June 4, 1898.] 
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a few years ago,, one of the marines brought aboard a 
Japanese goat, an animal about the size of a big St. 
Bernard dog and capable of strong friendships and equal- 
\y strong dislikes. This especial Japanese goat had 
probably suffered deeply from disappointments in early 
life, for he wafs surly to the last degree. The marines 
took him in hand, and by careful and persuasive methods 
brought him around to the point where he would endure 
ihe petting of men in the marities' uniform, but he would 
have none of the blue jackets. He butted them about 
impartially, and as he seemed quite impervious to the 
chibbing of belaying pins and marlinspikes, he always 
had the better of it in these encounters, and the men 
with the bell-bottomed trousers learned to sheer oft' 
when they made out the big goat patroling the main 
deck. They tired of thus bolting for it after a while, 
and at a secret indignation meeting it w^as resolved, not 
to make a howl to the commanding officer, nor to slit 
the goat's weazand, but to retaliate. So one of the blue 
jackets went ashore and got another Japanese goat of 
about the same proportions as the one the marines 
had trained. In the course of a week or so the tars 
had their goat trained so that he would ram the first sea 
soldier he saw, top sergeant or buck private, and the 
marines began to limp around feeling of themselves. 
The blue jackets and marines combined to keep the two 
goats apart, for their belligerence was great. 
One afternoon, however, after knock-off had been 
piped and all hands were laid out on corking mats, the 
blue jackets' goat evaded the watchfulness of his care- 
takers and made for the marines' goat on the after part 
of the spar deck. The combat was fierce and protracted. 
A dozen of the men tried to pry the two goats loose, but 
it was no use. The goats plainly meant to make a 
finish of it. The contest was about equal at first, but 
after a while the blue jackets' goat showed that he 
was the better stayer of the two. He wound the fight up 
by penning the marines' goat at the gangway. Then he 
took half a dozen backward steps and made for the 
beaten goat head downward with all his force, butting 
the sea-soldiers' rammer straight off' the gangway into 
the sea. The marines' animal swam for it and made the 
beach. Then a truce was patched up, the beaten goat 
was brought back, the two pets were trained to endure 
each other, and to refrain from butting any members of 
the creWj and the goats are now sworn pals and stand 
monthly muster side by side, with their ship's cap-ribbons 
around their necks. 
An old quartermaster on the crtiiser Alert picked- up 
a cub panther at one of the South Atnerican ports on the 
west coast a few years back. The animal was a pretty 
little chap and perfectly amenable to persuasion, al- 
though as he grew larger he would occasionally let out 
a snarl when the blue jackets offended his dignity that 
revealed his latent nature. His owner kept the cub's 
claws carefully cut, and he thought that he was in a fair 
way to achieve the domestication of a wild animal. The 
skipper had in a corner of his cabin three Peruvian fox 
terrier pups, that he was carrying to San Francisco for 
shipment to his children in the East. One morning, 
when all hands were at 9 o'clock quarters — the ship was 
at sea — ^the commanding officer, standing at the break of 
tlie poop to get the reports of the division officers, heard 
smothered yelping in his after cabin, and went aft to 
see what it meant. 
The young panther was standing over three dead Peru- 
vian fo'x terriers with blazing eyes and ruffled_ fur, and 
he jumped at the skipper as soon as he saw him. The 
skipper shook off the beast after he had been clawed and 
bitLen. By this time a Great Dane dog and a mastiff, 
hearing the racket from their dozing mats forward, were 
in the cabin. The dogs had previously got along admir- 
ably with the panther, but they no sooner made their 
appearance in the cabin than the thoroughly aroused 
young brute seemed to be atop of both of them at once. 
The panther hung on to the mastiff's throat until the 
great dog rolled over dead, and. he kept uo such an 
incessant^fiddling with his hind feet while he was thus 
cooking the mastiff's hash that the Great Dane could not 
get at him. The Great Dane finally nosed underneath 
and caught the panther's throat and shook the life out of 
him, but not before both of his eyes had been destroyed. 
