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Joseph M. Hoadley. 
Joseph M, Hoadley died last week at his home in 
Derby, Conn. He was one of the sweetest characters 
and best sportsmen that ever followed a dog, afield. Mr. 
Hoadley was a veteran of the Civil War, and during the 
last years of his- life was a great sufiferer from on old 
biirt received while in. the discharge of his duty. He was 
about seventy ; years old. 
He was, devoted to shooting and to fox hunting, and 
Up . to within the last ten years of his life gave much 
time to. the practice of these sports iH their season. He 
was a great lover of good setters, possessed a strain of 
imequaled "partridge dogs," and, from his experience with 
his own animals, his extraordinary knowledge of the ways 
of birds, his infinite patience and his unfailing good 
temper, was remarkably successful in handling dogs and 
in bringing out the best that was in them. 
Notwithstanding the fact that he was in almost con- 
stant pain, and besides was a large man, he was untiring 
in the field, and could easily walk down niany a younger 
and sounder person. 
Mr. Hoadley's knowledge of the shooting grounds of 
Connecticut was perhaps greater than that of any man in 
the State, He had shot there for nearly fifty years and 
not only knew most of the covers, but also the spots at- 
tractive to birds which each one held. He was systematic 
in his pursuit of birds, and when Svpiece of woods or 
sw;amp was to be beaten, always; endeavored so to or- 
ganize his force that the best shcfiflti-be successful. As 
attractive as the day's work in the field were the hours 
after dinner spent in the old farmhouse, when with tired 
limbs but actively reminiscent mind the incidents of the 
day were reviewed, the novel woods lore stored up in the 
old gunner's memorj'y brought out, and his witty stories 
or allusions poured forth. With such interesting material 
Mr. Hoadley's mind was well furnished, and this made 
him one of the most interesting of companions. He was 
a man whose nature was unusually kindly and sym- 
pathetic, whose sense of right and wrong was keen and 
unswerving, and he was a devoted patriot. He sometimes 
said to those who sympathized with him in his almost con- 
stant suffering that he had nothing to regret in his war 
experiences, and that notwithstanding what he had en- 
dured he would go through it all again, if the need for it 
arose. 
Joe Hoadley, as his intimates called him, was a man 
who was above all things lovable, and days spent with him 
in the field increased ahke one's admiration for his good 
sportsmanship and one's love for his character. 
A Goat Hunt. 
M'y hunting partner had been home for a visit, and on 
his return to the wild and woolly Weest he brought back 
with him one of his uncles and a young friend from 
Afissouri for a hunt. 
Now, Uncle Jim is an old war veteran and a crack shot. 
George, our young friend, never had been out before, so 
all camp Hfe was new to him. Bill is the crack hunter 
of this section of country and one of the best men with 
a, .Winchester that I ever saw, 
,We left my house with four saddle and three pack 
horses.. Bill was in front, and after going about five 
miles he killed a whitetail doe; we then sent the strangers 
ahead, as we had meat enough, so they might get a shot 
at a deer before we reached camp; but here is one trou- 
ble: New men do not know what a deer looks like in 
the woods until- it moves or is in an open place. We 
behind the horses saw two that evening, We camped 
in a miner's cabin that night, as it was the end of our 
trail, and as it rained most all the next day we only fished 
a little. Rain is one great drawback to goat hunting, as 
in the fall in the Rockies we have Ipts of it high WP, and 
also fog. 
The next day we got a good start, and after a hard 
trip cutting trail reached our camping place in the rain, 
cold and tired, George said that we had crossed S,ooo 
logs, and rode in places that were not meant for a horse 
to go over. 
On the fourth day we started out for a hunt. Bill and 
I had been here three years before. There was plenty of 
bear sign all over the country. We intended to go in two 
parties, or in twos. In going up a snowslide I saw a 
blacktail buck trotting across it at which I shot three 
times; but as there was so much open space for ths^t 
small bullet to get lost in, I did not connect. Uncle 
Jim Wcis with me, but did not see the deer. 
Immediately afterward I heard two shots in quick suc- 
eessiori, so I knew Bill was in trouble, and on our re- 
turn^td camp that night he told us that he had shot at a 
large black bear and broken its front leg or shoulder; the 
bear was running in the brush and he could not see him 
well. This wsts .all the large game we saw that day. 
