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FOREST AND STREAM. 
[JAS, 1899. 
for the anthorilies by inciting the Indians to do market 
hunting. Then there will be another row and another 
pursuit to the reservation. Thus it will go until finally the 
traders are suppressed. The Indians themselves are not 
so bad. 
At the Restaarant. 
Sonietinies I take Saturday night dinner at the table of 
a fat and unctuous restaurant keeper, who knows a good 
thing when he sees it. I used once in a while to take a 
bird in there for him to broil, and he appears to have 
remembered that fact. The last time. I was in he came 
over to my table and told me beamingly of a bit of news 
that had just come to his notice. He said be had i just 
seen a trunk full of quail Avhich had been checked out of 
Wisconsin to Chicago, and out of which he was asked to 
make some purchases. lie seemed to think this the 
shrewd thing to do. "But prairie chickens are what I 
want," said he. "They cost 00 cents each these days. I 
wonder what makes them so Itigh ?" For the sake of 
those who know that kind soul and good sportsman. Bill 
Werner, who also runs a restaurant, I will sa}' that the 
man above referred to was not Bill Werner. 
♦*Coear d'AIene."" 
The other day, while I was riding along Wabash av- 
enue. I saw. among other odd signs, the inscription borne 
above the door of a place devoted to liquid refresh- 
ments — "Coure de Leine." Whether the owner of this 
joint meant to say Coeur d'AIene or "Coeur de Leon" I 
cannot state. It would no doubt have taken a lion hearted 
man to go against the sort of refreshments he offered. 
But if his intent was to the other hand, what affront to 
the reputation of the Coeur d'Alenes ! 
Roaod Ntimbefs. 
It is often said that a sportsman and his pipe are in- 
separable, Sometimes the sportsman and the cigarette arc 
also inseparable. A sportsman friend of mine this week 
figured out that he had in the past twenty-four years 
smoked twenty cigarette a day, or 175,200 in all. • 
Law at Jackson's Hole. 
News comes from Jackson's Hole country this week 
that nine arrests have been made of parties who liave 
been killing elk, and that there have been four con- 
victions with fines. Over 1,000 head of elk were killed on 
the Teton reserve in November, and the residents of Jack- 
son's Hole charge this to Idaho hunters, and have held a 
mass meeting to take action against such proceedings. 
This attitude on the part of the residents of this famous 
neck of woods is singular and gratifying. 
Misplaced Confidence. 
One day this week Deputy Warden C. E. Brewster 
dined at the Cadilac in Detroit. The owner trustingly 
served him quail and venison to order. It was a case of 
misplaced confidence. 
To Cincinnati. 
About fifty of the traveling men of Hibbard, Spencer. 
Bartiett & Co. will leave Monday night for a visit to the 
Peters Cartridge Co. at Cincinnati. It will be a jolly 
party, and will be Avell received by the officials of that 
company. Mr. Milt Lindsley kindly sent an invitation to 
the writer to join the party, and naturally I regret very 
much that this'is impossible at the time. E. Hough. 
1200 BoYCE Building, Chicago, 111. 
miles from camp, and started three moose, which we 
must have been very close to, as signs were warm. The 
next morning we took a directly opposite course, and at 
about one and a half miles from camp struck another 
yard of four. Each succeeding day was a repetition of the 
previous one. On every ridge we ■found them. Not a 
day did we go out in any direction but \^e found their 
yard just vacated. In all we started twenty-one different 
moose, and this in a radius of one and one-half by three 
miles. I have not the least doubt that every hill for say 
forty by sixty miles is peopled by moose as plenty as this 
section visited by us. 
In March, when snow-shoeing is good and traveling 
easy, I am going to explore a large portion of this sec- 
tion for the benefit of any who wish to utilize the knowl- 
edge, S. J. Raymond. 
Pennsylvania Beats and BJfds. 
Whitepine, Pa., Dec. 26. — The warm, lowery weather 
of last week waked Bruin up, and sent him prowling about' 
the hills, where the hunters, who were also very much 
awake, found him. Two bears were killed on Little Pine 
Creek, a few miles above Waterville. One on Keen's Run 
was shot in its den, and proved to be a 200-pounder. Wal- 
ter Carson killed one, Bennett the other. The pelt of the 
laest one brought $25. Several others were seen, and at 
least two others were wounded. One of tliese came down 
the hill near Sam Carson's logging camp and was shot bv 
one of the men at the camp. The other was shot through 
bv John Smith, about five miles above English Center, on 
what is known as the Blockhouse Creek. In the pursuit 
of the bears, some of the hunters ran into a yard of deer 
and saw seven in one place and two more further on. _ It 
is reported that one man emptied his magazine of six- 
teen shots in all at the last two seen, but failed to score. 