'1 ne' skipper sent the young panther's pelt home to make 
a muff for his little girl, and the blue jacket would be 
out of luck who would attempt to mstall on any vessel 
commanded by this officer a pet more difficult of repres- 
sion than a dog or a cat. . -u 
There is a gunner's mate on the cruiser Detroit wno 
was once a circus roustabout. During the years that he 
knocked around with various circuses he became a pro- 
ficient in the art of charming snakes. He has thrown 
unnumbered scares into his shipmates since he joined 
the navy. He always carries some sort of snake about 
with him. and he has been punished by having his liberty 
restricted times without number for persisting m bring- 
ing serpents over the gangway on returning from sliore 
expeditions in foreign ports. He carries a pet adder 
wound underneath the wide collar of his mustering shirt 
on some of his shore trips and enjoys himself when he 
strikes a man verging upon delirium tremens. Mot long 
ago this man returned to his ship from shore liberty 
just in time to fall into line for monthly muster on a 
Sunday morning. He did not have time to stow his ad- 
der away, and the adder awoke from a doze just at the 
moment the commanding officer walked down the gun- 
ner's mates' line. The blue jackets who stood near de- 
scribe the skipper's language as having been of the purest 
Tolly Roger character, and the owner of the adder spent 
a lo-day term in the brig fpr disobedience of orders.— 
Mew York Sun . 
Eagle and Deer. 
The illustration of the eagle and deer, which has an in- 
teresting resemblance to the Audubon painting, of which 
an engraving was given in the issue of May 7, is from 
Mr. Harting's recent work on Falconry. The berkute 
or bearcoote, the golden eagle, is trained and used by 
the natives of Tartary and the Kirghis Steppes for hunt- 
ing foxes, wolves, boars and deer. Mr, Harting quotes 
this description from Atkinson: ""We had not gone far, 
when several large deer rushed past a jutting point of 
the reeds and bounded over the plain about 300yds: from 
us. In an instant the bearcoote was unhooded and his 
shackles removed, when he sprang from his perch and 
soared into the air. I watched him ascend as he 
wheeled round, and was under the impression that he 
had not seen the animals; but in this I was mistaken. 
He had now risen to a considerable height and seemed 
to poise himself for about a minute. After this he gave 
two or three flaps witli liis wings and swooped off in a 
straight line toward his prey. 1 could not perceive that 
his wings moved, but he went at a fearful speed. 1 gave 
my horse his head and a touch of the whip; in a lew 
minutes he carried me to the front and I was riding 
neck and neck with one of the keepers. When we were 
about 200yds. off the bearcoote struck his prey. The 
deer gave a bound forvvard and fell. The bearcoote 
had struck one talon into his neck, the other into his 
back, and with his beak was tearing into the animal's 
liver." 
A Caribou Hunt in Quebec» 
Acting cm the principle that a good story of woods 
life, even though written in private correspondence, 
should find its way to the readers of Forest and Stream, 
a New Jersey contributor sends us these extracts from a 
letter received from a friend in Quebec: 
Quebec. — Mr. Ailing. — Dear Sir: As Clarence could 
not enjoy a trip to the woods, I must give him a sketch 
of our experience. My friend Spearing was in town on 
a curling match, and knowing that he was coming I 
sent him a postal card to brink his blanket and rifle. We 
left at 2 P. M. on Jan. 2, and were met at the station 
by Frank and our little friend, the Indian Volant. The 
next morning at 8 we were all packed, and started for 
the camp. As our road has not been used this winter, we 
had to go a mile past Frank's and take a lumber road, 
which ran back till it struck near our road a little beyond 
the Rimouski, the first river we pass going in, there to 
abandon the horses and send them back, strap on our 
snowshoes, and start on a six-mile tramp over 3 to 4ft. 
first Tauridiff. We sent the two men back to take after 
them, and they soon came up, but followed awkwardly 
and started them without getting a shot, and once fright- 
ened there is no use following that day, as they travel 
many miles before stopping. After another day on the 
Tauridiff we returned to camp through a heavy snow- 
storm, the snow falling so fast as to cover the tracks of 
those who were an acre ahead. And how the wind whis- 
tled. It was quite dark when we got to camp, with its 
welcome shelter and warm beds — that is, comparatively 
warm. We were somewhat alarmed during the evening 
by hearing what sounded like shouts from the lake, and 
as Johnson and the one-armed hunter had promised to 
come over from Lake de Baies, we were afraid they were 
lost on the lake. So we put all our lights in the window 
and went down to the shore and fired guns, but after 
waiting some time concluded that it was owls. 
The next day we started about 7, Spearing and Volant 
going east from the camp to cross East Lake and to 
Twenty-four Acre Lake, Frank and I taking the portage 
track from the camp. I had sworn a big swear that if I 
found a track I would stick to it all day, as it was 
the first time I had left camp to look up a track. 
