale elsewhere. We have a right to expect and to demand 
that this encouragement by the Government to game de- 
struction in the individual States shall cease; and it should 
cease now. 
Read the communication on page 309, and write now to 
your Senator asking for the enactment of Mr. Proctor'g 
measure, Senate Bill 1488, 
