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. fer^Ht from his fellow who lives on a farm? One is as 
!]good as. -the other, and they ought to respect each other 
"'"and each other's rights and pTefCrences, all subject to 
the law. The fanners have a right to make these leagues. 
■ The "town hunters" have a right to break into them by 
so strong a showing etf a sense of justice and courtesy 
;, that the farmers shall feel themselves helpless to resist a 
.reasonable request. And every closed farm, every closed 
■■' State, is a game hatchery. E. Hough. 
1206 BoYCE Buii-DiNG, Chicago. 
Close of the Maine Season. 
Boston, Jan. 3, 1898.— The last week of the Maine big 
game season was a poor one for the hunters, A little 
snow in most sections, and this frozen to a crust, made 
hunting extremely diflicult. J. H. Jones tried the deer 
a few miles out from Buckfield last week, but they could 
not be reached. Mr. Jones has not yet got over a shock 
to his nerves, received from the nearness he came to a 
terrible accident. His brother carried a new rifle, with 
"expansive bullet." This they resolved to try on a target, 
- as they came up the railroad track from a hunting trip. 
A log with a white spot on it showed well from the track 
a number of rods ahead. This Mr. Jones took good aim 
at and pulled the trigger. Some fault in pumping in the 
shell caused the weapon to miss fire. While he was fix- 
ing the trouble, preparatory to trying again, a Canadian- 
■■ Frenchman got up from behind the log. He had stopped 
to light his pipe out of the wind. Had the rifle done its 
work the terrible "expansive bullet" would have nearly 
torn him in pieces. No more shooting at targets for 
Mr, Jones till he is sure of what there is behind them. 
Mr. J. Humphreys and Mr. S. T. Morton came back 
to Boston Saturday from a week's hunting in Aroostook 
county. They brought no deer, but considerable expe- 
rience witli cold weather and attempting to approach big 
=■ game over a crashing crust. A special from Bangor sug- 
gests that for the entire season about 7,500 deer have been 
• killed in the State, with 250 moose and 100 caribou. Of 
this game two-thirds have been transported by rail, of 
which thejre is a fast time record. The other third is 
estimated^ and doubtless the estimate is too low. 
The record of game transported over the Bangor & ., 
Aroostook for the entire season, with the exception of 
the last day, is as follows: 
>;.K'- Oct. Nov. Dec. Total. 
•JPeer , 1,246 1,023 371 2,640 
"'■'Moose 55 37 10 102 
X-^ -Caribou 20 24 9 53 
Fpllciwing are the figures showing the kill in previous 
years- 
.Si Deer. Moose. Caribou. 
1894 1,001 45 50 
1895 1,581 112 130 
1896 2,245 133 130 
By the above figures it will be seen that the increase 
in deer killed is most remarkable, and the increase has 
been as great all over the State as in Aroostook county. 
Moose and caribou have both fallen oft" in numbers taken. 
Commissidner Carleton is reported as saying that it is 
only a question of a very short time when the moose and 
caribou will all have disappeared from the hunting 
grounds of Maine, and his views are altogether prob- 
able. Special. 
Game as a Source of Revenue* 
CuKRitucK Sound, N. C— Editor Forest and Stream: 
An article from the pen of Mr. Charles Hallock, of whose 
acquaintance we are proud, in your issiie of Dec. ii, has 
caused us to do a little figuring on game as a source of 
revenue. On the banks of Currituck Sound, both sides 
of it, from the Virginia line to the Dare County, N. C, 
line, live about 700 men who live by hunting five months 
m the year, from Nov. i to March 31. In fact, they are 
• generally very poor people, and have no other means of 
support save the growing of a little Indian corn for 
bread, and to feed pigs, from which their meat is ob- 
tained. Two hundred of these men use batteries, or 
sink-boxes two men to the box, and kill on an average 
$500 worth of game to the battery, or a total of $50,000; 
while the other 500 shoot from bush-blinds and Roints, 
and kill on an average $200 worth to the hunter, or 
, $100,000. This is an income of $150,000 to the eastern 
• .side of this county during half the year, that could in no 
other way I know of earn $10,000. 
