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any one crossing that line would be shot. Friend Haff,who 
had been hunting mostly in that section, took a sudden 
dislike to it, and said if there was any one living there 
that felt that way, why he was not going to argue the 
matter with him, and he was not going to call on him 
mitil he received a written invitation, so he would know 
the man didn't have any hard feelings. It is strange 
what a sudden dislike one will take to a certain section 
of country. Do you know that I took such a dislike to 
that Johnson Pond section that I could not be induced 
m any way to visit it unless I had positive proof that old 
man Fountain, for such is the outlaw's name, had a dou- 
ble stroke of paral3^sis and was entirely out of ammuni- 
tion. On account of this coolness between us we never 
met. 
One of the guides, who knew the story of this outlaw, 
as he called him, said that several vears ago this man 
Fountam was with a man down on Moosehead Lake 
and saw the man receive quite a sum of money. They 
started to cross the lake together on the ice. but the man 
with the money was never seen again, though a body 
supposed to be his was found when the ice went out of 
the lake in the spring; but it could not be positively 
identified. Fountain disappeared from his usual haunts 
about this time, but a long time afterwards was seen by 
a guide who knew him where he is now living. He has 
a log cabin with port holes on everv side and keeps a 
number of rifles loaded and ready for use. In his belt 
he carries two heavy revolvers and a large knife. He 
always carries his rifle in his hand. Fie hunts and traps 
here, in this secluded place, and takes his furs across 
into Canada, which is only twenty-five miles awav, and 
trades them for such articles as he may need. I give 
you this story as it was told to me by the camp-fire glow. 
If any of the readers of Forest a.vd Stream have met 
this strange character I would be pleased to hear of it. 
One of our guides, John McNally, told me about a 
was with them said there was good hunting over in burnt 
land on Braily Brook, and he said: "You go there sure 
get moose." So when we reached the foot of Webster 
Lake, where the team met us, I talked over the subject 
with my guide, and he decided to strike across through 
the woods to Braih^' and so on around to Second Lake., 
where we would camp the next day. This vv'as hard 
traveling, but we finally reached the burnt land. This 
was a fine place to hunt, for the growth was low, and 
standing on a ridge one could see a long distance. As 
we came up on one ridge 1 saw a handsome bull moose 
standing on the next ridge feeding. Standing as he did 
broadside to me, he was a grand big mark, hard to miss 
at 40 rods. Well, it was all over in a minute. You who 
have been there know how it is. Two shots through 
heart and lungs and another to make things cock sure. 
Then handshaking, and we commenced to off with his head. 
We w^ere too far from camp (twelve miles) to think of 
carrying this head in (it weighed in the express office 
86 pounds), so we tramped on to camp. We got the 
head out the next day by taking a horse in as near as 
we could get him to it, tying a long pole on each side of 
the horse, the ends of the pole dragging on the ground; 
to this we lashed the head and so brought it out to 
camp. Here were more handshaking and rejoicing at 
my good luck, for this was another fine head, with hand- 
some horns and a full 50-inch spread. Bert Howe, of 
Howe & Kerns, of Trout Brook Farm, did all our toting 
and hauling, and we found him a courteous gentleman, 
reasonable in his charges and extremely obliging. He is 
a "square man." We arranged with him to meet us the 
next morning at Grand Lake and take us out to Pat- 
ten by buckboard. Oh, that ride over that road; will I 
ever forget it! It was up and down, over rocks and 
stumps, through mud holes over the hubs; but all things 
ha\'-e an end, and how good that comfortable bed did 
feel when we reached Patten at 10 that night. This was 
Adirondack Game. 
THE CAMP. 
cave, high up on one of the mountains that slope down 
to Allegash Lake. He said the entrance was very small 
— just large enough to admit a man crawling on hands 
and knees — but that a short distance from the entrance 
it widened and opened into a large room which con- 
nected with other rooms, all interesting, and some of 
them filled with stalactites. The explorers found one 
deep chasm which seemed almost bottomless, for they 
threw some stones in it and could hear them bounding 
against the sides for a long time; and Jack said it was 
five minutes before it struck bottom; but of course he 
was deceived by the echoes in the cavern. Jack said it 
was a mighty big hole, but he didn't think it was as 
deep as a v/ell he knew over in Canada, where a woman 
fell in and a man passing three days after heard the 
splash. If I visit the Allegash next fall I will visit this 
cave, and if I find it of sufficient importance I will let 
the readers of Forest and Stream know about it in 
detail. 
We had been hunting here nearly a week, and as our 
provisions were getting low we decided to go back to 
the main camp. So early the next morning the guides 
took our baggage and we started down stream and ar- 
rived at camp about noon. There were warm greetings 
and each wanted to know the others' experience since 
we left the week before. Our tale was soon told — lots 
of hard work, but no heads. Lehman was as happy as a 
lord, for he had secured a fine doe and a four-pronged 
buclc. Brown had a monster buck hanging near the 
camp, which he visited every few hours to admire the 
spreading antlers, and he had every reason to be proud. 
