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FOREST AND STREAM. 
[March 26, 1898." 
The Indian camp was designed and executed by Mr. 
L. W. Seavey, of New York, who did the other scenic 
decorations of the building, including the panoramic 
views of the Maine section. The Indians and the acces- 
sories of the camp were secured by Mr. Antonio Apache, 
the superintendent of this department. The tepees, the 
costumes and other details were designed b3'- Mr. Apache 
after a careful study of the ancient ways of the tribes of 
this region as described in the Jesuit Relations and other 
early records. 
The Indians are Micmacs and Mellicetes, and come 
from New Brunswick. The Micmacs, from Mission 
Point in Restigouche county, are Louis Michel and Peter 
Soule. The Mcllicetes are Jim Paul, of Fredericton, for 
three years chief of the tribe; Newell Saules. and the 
boy Andy Sacobie, or Raccoon. Two of the three girls 
are daughters of Paul. All the men are inexperienced 
guides, hunters and canoemen; Michel is W. K. Van- 
representation of the four important districts, the Range- 
ley Lakes, Dead River region, Mooschead Lake and the 
Aroostook country. The Maine camps and cabins have 
for their background panoramic paintings of familiar 
Maine scenes — Rangeley Lake, Roimd Mountain Lake, 
Moosehead Lake — a device which sets them off and gives 
a most pleasingly reahstic effect. 
Flagstaff and the lower Dead Lake region have sent 
Cliff and Warren Wing, James and Herman Harlow, and 
A. B. Douglass. They have their headquarters in a 
log camp, decorated with deer heads, skins, photographs 
of game,_ and other enticements, which so crowd the in- 
terior with visitors that one must take place in line to 
await his turn to enter. Moosehead Lake is repre- 
sented by a strong delegation made up of Sam Cole, 
Charles Mercervey, Ed Harlow, John Brown, Duncan 
Matthewson, Simon Mayo, H. Mansell and John Hall. 
With an effective panorama of Moosehead Lake and 
The most astonishing development of the whole show 
was this, that when Mr. Dimick was looking around 
for a practical fur trapper, to set up a trappers' camp, he 
should find his man within twenty-five miles of Boston. 
That a professional trapper shovild be carrying on his in- 
dustry year after year here within hail of the Hub is sure- 
ly a surprising phenomenon. Mr. John E. Stone is the 
Massachusetts trapper, and he sets his traps at Rockville 
on the Charles River. On Saturday, March 12, Mr. Stone 
turned out at 4 o'clock in the morning, made the round 
of his five-mile line of traps, gathered in seventeen musk- 
rats, harnessed his horse, and by 12 o'clock was here in 
the building putting his camp to rights. "You may 
talk about horses being cheap," said he, "but you still 
have to pay good money for a good horse, as you always 
did. My colt cost me $200, and when I started for Me- 
chanics' Hall last Saturday 1 knew I would get here." 
Everybody stops to look ^t the camp. There are 
THE INDIAN CAMP liOOKING ACROSS. THE LAKE. 
Photo fat the i&brest 'and Stream by N. L. Stebbins, 
derbilt's favorite guide on the Restigouche. The In- 
dians are dressed, for this occasion only, in a style of 
deerskin clothing which Mr. Apache has determined was 
the costume worn by their people in the old days. 
The lake — which, by the way, cost the Association 
thousands of dollars — is the theater of the afternoon and 
evening entertainments. Jim Paul comes down to the 
water's edge and calls for moose. Then he and Louis 
Michel launch their canoe and go salmon spearing; 
Michel is a born actor, playing the pantomime of his 
part so well that one almost sees the actual salmon fall 
into the canoe. From their traps set on the margin the 
Indians and John White, the Rockville trapper, take the 
catches of muskrats. On the shore a gunner whistles 
the calls of shore birds and others — yellow-leg, least 
sandpiper, spotted sandpiper, red-winged blackbird, 
meadowlark, hawk and crow. An angler plays a trout 
until it comes within reach of his Indian guide, and in 
3 wink it is in the landing net. Swimming matches, 
canoe contests, log rolling; a dive by a man tied up in 
a bag, who falls from the rafters 70ft. above; another 
backward dive from the same height, with somersaults 
in mid-air — this is not by any means to catalogue the 
entire list of feats; but it indicates in some measure the 
wealth of entertainment provided for the amusement- 
seeking public. 