^On the fifth day we went out to fish for small brook 
trout. As I do not care to fish I carried the four Win- 
chesters and went on ahead to a lake which was the 
head of the stream that we were camped on. This lake 
is fed by a small glacier and above it I knew we would 
find goats. On taking my glasses I soon found two high 
up on the mountain. As the fishing was good (no one 
ever fishing there before), the rest of the party did not 
arrive until i o'clock. We ate lunch and then started 
for a hard climb. Bill was carrying the fish, cleaned and 
heads ofif— about 20 pounds. The goats were in a snow- 
slide, so it was_ quite easy to stalk them.^ We went up 
through some timber which was on one side of the slide 
and reached a rocky point within about 250 yards of the 
game. Bill thought that by going back and above we 
could get closer, so I told him to take Uncle Jim and 
try it, while George and I would wait until they com- 
menced the shooting. They got within about 175 yards 
and Uncle Jim on the first shot killed his goat, at which 
two more ran out from the brush and rocks, and then 
we each picked our game. You. should have heard the 
> reverberations of oui> shots with a perpendicular peak 
right in front about 2,000 feet high and a high, rough 
mountain to our right. I will leave to your imagination 
the noise. The four goats (for there was anotlier which 
put in an appearance) made one for each, and this was 
enough, even if Bill and Uncle Jime did shoot all of their 
cartridges away at the fifth, for he went their way, trying 
Jo get him to camp with us, but to no effect. 
FOREST AND STREAM. 
George wanted one skinned to mount whole, and as 
one of them was as fine a specimen as any one would 
wish, I skinned him out, which made hide, head and 
legs weigh about 75 pounds. Bill, who in strength and 
stature is a giant, kindly oflfered to carry it, so I took 
the fish and other goat hide, and we set out for camp. 
It was about sunset and we were high up on the moun- 
tain, with no trail and two or three miles from camp. 
Bill and I knew it was a layout, as our friends were very 
tired and not used to the rough walking. We did the 
best we could and got down to water and a friendly log 
jam about 9 or 10 o'clock, kindled a fire and made the 
best of it, which was not pleasant, as none of us had a 
coat, and toward morning it commenced to rain, td 
make things more enjoyable. At the first sign of day we 
were on the move for camp through the wet brush, which 
we reached very tired and hungry, some even more so. 
And what a camp! The horses had been in, and what they 
could not eat they had stamped in the mud. Our 5-pound 
firkin of butter one horse had kindly put his foot in; the 
salt was all gone; there was flour over everything, and 
even the tent was partially down. I did manage to fish 
the flour sack out of the creek and get enough for three 
small loaves of bread; and then it was fish, meat and 
bread without salt. Poor George said that if he had 
known the condition the camp would be in he never 
would have got there. And so ended that goat hunt. 
Prospector. 
Make a Smoke. 
Editor Forest and Stream: 
You know how the redskins of old used smoke sig- 
nals? Now, let every sportsman in Maine or elsewhere 
who gets lost in the woods make a smoke, and the 
chances are one hundred to one that the searchers who 
are looking for him will find him within a few hours. 
Start the smoke on a bare rock on a side hill. Make a 
thin smoke, and keep it up. Sit down and take it easy 
and vai'y the programme by gathering fuel for the 
smudge or boughs for a wind break or camp bed in the 
possible chance of having to lie out over night. Look 
for water to drink. No trouble to find your way back 
to your rock with the smoke to guide you. 
Every professional guide who takes out a party of 
sportsmen should instruct them in these particulars. It 
will save painful worry, hunger, starvation and too fre- 
quent death. To a tyro in woodcraft I would much 
prefer to recommend making a smoke than an attempt 
to study the divides, or even to follow a stream out. In 
a country of limited area, Avhere the streams are all short, 
and seldom over fifteen miles from the crown of the 
divide to tidewater, as in Nova Scotia, the latter would 
be the best plan — ^to stick to the watercourses and fol- 
low the downstream current. In a wilderness tangle a 
smoke is the best, though in a perfectly flat area of dense 
forest it is a hard chance for a man unsophisticated, 
smoke or no smoke. No man should ever be without 
matches in a waterproof safe and a serviceable jackknife 
in his pocket. And above all things, study the lay of the 
land before you start out and see in which direction the 
hills and valleys run. Getting lost should be impossible 
when nature makes all her paths so plain; at least it 
seems so to me at these presents. But then, I have had 
fifty-odd years of experience in all regions and lati- 
tudes. As a rule, a bewildered man when he finds him- 
self lost has not traveled far from his .starting point. 