Mr. Hallock speaks of protecting deer and bear near 
.New Berne, which is a "veritable Eden" for that game 
and many other kinds. His plan of buying Bog Banks for 
a preserve is a capital one, and I trust will be done 
speedily. The old Gallop place, just north of Nag's 
Head, was purchased about three years ago by a gentle- 
man from Newark, N. J., and to-day is alive with deer, 
simply because they are protected. I am not paid to 
boom lands near New Berne, N. C, or any other sec- 
tion, but there is no country in America so well adapted 
for preserves of this kind as eastern North Carolina, 
from the Virginia line to and just below New Berne. 
Mr. Hallock is perfectly right about protection, too. 
There should be a short season, though, when the game 
might be sold. When God created Adam and placed 
him in the Garden of Eden He did not fill his pockets 
full of money, but, according to a sermon by John Jasper, 
of Richmond, Va., after he had sinned threw him over 
the fence and told him to go and work for a living. Give, 
the people of this section two months — December and, 
January, or November and December — when they may 
go work for a living. Currituck. 
Long-Range Rifles in the Woods. 
Irving, Dec. 27. — Editor Forest and Stream: I have 
looked in vain in the columns of our dear old paper for 
some note of warning from some able pen regarding the 
use in the woods of the small-caliber rifles, i. e., the .30-30 
Government, or any of the heavily charged nitro, steel- 
jacket bullets. While well adapted for the purpose in- 
tended—that is, for defense in war, or possibly on such 
ground as Mr. Hough describes in his article on goat 
hunting, or on the great plains of the West— for use in 
the woods of Michigan or any other State where hun- 
dreds of hunters go during the open season for deer, I 
claim they are a dangerous arm. They have a range 
of 2,oooyds,, or a killing force at almost two miles, and 
are too often in the hands of men new to the woods, 
with little or no knowledge of the art of properly shoot- 
ing large game. 
Again, few know how easy it is for the steel-capped 
bullet to deflect from its true course, if touching some 
twig or limb or rock or the ground. During the first 
nine days of the open season for deer in the upper part 
of Michigan there were nine men shot, some mistaken 
for deer, but others killed by these long-range small 
bullets. Nine men in the first nine days killed — a man 
a day. I have also knowledge of others killed or 
wounded during the rest of the open season, and all in 
the Upper Peninsula. Now, it is bad enough to have a 
lot of fools in the woods who will shoot at any object 
their excited minds conceive to be fur or feather* but 
when you arm them with the modern rifle, designed at 
first only for modern war, it is almost suicide to venture 
into the Avilds of nature when the law is off on our large 
game. . . 
For niy part I could never coiiceiye the use of a more 
killing gun for deer than the .38-55, .40-60, .44-40 or 
.45-60. Individually I think the .40-60 about right. But 
I have killed more deer with the now laughed at .44-40. 
This year I had a friend Avho took with him a .44-40 and 
got all the law allowed him — ^two deer with three shots — 
and got out for home again, staying only four days. He 
fully intended hunting small game, but fear of life and 
limb caused him to get. 
At what distance, pray, does the average would-be 
deer-slayer imagine deer are killed? From the kind of 
gun the majority carry, I should guess something like 
a mile. As the law now stands, killing in the lakes is 
forbidden. There are no large plains to hunt over. What 
then does a man want of a gun like the .23 or .30cal., 
where the trees, scrubs, etc., limit the good shooting to 
20oyds. and under? Is it because he thinks he is surer 
of a kill with a small caliber? I am sure one does not 
require a more deadly arm than the .38-55 or .40-60 for 
such game as is found in Michigan or ^Wiscpiisin.*' Then 
why cause bloodshed and death by Using guiis' intended 
for another . purpose? I say, keep the' 8 and lO-penny 
nail-drivers out' of ' the woods. 
Brian THE-STiLij-HtjNTER. 
Dec. 11. 
[This subject was discussed at some length in oxtr 
columns in the autumn of 1896; it appears to chayev been 
given some thought by the Man in the ^fodk'" Tower, 
who wrote of it in his column of Dec. f i.]' 