About five minutes from camp I found two fresh tracks 
going in the direction of the Little Bay on the Cassette 
near the river. Following them carefully, I found they 
had crossed the end of the bay and into' the woods to- 
ward the river. Fearing to be seen on the ice, I hur- 
ried back to the portage and down to the river, hoping to 
get a view of them, but not finding any tracks went back 
again and struck into the woods in line with where I 
supposed they might be. Soon I picked up their tracks 
and followed them back and forth till I found they must 
be but a few minutes old, when I missed Frank, and 
going a little to one side I saw him crouched near the 
shore, and he showed me the track where one of them 
had gone off up the lake, stopping several times to look 
round when only 50yds. off. Instead of going back and 
following the track I had been on, as a sagacious hunter 
ought to have done, we started up the lake and found 
that the caribou had entered the woods about half a mile 
up; so we started in after it, in and out, up and down, 
afraid to snap a twig with our snowshoes, till about a 
mile up it came out on the lake, and in about ten minutes 
GOLDEN EAGLE AND ROE DEER. 
of snow, carrying our packs. I can tell you, mine was 
not a very heavy one. Not having had snowshoes on for 
a couple of years, we found it heavy work, and were glad 
when we came in sight of the White House, with any 
amount of growing pains in our hips. 
Frank had got there first and shoveled the snow from 
the stovepipe and started a fire, so we prepared some 
beef tea a.nd sundries that soon made an improvement in 
our condition. On the road in we crossed some caribou 
and deer tracks, so Spearing and Volant spent an hour 
or rnore after them, but decided to turn back to camp, 
lest it should prove too long a tramp for the first day, 
as far fields look green even in winter. We decided to 
start on Saturday morning at 8 and go back to the Tauri- 
diff, a walk of eight miles, and as the track had not been 
broken it was heavy walking. On the portage from 
Long Lake Frank and I, who were valiantly protecting 
the rear and making use of the first men's tracks, found 
a cache of caribou meat, so I chopped off 4 or slbs. and 
took it with us as evidence that there was game around, 
and lest we might not get any more. It made a good 
bouillon for Sunday. 
We met a one-armed hunter, who was the owner of the 
venison we had borrowed, and he laughed when we 
asked him if he knew it, He had shot two a few days 
before, one out of a herd of nine on the Cassette above 
the Two Islands, and one on Long, and his dog had 
frightened four off the Tauridiff just before we arrived. 
Volant had shot two out of four on the Tauridiff the 
week we started, and Paul was after four others. There 
were_ tracks in all directions, and on the banks of the 
Tauridiff there had been a herd of about thirty browsing 
for some days the week previous to our visit," when they 
started southward, which was the direction most of the 
tracks were in; in fact, had we been a week earlier we 
might have shot a dozen, but we wasted time covering 
so much ground instead of marking the tracks nearer the 
camp. Had I been in better condition I ought to have 
followed some fresh tracks that crossed our road on the 
we got a glimpse of it on the north shore and followed 
till we had got up to opposite the islands, where it again 
entered the woods. I decided to find which way the 
tracks turned, and then come out and take the lake again, 
as I expected it would cross the bay at the beds. Frank 
waited till he thought I had returned to the lake and 
gained the point, when he advanced through the woods. 
I had just hurried through a drift to get a^view of the 
bay, when I saw a perfect tornado of snow as the fright- 
ened animal launched from the woods with a 15ft. jump 
and went away at an angle up the lake. I huiriedly ex- 
amined and sighted my rifle and dropped on my knee, 
and the first good view I got was through my back peep 
sight as through a telescope. T pressed the trigger and 
had the satisfaction of seeing the game finish its leap 
by diving head down into the snow and water, which is 
always on top of the ice. It was so dead that it did not 
fall, but stood still with its nostrils in the water. The 
ball had severed the spinal column, cutting clean through 
the marrow. You should have seen Frank as he rushed 
out and took in the scene. We lost no time dressing the 
meat and setting it in shape to freeze, then returned to 
camp, taking the main lake; time, three and a quarter 
hours. We had been there but twenty minutes when 
Spearing returned and w^as surprised to see a fresh heart 
on a stick outside the camp. They had traveled from the 
time they left camp till then, following the tracks of two 
caribou, till coming to the portage they had found my 
snowshoe tracks, when A^'olant observed "A good chance 
for Mr. Sampson," and they returned to camp to find us 
■ looking up boards to make a sleigh. 
When it was told that I had followed only one track 
up the lake, and that they had followed two, \ve decided 
that the other caribou must be there still — that is, the one 
I followed before seeing Frank. Volant immediately 
started back and found that the other one had followed 
up in my track for some distance and then had taken to 
the woods and back round by the rear of the camp, where 
he followed it, but it had gone off back to East Lake, 