Distances seem vastly greater in a strange woods than 
they do on a turnpike. Indeed, a man cannot travel fast 
and far through an undergrowth. So the logic of the 
situation is to stand still, halloo often, fire both barrels 
of your gun, and, finally, make a smoke in a safe place, 
if you cannot find a sightly one as well; and if you keep 
the blaze smothered with moss, punk and green boughs 
it will not run, and it will give one employment to fill 
up anxious time. Charles Hallock. 
"Wanted — A Spottsman's Exchange. 
JoNEsviLLE, Mich., Nov. 10. — Editor Forest and Stream: 
I gave the Forest and Stream flies a fair trial, and they 
were an unlimited success. I caught Eastern brook trout 
in Willow Creek (Yellowstone Park), Loch Leven trout 
in the Iron River and salmon trout in the Firehole — also, 
in the Big and Little Spokane, the Clearwater, Selway, 
Ooskoskia and Lock Saw. The best trout in the lot though 
are the native mountain trout, to be had in the little name- 
less streams of Idaho. I caught none with gold nuggets 
in them, but I did locate in or about them the jewel of 
improved and robust health, and am willing to make a 
"divvy" on that. I spent about four weeks in the Bitter 
Roots with a pack train, but adventures were few and far 
lietween. and I fear would be of little interest to the 
readers of Forest and Stream. 
The crying need of sportsmen situated as I am is a 
"Sportsman's Clearing House" for the purpose of bring- 
ing together sportsmen desiring to take certain long trips. 
For instance, I might plan a trip to Arkansas, North 
Carolina, Dakota or any other place where I believed 
game of any given brand to be plentiful. Well, I post 
myself thoroughly on question of location, outfit, laws, 
guides, etc., and am prepared to go into the country 
with a fair amount of knowledge as to essentials; all 
that I need is a companion or two, and these I cannot 
find in this community if the trip is extended and likely 
to take much time or money. If Forest and Stream can 
start such a "Clearing House" they will deserve and 
receive the thanks of an army of sportsmen, V. W. 
New York Game Protectofs. 
At a meeting of the State Fisheries, Game and Forest 
Commission Nov. 15, six of the State fish and game pro- 
tectors were summoned to answer criticisms concerning 
their work which had taken the form of complaints made 
to Governor Roosevelt at various times, alleging that the 
State Commission's agents were not seeing to it that the 
laws for the protection of fish and game were being 
observed. 
The complaints made a .special point of violations of the 
anti-deer hounding law which it was declared had ot- 
curred at dififerent points in the woods,^ Five of the 
protectors present yesterday were not punished after the 
Commission hat} conferred with them as to their work, 
[]Mov. 35, tSgg. 
but the sixth, Protector Carlos Hutchins, of Indian Lake, 
was removed from office for neglect of duty, harboring , 
violators of the deer law, and violating his oath of ' 
ofiice. Hutchins was appointed a protector in 1895. 
He is a hotel keeper, and it is claimed has enter- 
tained at his house guests whom he must have known 
were hounding deer. The State Commission will bring 
action against him in the courts for violating his oath of 
office. — Albany Argus. 
Two for One. 
Newfound Lake, Bristol, N. H., Nov. 18.— The Fish 
Commissioners have finished the stripping of trout and 
salmon at this lake, about 1,000,000 eggs being placed in 
the hatchery. This is much less than used to be spread 
out on the trays, but the adult trout do not show up on 
the beds in numbers as they used to each year less than 
the previous one, which is attributed by fishermen here to 
the annual stripping business. Three or four trout have 
been_ placed in tanks to be sent to the Sportsmen's Ex- 
hibition at Boston, each weighing from 15 to 18 pounds. 