This was on Keen's Run. 
Some days before the snow came a large flock of young 
pheasants were seen by several persons. The flock kept 
in a thicket of young bushes and briars below tlie hill 
road leading from English Centre to Brookside. Dec. 21 
or 2J they were seen again by Lewis Griswold, who says 
they are about half-grown now. There were twelve or 
fifteen in the flock. This is the first time anything of this 
kmd ever came to my notice, and I have lived among the 
grouse for forty years or more. Do they sometimes rear 
two broods in a season? 
On Dec. 21. Joe Wood, of this place, succeeded in bring- 
ing in a fine fat coon. Nemo. 
[It is possible that the fir.st nest of eggs having been 
destroyed, the grouse began over again, and so her brood 
was late.] 
In a Moose Country. 
Edmundston, N. B. — Editor Forest and Stream: Hav- 
ing been in the woods for fifteen days early m December, 
I will tell you what we saw there. With a gentleman 
from Pittsfield, Mass., we made permanent cam.p fifty 
miles from here; forty of these miles were through woods 
without a clearing, and beyond even the range of the 
logger. Leaving camp the first day after straightening 
up and getting things in shape (for it is no fool of a job 
to keep warm and comfortable in a tent in December 
nights in this conutry), we took a walk of three miles 
to^'the top of a ridge .ind walked into a yard where seven 
moose had made "their home for the winter. A heavy 
crust was on the snow, and our footsteps breaking 
through this made a loud noise. This spoiled all chances 
of getting near any big game, although we tried every 
known way. , ,. . , 
The next day we went m another direction about t^vo 
"That reminds me." 
Mac's Bird Dog. 
I WAS comin up from the woods wid me axe on me 
shouldther. Avhin I met Ryan dhrivin up the road. Where 
are ycz goin ? sez I. Home, sez he. What's that follyin 
ye? sez- 1. A red dog, sez he, that kem to me down be 
the wood lot, sez he; de ycz want him? Well, sez 1, I 
don't mind, sez 1. So 1 got him by the neck and tuck him 
down to me boordin house, an sez to the lanleddy, sez I, 
trow a loaf of bread inte me dog, sez I, for I didn't want 
the poor divil goin to bed hungry. Purty soon the lan- 
leddy sez, Mac, yer dog doesn't seem full, she sez. Giv 
him another loaf, sez I, an I'll pay you fur id. An wid 
that I walks otit af the house and witit down to see W eb- 
ber. 
Webber's a friend of; mine tliat lived nearby, an I ups 
and tells him about Ryan givin me the dog. What kind 
av a dog is id? says Webber. It's a red dog, sez I. I'll 
go get him, sez I, an ye can see frrr yerself. 
As soon as Webber claps eyes an htm, he sez, He's a 
bird dog, he sez, a huntin dog, an if ye like, he sez, I'll 
borry a gun in the morniii an we'll go out an try him, sez 
he. I'll go, sez I. 
So in the mornin W^ebber comes up an out we wint. 
As soon as we got to the woods the dog comminces to 
run up an down as tho he wus craz^^ Me and Webber 
follyed along afther him, an thin we saw him goin slow 
like up to a brush pile, Avan fut afther the other as tho he 
was walldn on eggs, an thin he stopped still, an humped 
up his back an lucked at the brush pile, an Webber sez, 
Mac, what the divil's he doin there? sez Webber. I diui- 
no. sez I, but I'll soon find out, sez 1. And I walks up 
an gives him a push wid me fut, an whisht wint a patridge 
out of the brush pile an the other side. Webber lucked 
at me an I lucked at Webber, but ,we didn't aither of us 
say an}'thin. 