Burr had captured a grand old bull moose with a fine 
set of antlers, very even- and perfect, with a so-inch 
spread and twenty-two points. Burr had gone to Stream 
Pond one morning, and as he walked cautiously to the 
water's edge he saw his royal highness standing in the 
water not more than 100 feet away. At the second shot 
the moose reared on his hind legs and fell backward in 
the water, dead. A neck shot had done the work. 
Next day, as the wind was fair, we decided to start for 
home, so broke camp early and canoed down Chamber- 
lain Lake, which is about twelve miles. We reached the 
Thoroughfare at the foot of the lake at 12 o'clock and 
stopped there at an old lean-to and had dinner; then 
we canoed on down through Telosinnis and Telos lakes 
and night overtook us at the dam. Here we met some 
parties coming in who told us that Webster was a dry 
brook and we would have to get hauled across to Sec- 
ond Lake; so one of our guides, Thefolia Soucie, said 
he would go down to Trout Brook farm and get a 
team. To do this he had to walk thirty miles, but he 
did not seem to mind it in the least. This same guide 
a few years ago walked and ran in one day from the arm 
of Chamberlain Lake to his home in Sherman, a distance 
of ninety miles. 
While we were camped at Telos dam a party came 
along with twp moose heads, and the Indian guide who 
our last night in camp, as we could not get down the 
East Branch and had to leave our guides the following 
morning on Grand Lake. After supper we sat around 
and smoked for a while, but gloomy silence seemed to 
hang over our camp. P'inally Haft' brought out his con- 
certina, and after playing a few familiar tunes started 
that one which always touches the heart and will never 
grow old— "Home, Sweet Home." We started to sing 
it, but after the first few lines the voices began to grow 
husky and every one seemed to have something the mat- 
ter with his throat, and Half's eyes seemed to bother 
him so he could not see very well; so he laid down the 
concertina and we all strolled out in the night, each one 
with his thoughts of ''Home, Sweet Home.". 
From Patten we telegraphed to the station agent at 
Grindstone to put our trunks on the morning train, 
which he did, and the baggage master kindly allowed us 
to change our clothes in his car, for he was like all the 
other railroad employees we met in Maine, extremely 
obliging. At night we reached Boston, and the next 
morning Brooklyn, and we were home at last from our 
three weeks' hunting trip in northern Maine. 
C. A. Hall. 
Urooklyn 
Turkeys in Brush Creek Gulf. 
Bledsoe County, Term.— This is the time of the year 
when the thoughts of the sportsman turn to the leafless 
forest, where the crack of the rifle and the call of the 
turkey on the hillside are music in his ears, far sweeter 
than any of band or orchestra. Silently I crept from my 
chamber while it was yet dark, and by the time the sun 
began to peep over the eastern horizon I was far out in the 
heart of the mountains, listening for the morning call 
that wild turkeys invariably make after leaving their 
roosts and when beginning the day's search for food. 
Brush Creek Gulf is a far-famed break in the mountains, 
noted for its wildness, and as a resort of game. Far down 
the gulch I heard the swish, swish of wings, followed by 
the well-known call turkeys make when they come from 
their roost. No one btit a turkey hunter can appreciate 
the exciting anticipation of sport as I sought a place of 
concealment and brought my Winchester to bear down the 
gulch from which the game would presently come. But, 
alas, what was my disgust to hear, instead of game, a 
great haw! haw ! haw ! and coming out of the gulch was a 
party of cross-tie cutters, who had made their camp for 
that night in the gulch, and unintentionally had spoilt my 
sport for that morning. But I did not feel entirely dis- 
couraged, so I mounted my horse and went hastily to a 
distant part of the mountain, and during the day had a 
fair share of sport, as I succeeded in killing two'turkeys 
and a small doe. ^_ J. W, Drake. 
The Forest .\nd Stheam is put to press each week on Tuesday. 
Correspondence intended for pubUcation should reach us at the 
latest by MondAj and ai much earlier u practicable!. 
Mr. Frank A. Cutting^ of Boston, owner of the 
Cutting preserve in St. Lawrence county, is a man who 
takes the keenest interest in game legislation and matters 
pertaining to the Adirondack region of New York. For 
seventeen years he has visited the woods and noted exist- 
ing conditions, and his opinions are formed from mature 
observation. In the course of a conversation with a 
representative of Forest and Stream, Mr. Cutting re- 
marked that he differed with the views of Colonel Fox 
on the deer law, as expressed in an interview published 
in the issue for Nov. 11. 
"Colonel Fox believes in hounding," said Mr: Cutting. 
"He states that in his opinion every man 'should be al- 
lowed to hunt as he pleases, and that the interest of the 
deer supply would be served better by shortening the open 
season than by the present law, which forbids the use of 
dogs. 
