Jan. 20, 1900.1 
FOREST AND STREAM. 
this time had swelled the small creeks into rivers, and 
the sloughs into lakes, until the whole country west of 
the levee seemed to be one vast body of water. Holding a 
council, we agreed to break camp. 
The people one meets here, although a little rough, are 
friendly and sociable, and it has always been our ex- 
perience that if a man is friendly he will always have 
friends. It has always been our custom to furnish the 
neighbors with game, and no man goes hungry from our 
camp. 
We also can truthfully say that though we have been 
X>n several trips both north and west, never were we better 
pleased with the results, either as to people or game, than 
in Missouri and Arkansas. 
When we were at the station, and only a few minutes 
of train time, we all got sight of our first bear — a big 
black fellow crossing the railroad not more than 300 
yards away. 
In the New Brunswick Moose 
Country. 
Perth Centre^ N. B., Jan. y.— Editor Forest and 
Stream: I thought I would try and write a little that 
might interest some one who knows of me and my 
hunting countr}'. I am a guide on the headwaters of the 
Tobique, Marimichi and Nepisiguit rivers. I have several 
camps situated on different branches of these rivers, and 
all of the hunters that have visited my camps returned 
home with something that carried horns, if nothing but a 
horned owl. 
The first who visited my camp on the Wapske were 
Chas. E. Wait, of Knoxville, Tenn., and Dr. W. Edward 
Halsey, of Brookliyn, N. Y. They arrived at Camp 
Comfort Sept. i, in due time to see the moose still feeding 
in the ponds and deadwaters. Dr. Halsey was first to 
bring down his moose with a .4S-70 Winchester at 275 
i'ards across a meadow. He had had the moose called in 
that night for him, but it was so dark he could not see 
ihim I so they concluded to try again. Next morning at 
•4 o'clock found them again at the meadow, with the 
birch bark horn echoing over the hills for miles around. 
It was not long before my brother Still said he heard him 
coming; and first to appear on the scene was a large cow 
moofe, the bull staying back in the woods and sending 
lier out in adA'ance to see what Avas making snch a dismal 
sound as they had heard hut twenty minutes before in that 
direction. At this time Dr. Halsey and Still were lying 
!ow behind a small bunch of spruce bushes, straining 
their eyes to see if they cquld make out any horns on this 
coAv. not over 100 yards away. All at once they could see 
the big bull coming out of the woods on the opposite side 
of the meadow. Now it was just before sunrise, and there 
was quite a fog rising, so that they could scarcely see 
Ihini ; and he came out of the Avoods and started down the 
STieadoAv to where he would get out of range. But Mr. 
Halsey Avas not long getting his sights fixed on him just 
:right and let go a 405-grain bullet that brought him to 
the ground as if struck by lightning. It was a fine shot; 
and it Avas easy to see that Mr. Halsey did not get tlie buck 
fever, as a man is likely to do. The antlers of this head 
spread 52^ inches, Avith 12-inch webs and 12 points on 
each web. This Avas shot on the morning of the loth, 
On the CA-ening of the nth Mr. Chas. E. Wait and I 
Avere at the upper end of the deadwater calling for one 
of the big fellows that Ave thought might be listening. At 
tlie end of the fourth call. Mr. Wait said he thought 
he heard something strike a tree a long way off in the 
distance, and sure enough he did. It Avas not long till 
we could hear trees cracking and his antlers rattling in the 
bushes, up on the side of a mountain half a mile off. Now 
cA^erything Avas quiet, and we thought he had stopped or 
gone back another way. We could not hear a bit of 
noise. All at once I heard a step in the Avater beloAv me, 
and looking doAvn the bank I could see nothing but the 
outlines of a moose and his antlers, which looked white. 
He Avas standing Avith his fore feet in the Avater and his 
hmd ones in the bushes. All we could see now was the 
antlers, and by the way he was smelling to get our 
wind I thought he would not be there long; so I told 
Mr. Wait he had better try it, for we Avould be likely not 
to see him again if we tried to get any closer to him. So 
.Mr. Wait let go and the moose turned and jumped back 
in the Avoods. As he did this I paddled down to where 
Hie had been, and as Ave got down there we heard two or 
ithree more jumps, and again e\'erything Avas quiet. Mr. 
Wait said that he did not think he touched him, as there 
was not one chance out of a thousand of hitting him, for 
we found the- next morning that we were 75 yards from 
the moose when he shot. I told Mr. Wait he had either 
hit him bad or never touched him, but that I thought he 
had hit him, as moose don't very often start the first 
time you shoot at them, if they are standing still and 
you don't hit them. That is my experience in moose 
hunting. 