In the Month of December, 
Opecancanough, the last great chief of the Taskinas, 
has bidden his blood brothers to hunt and feast with him 
in the month of the ripened maize at his lodge on the 
banks of the mighty York River in old Virginia. Last; 
of a now withered tribe, he had brought together Pocop- 
otank from the fertile region now called Charlotte county, 
deep versed in forest lore and weighty among the sages; 
Pamunkey, of the tribe which to this day pays yearly 
tribute to the Commonwealth of Virginia, known on 
the trail as He-who-shoots-deer-on-the-jump, and an 
Algonquin from Massachusetts Bay who' had camped 
many nights with OpecanCanough. These were old 
friends, and although the red men were gifted with the 
taciturnity of their race all had that rare communion of 
mind which conveys thought almost without the medium 
of speech. 
The lodge was one which Opecancanough had built, 
with toil and patience, in which to pass the remaining 
days of his declining years, planted on a bluff from 
which the eye could see from the confluence of the Pa- 
munkey and Matapony rivers down stream to what is 
now Yorktown. Here, deserted by his squaws, and with 
one faithful follower, the old chief sat him dowii in peace 
to wait the end. " . 
The woods were filled with deer, the shore was lined 
with plump and tempting black duck, with here and there 
a canvasback, most delicious of his tribe, the gobble of 
the wild turkey echoed through the trees, and althoiigh 
the quail and partridge were not plenty there lingered 
hidden beneath the mud at the river's brink the most del- 
icate and succulent morsel of all, the famed York River 
oyster, juicy and invigorating. Think then if, with the 
'prospective feasting and sport as well thus ofi^ered them, 
the guests delayed their coming. 
A frail bark was drawn up on the bank in which under 
the guidance of Algonquin they skimmed the mirror-like 
surface of the water or sped like the gull before the gale. 
Long, tiring mornings passed in the chase, followed by 
nights of feasting to repletion, and smoking together the 
spirit soothing Indian weed to repay the enforced ab- 
stemiousness of the day, varied occasionally by shivering 
for hours in a grassy blind to wait the whirring duck, 
made up of the tale of the week's pleasure. And so they 
separated, each man stronger and sounder in body and 
mind, the one to seek the bleak Northern coast, the 
others to regain their quiet and sequestered wigwams, 
there to regale their wondering squaws and pappooses 
with imaginative tales of their mighty feats on the banks 
of the York. The Algonquin. 
Currituck Game*] 
Water Lily, N. C, Dec. 29. — Editor Forest and 
Stream: Old Boreas came howling out from the right 
point of the compass yesterday and the shooting was fine. 
Large bags of ruddy ducks, redheads and canvasbacks 
were made. We haye just learned that the old Currituck 
Club members have Jiad the finest sport this season they 
have had for many years. The Swan Island people too 
have had good sport. There are more canvasbacks in 
Currituck Sound to-day than we have seen for ten years 
at any one time. Quail are also abundant. The natives 
at Currituck are very anxious about the agitation all over 
the country to stop the sale of game. I can hardly see 
what would become of them. 
Large-mouth black bass are not so plentiful here this 
season on account of the salt water in the Sound, but 
still there are sometimes as many as io,ooolbs. taken in a 
day. 
Our game laws are well kept this season, with few ex- 
ceptions, and Squire A> B. Midgett hasn't business 
enough to keep him at home. He shot with hie yesterday 
and killed forty ruddy dticks, redheads and other kinds, 
bringing them down right and left with unerring aim. 
We hear that the Albemarle and Pamlico sounds are 
literally filled with ducks, but the water is too broad and 
deep, and they are safe. Cur'Rituck. 
Adam and his Musfcet* 
Editor Forest and Stream: 
In the la,st issue of Forest and Stream "The i Man in 
the Clock Tower" mentions the picture of Adam shooting 
ducks with a musket in the Garden of Eden, credits the 
illustration to an old Dutch Bible, and asks to be put on 
the track of the pictures. While regretting that I cannot 
supply the desired information, I do not doubt the ex- 
istence of such an illustration, and can tell of another 
fully as curious. 
Two years ago in Catskill Village there was taken 
down an old stone house, built for Madame Jane' Dies, 
in 1763, and commonly called the Old Stone Jug, the fine 
old building having at one period of its existence been 
used as the village jail. The fireplaces in the drawing 
room of the Jug were bordered by tile made in Holland, 
and decorated with Scriptural scenes. One of these 
ancient tiles represents the raising of Lazarus, who 
comes from his tomb with a Dutch flag over his shoul- 
der. This tile is still in Catskill. There is in one of the 
European galleries a Dutch painting of the crucifixion, 
showing a Dutch landscape, with windmills in back- 
ground. The figures are dressed in Dutch clothing of 
the artist's period. These old Dutch painters were in 
the habit of representing life as th.ey knew it, and meant 
no irreverence. A. C. Stott. 