"Now, if hounding is not detrimental to the supply, why 
is it that they have five deer in Maine to-day to one in , 
the Adirondacks? Any one who has hunted in both ter- 
ritories will admit that the deer are more numerous in 
Maine, which is a still-hunting State, acre for acre, than 
in the Adirondacks, where hounding has been in full 
swing until very recently. The Adirondacks have all the 
natural advantages to make a perfect sportsman's para- 
dise, and were it not for the use of dogs in hunting the 
deer would certainly be much more numerous at the 
present time. ' 
"There are a n.umber of reasons why hounding lessens 
the supply. For one thing, you will find a great many 
more men who will sit in a boat on a lake till the dogs 
drive a deer into the water to be killed than would ever 
think of walking a mile through the woods to get a deer 
still-hunting. Ihe hounds often get loose in winter and 
play havoc with the deer, catching them and killing them 
in the deep snow. 
"Last winter I found that the teamsters hauling bark 
on my place were taking back dogs in the woods -and 
letting them run. My man told them he would shoot any 
dogs be found. At various times recently he has shot 
three or four hounds put otit by parties in violation of the 
present law. 
"The advocates of hotmding say that running theMeer' 
doesn't hurt them, , but such a statement is contrary to 
common sense. No farmer wants his cows or sheep 
chased all over his farm by dogs ; that isn't the way the 
farmer goes about improving his stock. Dry does are 
very common in the Adirondacks, and I am inclined to 
believe the natives' statement that their barrenness results 
from hard races with the dogs the previous fall. 
"Colonel Fox says the season begins too early, and 
states that game killed in August spoils before it can be 
utilized. It cannot be taken out of the woods, of course, 
but it can be very easily kept till it is eaten. We keep 
venison for a week at a time in August by packing the 
meat in a large stone jar and covering it with salt and 
sinking .it in a spring hole. If the season is shortened at 
all, the opening should not be made later than Sept. i. 
A great many people like to take their families to the 
woods during the hunting season, and later in the year it 
is too cold and there is no bathing. » 
"In Maine the season formerly opened Oct. I, but now 
they let people kill deer by paying for a $6 license after 
»Sept. I. The venison was being eaten in September, and 
the State was not getting anything out of it, and they 
thought they might as well make it legal. 
"In the Adirondacks there is not much game shot in the 
early part of the season, and all that is killed is eaten in 
the woods. It used to be that the natives would go back 
into camp for a week in August and kill deer, and jerk 
the meat for carrying out^ but all that is done away with 
now. 
"Personally, I don't believe in jacking, but it never was 
the easy way to get a deer by this method of hunting that 
some people imagine. 
"As a matter of fact, skill of a high order is required 
to get up to a deer at night or any other time. All 
Raquette River guides ran dark, and jacks were only used 
for sighting on the deer. The boats were propelled so 
noiselessly that they passed each other at times within 10 
feet, each following the right hand bank of the narrow 
river, without attracting attention. I have been out when 
half a dozen other boats were on the river in the imme- 
diate neighborhood, and never seen one of them. The 
men in the southern part of the woods have a good deal 
to say against the men in the northern. They have no 
cow lilies there, and the deer are not so much around the 
water feeding. 
"Colonel Fox advocates a law absolutely protecting deer 
for five years. I would suggest that does be protected for 
that period. There are lots of great, big, overgrown bucks 
in our country, some of them with tracks measuring 3 
inches across, that might jnst as well be killed as not. 
The prohibition of the killing of cow moose in Maine has 
helped to increase the stock, and if only buck deer were 
killed in the Adirondacks, the hunting would be greatly 
improved. 
"The supply would also be increased if the law limiting 
the munber of deer to be killed by one man was enforced 
where the natives are concerned, as well as in the case 
of visiting sportsmen. A party of four natives this fall 
had eleven deer that they had killed hung up at their 
camp at one time. The natives also kill a great many 
fawns after the middle of September, when they get their 
fall coat and the spots disappear. They kill the does firsrif 
they get a chance, and then wait till the fawns return and 
shoot thern too-. The natives interpret the law pro- 
hibiting the killing of fawns as only applying to the animal 
in the spotted coat. This is not correct. A fawn is a 
fawn until one year old, and parties killing these fawns 
otight to be prosecuted, as a person who has any knowl- 
edge of the woods can tell at a glance that they are not 
one 3'^ear old. 
"In my opinion, the deer have been increasing in the 
Adirondacks ever since the wholesale shipment of venison 
from the woods was stopped. The different laws enacted 
since that time have all helped increase the supply, and 
the hunting is destined to improve all the time. The 
lumbermen are a factor in the increase. When the woods 
are opened by taking out the old trees, there is more un- 
dergrowth for feed and for protection for the deer, an4 