The next morning early we came down to where we had 
been calling that night, and when we got there we found 
■a coAV in the deadwater feeding. We lay still for a while, 
as I thought that bull might be right there handy. But no 
bull showed up. So I took up the horn and gave a 
call, and as soon as I had got done calling the cow tried 
it. and I think she had lots more music in her call than I 
had in mine, for it is hard to get the tone that the 
moose has, Anyway, I thought that between the two of 
ns, if there was a bull Avithin ten miles, Ave would 
hring him. But Ave listened and could hear nothing but 
the coAV stepping around in the water. We stayed there 
Tuitil sunrise, but nothing showed itself, and the cow 
hade us good-morning and started off. We raised our 
hats to her and told her that We would be there again at 
6 o'clock in the CA-ening. 
NoAv I told Mr. Wait that he must have hit that moose, 
or we Avould have heard from him this morning. So on 
paddling doAvn to Avhere the moose had showed himself 
the night before, Ave saw hair on some of the bushes, 
and on getting out of the canoe saw lots of blood, and on 
following it up found only 2^ yards away in the Avoods our 
loose. But Avasn't Mr. Wait surprise'd on finding him. 
- out with the tape and found that the antlers spread 
53H inches, with 18 points and ii-inch Avebs. That is the 
best shot I ever saAv m.ade. 
The next to come to our camp Avas Oren Scotten, of De- 
troit, Mich. He arrived at Camp Comfort Sept. 14, m- 
tending to stop until Oct. i ; but as he only shot a 
caribou up till the first, I got him to stay ten days longer. 
While Ave Avere camping at Beaver Lake Dr. C. B. Tiley, 
of New Haven, Conn., came in to Camp Comfort on Sept. 
20, only intending to stop until Oct. i. On 
the morning of Sept. 28 he succeeded in downing his 
bull moose with a .30-40 Winchester, one shot. This 
was another fine shot. The antlers of this moose spread 
58 inches, and had 21 points and 13-inch webs. 
Next to bring down his moose was Mr. Scotten, on the 
night of Oct. 3. He let go his ,45-90, and after several 
shots doAvned his moose out in the deadwater, Avhere, 
after half a day's hard work, they managed to get him to 
the shore, but could not get him out of the Avater until 
they had cut him in two parts. Then they had a hard 
job to get him on the bank, Avhere they could skin him. 
The antlers spread 56 inches, with 18 points and 14-inch 
webs. This was a very old moo.se, as his horns were very 
rough and heavy, much different from those of younger 
moose. 
Mr. Eversley Childs, of Brooklyn, N. Y., was next to 
help keep the record up. He got the prettiest head taken 
from the Toliique this year, but it was not the largest. 
He shot his Avith a .45-70, still-hunting on Oct. 5. The 
antlers of the head spread 46 inches, with is-inch AVebs, 
12 points on each Aveb. It Avas a perfect head. Among 
others Avho got heads at my camps were C. M, Camp, of 
Brooklyn, one moose; Harry L. Parkhurst, one moose, 
one deer : Chauncey P. Williams, Albany, N. Y., one 
moo.se; E. J. Morrison, Bar Harbor, Me., one moose and 
one caribou ; Stillman Armstrong, one moose ; Chas. Vose, 
Boston, Mass., one caribou, and I got a moose, a caribou 
and a deer myself. 
I haA^e seen more moose this fall than I ever saAV be- 
fore. They seem to be increasing fast. There are lots 
of big ones left yet that I know of. Most any of the 
sportsmen Avho haA'e been to my camps say that they 
saw lots of moose and that there are some big ones among 
them. Since the season closed wardens have been sent 
up to look after the interests of the game, 
A sad fate fell upon one of the oldest trappers and 
guides on the Tobique. While trapping on the Trosers 
Lake waters, as is supposed, he took sick in his camp and 
was not able to cut wood, and so froze to death. Alec 
Ogilvie, a guide in the same country, knew of him being 
up at the head of the lake, and thought he Avould go 
up and see how he Avas. When he got up to his camp 
he found that lie Avas dead, and as near as he could tell, he 
had been dead about ten days. His name Avas Robert 
Merrithew, of Red Rapids, N. B. They had to harrl him 
six miles on toboggan to where they could get a team 
to him, Geo. E. Armstroitg. 
A Cowboy's Luck* 
In 1887 I was living on the head of the South Fork of 
the Colorado River in Avestern central Texas. I Avas em- 
ployed by a company of New York men engaged in 
raising cattle and horses, and Ave had under fence nearly 
80,000 acres, and controlled two-thirds as much more 
land adjoining our pastures. I had been on the ranch 
from the beginning of June, and had particularly devoted 
mySelf to the raising of horses in the beginning. 