Our local hunters are in high feather as regards the 
increase of deer in this locality, a number having been 
shot within five miles of the town. Frank Calley and 
Charles Tukey, while out driving, saw three together, and 
they shot one of them, weighing 200 pounds. Elmer 
Hammond and Charles Keezar got one, Harry Pike one, 
Frank Tilton one, Ed Towns a fine buck of 190 pounds. 
State Representative Hammond, who is a believer in 
game protection, and thinks one deer at a time is enough 
for any man, was somewhat mystified the other day while 
looking for venison. At first he thought he must have 
been looking upon the wine when it is red, for he got two 
deer for one. He ran across a deer in the pasture, ^fired, 
wounding her somewhat. She ran into a small thicket; 
he followed, and saw what he thought was the deer stand- 
ing still. He fired again; it ran out. Tracking it for a' 
short distance, he found his deer dead, and then dis- 
covered that this was not the first deer he had shot at, so 
taking his other track he found his first deer, killed, and 
• his neighbors rejoiced with him in his killing two deer 
for one. As the law allows only two deer to a person 
each season, H. H. says he has got to wait a whole year 
to look at a deer over a rifle barrel. 
Landlocked Salmon House. 
To Dry Rubber Boots— A Wrinkle Worth 
Knowing* 
Two of us were oflf for our annual quail hunt, and w&re 
entertained by people who were hospitality itself, and 
yet we had to sleep in a cold room. It was in a good 
coal region, and that farmer paid 25 cents a hundred 
bushels for his coal, going to the coal bank, digging and 
hauling the coal himself, or sending his farmhand to 
do the work. Coal — and good coal at that — was cheaper 
than gravel, and yet there was no stove in the guest room 
of the house. 
It was a problem how to dry out our hip rubber boots, 
which we had to wear part of the time of our stay. In 
the sittiaig room there was an open grate fire, which wa?; 
covered every night with fine coal and a few shovelfuls 
of ashes, so that the room never became quite cold. We 
found that if we heated a piece of old flannel as hot as 
possible and stuffed it down into the foot of a boot and 
stood the boot in front of the fireplace it was as dry 
as a bone next morning. The handiest thing to keep 
the boot leg open is a spring steel corset rib about 18 
inches long by M inch in width. (Behold the advantage 
of being a married man.) This combination acts to per- 
fection, and beats all hollow the troublesome arrange- 
ment of a clothes line and keresone lamps, which may 
be necessary if the boots have been full of water, but 
quite unnecessary if they are simply damp because of the 
perspiration of the feet and legs. D. 
North Carorlina Game. 
It is safe to sa}' that not in many years have there been 
more partridges. It was feared by many persons that the 
extreme cold weather and the deep snow last February 
would destroy them. The birds are in all that part of the 
State east of the Blue Ridge and extending to the tier 
of counties bordering the sounds. From Danville to 
Greensboro, thence as far west as Morganton and east- 
ward to Goldsboro there are birds in abundance. Green- 
ville county offers good sport, and so does Person. 
The Legislature, at its last session, enacted a law for a 
number of counties, requiring hunters to have the written 
permission of land owners when hunting on the latter's 
lands. This was aimed at pot-hunters. In parts of the 
State, mainly in the High Point and Hickory sections, 
Northern sportsmen, to a very large extent, pay the 
taxes on the lands and have all the privileges. East 
of Guilford county this is not done. The large land 
owners make things particularly pleasant for sportsmen, 
but some of the smaller ones give trouble sometimes. 
It is not permitted to ship birds out of this State. The 
law is violated by taking birds away in trunks and in 
such packages as would not be suspected to contain them. 
A number of live birds were sent to Virginia last spring. 
New Bern remains the center for the best deer shooting. 
It is said there are more wild turkeys in the lower 
Roanoke River country than elsewhere. — New Bern 
Journal. 
Rhode Island Game Fields. 
Providence, R. I., Nov. 18. — Editor Forest and Stream: 
Black ducks are plentiful in the river and bay. They are 
now shot from blinds on the river banks at night and 
by the tise of decoys. One hunting party recently bagged 
a dozen down the bay in the day time by shooting from 
a steam launch, but this method of hunting is rarely 
successful, as the game has been hunted so rnuch that it 
is very wild. 
Gray .squirrels are very plentiful in the woods of the 
easterly part of Warren and neighboring parts of Swan- 
sea. Quail are very sc^rc?, all the flocks having long 