Camp of the *'Lone Kingfisher/' 
Little Presque Isle River, Michigan. 
Brer Doc: 
'* In answer to your request for an accouht of ray 
"troutin' trip" last summer to the little PresqUe Isle 
River, I will try and sci-ape together, from memory, a 
few of the happenings and episodes thereunto appertain- 
ing, and put them in some sort of shape for you, just to 
ease the yearnin' that is no doubt keeping you from 
enjoying your proper and necessary rest o' nights, and 
your good wife in a state of perturbation regarding the 
"equilibrium" of your mind— as Dick Mc^ would 
say. 
It is hardly necessary to remind you of our ride in 
Ormes's wagon from the main camp of the Kingfishers 
on Presque Isle Lake, over that road in to Marenisco — 
you and I and old Temp, you and Temp on your way 
home and I to the promised land o' trout, four miles 
west of the station, where I expected to stay a week in 
the woods alone. ' ' • 
When I got on the 12:19 P- M. train with iny cattip- 
ing outfit, leaving you and Temp standing on the /plat- 
form waiting for the train that would start you the other 
way to home and work, I felt that I had the best end of 
the bargain, for a week in the woods, along a trout 
stream, even by one's self, is worth just the fifty-one 
other weeks of the year, with no woods or streams or 
lakes in sight to make you forget the cares and worries 
of life. 
I noted the wistful expression that came into your 
eyes, and old Temp's, and felt sorry for you and wished 
that both of you had another week at your disposal-, so 
you could go along and share my camp and help Itrie eat 
trout. But I "compromised" witli my dfsai)poihtm«nt, 
as I have with many others, and fell to i^^culatitig on 
how the stream would look, picturing' 'tb/ffl'iseKj a' ^uiet 
pool here and there along its winding' 'cb'iifSfe*''J?\>riere 
lurked, mayhap, a wary old trout, and wondef||i^'the 
whi.le if the camping place near the railro&d tWPl had 
been told of would prove as good as repreSldnfe'd.'".^ 
Conductor Wall (may his shadow nevtt '^-o^^4iss) 
stopped the train and let me oft' with my oii'tfit flm at 
the beginning of a "cut," a matter of looyds, beyditfd'''the 
trestle bridge that crosses the narrow strearn, and' thfere, 
at the top of the bank, was a camp of "three gentlemen 
from Chicago," as I learned shortly after, with our friend 
John McLauighliu, ■ of Marenisco,- acting as their guide, 
cook and camp-keeper. ■ 
I made a mental note of this as another triflin' disap- 
pointment, as I had hoped to spend a week there With 
only the chipmunks, the bluejays and an occasional king- 
fisher along the stream for companions; and here at' the 
very outset I was confronted with company in short ' 
breeches and leggins and a well-appointed camp that 
made me feel that I was only a cipher "on the face o' 
this livin' airth." 
McLaughlin introduced me to them — two doctors-^and 
the other one just a plain, common sort of a mortal with- 
out any handle or prefix to his name whatsoever. We 
fell into a brief, constrained sort of a conversation, but 
they seemed to be encompassed with such an air of ex- 
clusiveness and self-consciousness that I felt more than 
ever that I was a cipher, and I was glad to make my 
excuses and go in search of the spring and camping place 
that Ormes had told me about, and which McLaughlin 
now pointed me to. 
I shouldered tl e big canvas bag containing niy t^fent 
and bedding, and folloAving a hard beaten path for a 
hundred yards nearly south came to a magnificent spring 
gushing out at the foot of a low hill, and back up to the 
right, only three' or four rods away, I found a level, open 
spot, surrounded by woods and bushes, that was exactly 
to my pleasement for my camp. Another trip for the 
box containing my cooking utensils and provisions, and 
another trip for the axe and rod case, and I was 
"'sweatin' like a boss" and ready to go to work making 
camp. 
* A copy of a letter written to Dr. A, 12. Elliott, of Lodi, Ohio, 