If in this hall one looks up, he may see flocks of wild- 
fowl flying over. There are 150 ducks, mallard, black, 
wood, pintail, redhead; and twenty-seven geese. It is 
a pretty conceit, but one is not likely to bestow a second 
glance on stuffed effigies, when there is such store of 
living birds and fowl to study. The wildfowl shown by 
Mr. Wilton Lockwood are a never failing delight; theirs 
is the real music of the show, and the gamut runs from 
the far-reaching clamor of the geese to the soft confi- 
dences exchanged by the black ducks in notes as unusual 
as the gurgle of water under the thin ice of a winter 
brook. 
The Maine section is under the supervision of Dr. 
H'iber Bishop, who has ample reason to be proud of the 
Mt. Kineo as a background, a moose hunter's shelter 
has been set up, and numerous trophies are disposed 
about, x^mong them is the head of a 3761bs. deer, which 
Ed Harlow claims to be a record deer for Maine. A 
pair of snowshoes shown was made sixty years ago by 
Susan Tomah, of the Tarrantine tribe of tlie Penob- 
scots. Susan is now eighty-six years old, and is still 
making snowshoes. 
Eustis and the Dead River region are represented by 
Edgar Smith, Davis Moody, Dion Blackwell, Seth 
Payne, J, R. Adams. Robert Phillips, Ed Jones, Gus 
Jones, Al Large and Grant Fuller. Edgar Smith, who 
is the proprietor of the well-known Round Mountain 
Lake camps, reports that the game and fish supply is 
keeping up; the fish are as numerous as ever, and deer 
are on the increase, while the growing number of visitors 
shows that the Round Mountain Lakes are winning 
favor with woods lovers. 
Capt. Charles F. Barker is here representing the eotm- 
try reached by the Portland and Rumford Falls, and 
Rumford Falls and Rangeley roads. No Maine man in 
Mechanics' Hall has a wider acquaintance with sports- 
men and tourists, as one may learn from the hosts who 
greet him. With Capt. Barker is- Cliff McKinney, of 
Auburn. 
The Rangeley cabin is the same one which was set up 
in New York. The Rangeley guides are Ed Grant, Rube 
Crosby, Walter Twombly, Wilmot Patterson, Bert Her- 
rick, Freeman Tibbetts, Dan Haywood (of Camp Cari- 
bou) and Jim Matthewson. W. E. Latty and Sergeant 
Grillat, of Megantic, P. Q.,_ guides of the Megantic Club, 
make their headquarters with the Rangeley boys. 
New Brunswick has set up the most elaborate local 
display in the show. It has a log cabin profusely decked 
with game heads and other trophies; and there is an 
interesting collection of mounted game, from the Crown 
Land Department. Fishery Commissioner D. G. Smith, 
Chief Game Commissioner Leonard B. Knight, C. Fred 
Chestnut, S, E, McDonald and others .are here to give 
information about the hunting and fishing grounds of 
the Province. 
boats, tents, gulis, traps, green skins on the stretching 
boards, and a live fox in a chronic state of wonderment 
that there are so many human beings on the earth. The 
exhibit is most interesting in its illustration of the un- 
suspected trapping resources so near a great city. 
"There is more game to be had right here within twenty- 
five miles of Boston than in any place in Maine/' Mr. 
Stone declared, "and there is more money to be made 
in trapping right here. But you may tell anybody who 
is thinking of trapping as a business that they would 
better let it alone. There is no money in it here nor 
anywhere else. I go to Lewis in the Adirondacks every 
fall to trap sable and bear. In 1896 I got three bears, 
seventeen mink and eight sable, and realized $60 on 
the lot. In 1897 from my catch of eight mink and twenty- 
five sable I got $57. That was al! I took in for the 
whole season's work there; and I did better that year at 
Rockville, when in fourteen days I took three' otters 
and minks and muskrats enough to net me $53.75. But 
I don't trap for the money; I do it because I love it, 
and can afford to follow it. 
"I began in 1858, when I was twenty years old; then 
I went to the war, and when I came home T was too 
busy carpentering. While I carpentered I carpentered 
hard. They used to say in our town that if anybody 
could do a thing John Stone could; and that if John 
Stone did it, it was done right. I didn't have any time 
to trap in those days, but I always said that when I 
got money enough — and I set a limit — I would quit car- 
pentering and go to trapping. They laughed at me, and 
said I would not do any such thing; that men did not 
stop when they got to the first limit, but always made 
another one. That's so, too; there was John Blank, 
though I don't believe he ever did set any limit; any- 
how he didn't stop this side of $260,000, and when he'd got 
as far as that he was not good for anything, let alone 
trapping. Well, I made my limit, and then twelve years 
ago, just as I said I would, I stopped ~ work 
and put out my line of traps, and I've run 
them every year since. I have a farm down at 