OfT wint the dog again, and purty soon he kem to a big 
log, an there he stands on three legs wid wan leg curled 
np imdther his belly, an his head stuck out in front. What 
ails the dog now? sez Webber. He's the biggest fool T 
ever see ; danged if I know, sez 1. An I wint over an gev 
him a kick in the ribs that nearly lifted him over the 
log. He let a yelp out af him, an up wint another patridge 
frum the other side of the log. De ye think the dang fool 
dog knowed he was there? sez Webber. I dunuo, sez I, 
an away we wint again afther the dog. 
He thried the same game on us two or three times 
more, and thin Webber sez to me, he sez, Mac, yer dog's 
' ho good, he sez. fur he won't bark at all, he sez, and if I 
wus in your place I'd lave him in the woods, he sez. But 
anyhoAv we shtarted for home and the dog follj^ed along. 
Ori the road we met Jim Turner's lad. an Webber ups and 
tells him all about the hunt. An Turner's lad sez to me. 
I'll gin ye me single-barld gUn fur the dog, he sez. The 
gun was a Zulu, an not worth much, but annyhow I tuck 
the gun an Turner's lad tuck the dog, an two or three 
days afther that he sould the dog to the banker in town 
for forty-five dollars, and now he sez the banker wouldn't 
take a hundlired dollars fur him. 
Proprietors of fishing and hunting resorts will find it profitable 
to advertise them in Forest and Stream. 
An Outing on Great South Bay. 
fiV FTtED MATHER. 
While Capt. Smith and his crew of three fishermen oc- 
cupied the cottage on Great Island I Was the guest of Dr. 
Bashford Dean, and when they sailed away to market we 
did our own cooking for twenty-four hours. A few days 
of fried fish diet, strong coffee and fried ham, had rather 
upset our internal economy, and as a grill or broiler of 
any kind was an unknown implement on the island, we 
promised to treat ourselves somehow the next time we 
were alone, although we had no definite notion just what 
the treat would be, but it would be som.e kind of a change 
of diet. The last trip to Freeport that the crew made 
brought a lot of lemons for use on sardines— more dyspep- 
sia encouragers— and they were to go again in the morn- 
ing. 
After a breakfast of fried fish the Sleepy Ann sailed 
away for Freeport, leaving. Dr. Dean and me to wash the 
dishes and to "muck out," as the Captain called it. The 
phrase struck me as good, and now I muck out my desk 
and my den. I now know that when Hercules cleansed 
the Augean stable he was simply "mucking out," only the 
truthful historian had not run up against that descriptive, 
if not poetic, term. Conversation and mucking out ai-e 
not incompatible, else the Doctor could not have asked: 
"VVhat shall we do with ourselves on this second day of 
freedom?" Nor I have asked, as I threw a ham-rind to 
the crabs in a pool near the door, "Freedom from fried 
things, do you mean?" 
"Of a verity, Major, you guess well. We have eaten 
too rich food and taken too little exercise. How much 
exercise have you taken in the past three days?" 
"Truly, Doctor, there is no record of it, hut I'^e 
walked to the landing, full looft., a dozen times, have 
pulled up a lot of sea bass, toadfish and flukes which in 
the aggregate must have weighed several pounds, with- 
out counting the sinkers. But you advocate exercise. 
Go you, take that ramshackle gun that lets a lot of day- 
light through the breech, and Idll me some game; let it 
be duck, meadow-hen, yellow-legs ot shitepoke. Come 
back about noon when the tide turns and we will fish. 
When you return, loaded down with game, you will find 
a proper method of cooking provided. You stated the 
fact that I was an old campaigner and insinuated that 
the a,foresaid O. C, should be able to meet sueh a simple 
emergency as a substitute for the frying-pan. Go thy 
way and seek the more or less toothsome duck, the sedgy 
yellow-legs or the thin, wedge-shaped clapper-rail which 
is here brcvettcd a 'meadow-hen.' Lay these gifts of thy 
prowess at my feet and rely on my word that they will 
find all the appliances wherewith to put them before an 
epicure in the style that they would wish to be served in 
if they had a choice in the matter." 
"How can you do, it? There is not a grill on Gres^t 
Island, and nothing to make one of. There are no ducks 
here now, and only a few meadow-hens and yellow-legs, 
but I will go out and do my part without further ques- 
tion, trusting to you to do the rest. Please forget my 
question, it came out in haste. I will try to be the pro- 
vider, the steward, if you please, and will leave to you 
the self-appointed duties of chef; of course, you know 
how to cook over coals or you would not be alive to- 
day." 
The Broiling of the Fish. 
And the morning passed. There were shots off to the 
north, east and west, on Great Island, which covered some 
four square miles, and as I heard them I knew that jio 
one was shooting on the island but Dr. Bashford Dean, 
of Columbia University, and visions of a game dinnc 
came dreamily up as my work of hunting up a grill 
went on. 
Dr. Dean came id about an hour before the-flood-tide 
was at its height and the fishing time was at hand. He 
laid down, as his morning's work, two magnificent speci- 
mens of ".sandpiper," the smallest of all the "teeters." 
Dressed, they might have weighed an ounce, in the ag- 
gregate. 
As he needed a lesson, I arose and administered it in 
this way: "The time has come when game birds, beasts 
and fishes have decreased so that the man who goes out 
and kills more than he has use for is not looked upon 
with favor by his fellow sportsmen, and they have in- 
vented a vulgar and degrading title for him, whereby he 
is classed with the swine. You have laid these two royal 
birds at my feet and I fear that they may not keep sweet 
until the fishermen return to help us eat them, and it is 
a sin to waste the gifts of nature." 
The Doctor had skinned his game by this time aad 
they did not loom up so large, but they were nearly .as 
big as canary birds and he gazed fondly on them as he re- 
plied: "I think that we can use one for dinner and supper 
and leave the other for our friends, the fishermen, but 
what have you been doing? Taking exercise by sitting 
on the bench and watching the flight of the summer 
gulls and working your ears to catch the roar of the surf 
on the outer beach?" 
"My eyes rested on a clam-rake, superannuated by rust. 
At first it was a clam-rake on the puddle's brink, only 
this and nothing more; but I picked it up in a feeble way 
and then shouted. 'Eureka!' and Avould have sacrificed 
one out of a hecatomb, only there was not a cow on the 
island. Then I burned the rust off, found some wire to 
weave across it, and there you are! The best broiler on 
Great Island!" 
The Doctor inspected the improvised grill critically, 
pronounced it good and asked: "But what have you to 
broil on it?" 
"As the chef, I have merely provided an implement to 
properly serve such game as the steward brought to camp, 
but the tide will turn in half an hour, and at high-water 
slack we can provide something for the grill. I rowed 
out and bought some oysters from the float and selected 
some 'mediums' which have never been near fresh water, 
and as the air is cooler than the water they are in the 
shade of the piazza. That stew-pan on the bench at my 
left contains sqme onions peeled for boiling, but as we 
cook with wood there is no use in warming them up 
until we go out and catch our dinner, for it is not well 
to gorge on sand-peeps, they are too rich; we must have 
a course of oysters and of fish first." 
We went to a little indentation in the shore where the 
oyster watchers, who Avere our only neighbors, had 
thrown the refuse from the eels they had speared the 
night before, and with a dip-net caught all the bait-fish 
needed, The toadfish were plenty just then, and they 
have a way of swallowing a bait before giving a sign of 
their presence that gives the salt-water angler much 
tro^iible- to unhook them, for he might as well have his 
fingers in a fox trap as in their jaws. Several of these 
pests came in and a few smaU sea bass, when the Doctor 
boated a 4lb. fluke. Now, the fluke is a very good 
member of that tribe of flat fishes which includes the 
great halibut, the European turbot and sole, as well as 
the humble flounder, and as the fish flopped on the bot- 
tom of the boat and sent mud and scales into the eyes 
and nose of that famous scientist, he spluttered out: 
"Confound that fellow; put your foot on him; durn him, 
I can't see. Pull up the mud-hook and go ashore; he'll 
do for dinner and I'm as hungry as a cormorant. Hold 
on till I wash out my eyes. Now go it." 
And the Ffying-pan Hung on the 'Wall. 
The water was bubbling under the onions and potatoes 
when Dr. Dean placed two great slabs of fish on a plat- 
ter and remarked: "In New York these would appear as 
fillet de sole, but here they are simply cutlets de fluke. 
As you have eaten the sole in Europe and know that we 
have no flat fish whidi equals it, you must be amused to 
see sole on the menu in New York." - 
"It depends, my boy, where you see it. Blackford 
imports sole from England at times, and that_ means 
expense to those who know what a deUcate thing the 