While riding daily over the range, I frequently saw 
small bunches of antelope in diilerent parts of our 
pastures. There were seldom more than thirty antelopes 
in a band, and they were pretty much on the lookout for 
danger, as up to the time our land had been enclosed 
they had been subject to frequent disturbance. 
During July, iVugust and September I confined my sport 
afield to fishing for blue — or channel — catfish and OsAvego 
bass in the Kickapoo ; and very good sport it was too. In 
October the president of our company came to the 
ranch Avith his Avife. One afternoon I rode from the horse 
camp, where I made my headquarters, to the house of our 
president, Mr. O., and found that the attorney for the 
company with his wife and sister were paying a visit to 
Mr. and Mrs. O. 
As I was going away after a short call, Mr. O. said to 
me: "Harry, can't you get me an antelope ?" I had never 
tried, but was sure I could accomplish that feat quite 
easily, and said so; being only twenty years of age and 
foolish, or I should have said : "I Avill try." 
I secured a .45-90 Winchester from the house and 
mounted to ride ofi: in search of the game, and as I rode 
round the house, I found the visitors awaiting me on the 
other side, each bearing a rifle, and suggesting that I 
take plenty of guns, as I should need them. Naturally I 
Avas anxious to get my game. I was riding a two-year-old 
brown colt, which I was then breaking; and that proved 
unfortunate. 
After a ride of some five miles, I found a large band of 
antelope, perhaps si.xty-odd, on a tableland where I knew 
the antelope were likely to be. They saw me first, how- 
ever, and at a distance of a half-mile began to show signs 
of disquiet; so I dismounted, tied ray colt to a mesquite 
tree, and getting down on the ground, lit my pipe and 
waited at least an hour, hoping that the antelope would 
settle doAvn in mind. To some extent they did so, but it 
seemed to me that there were always at least half a dozen 
on the Avatch. The sun finally began to go down, and 
getting desperate, I craAvled on my hands and knees to a 
holloAV leading toAvard the band, and finally managed to 
get Avithin 300 yards of the game. The rest of the distance 
between us Avas bare of any cover, and I Avas at a loss 
Avhat to do. 
Finally, thinking of the Avay in which we have all read 
that antelope are lured to their death, I tied my red 
handkerchief around my left ankle and elevated my foot in 
a fair imitation of a semaphore. The antelope were un- 
doubtedly surprised, and to some extent curious, for they 
stopped eating and commenced a restless trotting about. 
My foot began to go to sleep, and despairing of getting a 
shot, i rose to my knees to view a long line of antelope 
leaving the country as fast as possible. 
Raising my sights to 400 yards, I fired five shots— all 
the cartridges I had— Avith no perceptible effect, as the 
antelopes were already doing their best and needed no 
encouragement. In a few minutes they vanished from 
vicAv over the edge of the hilH'^N 
Quite disheartened, I returned to my colt, and as the 
sun had about gotten out of sight, had about given up 
hope, when I thought I would follow on the track of 
the band and see how far they had run. Going to the place 
Avhere they had started, and following their tracks, I 
reached the edge of the hillside, and saw a peculiar look- 
ing object on the ground some distance ahead, probably 
200 yards aAvay, and between me and the sun. I did not 
then think what it was, but rode up to see, and found a 
fine fat doe, shot through the center of the body and dead. 
I confess that I was quite happy and satisfied, not with my 
shooting, but I had killed an antelope, and no one but 
myself kncAV how lucky I had been to do so. 
The bad luck began then, for I found that the antelope 
and I were too much for the colt to carry; so lashing the 
game on my saddle, I started on my walk home, now 
almost six miles away. Both the colt and I were glad 
when we reached our haven, and I have never before told 
of my first exhibition of skill as a hunter of the antelope. 
Harry L. Burdicic. 
BosTdN, Mass. 
CHICAGO AND THE WEST 
Movements of Western Sportsmen. 
Chicago, 111., Jan. 13. — The natural season for sport m 
this .section of the country being for the time at an 
end, our Western sportsmen are turning their thoughts 
noAvadays to the sunny Sotith. The number of winter 
pilgrims who annually go to the Southern portions of 
the country for shooting or fishing is steadily increasing. 
The two popular States just now appear to be Florida and 
Texas. There are indications that the tarpon cult is 
growing in this part of the country. Quite a number of 
our anglers outfit for Florida every winter. So far as 
I can learn, not so many of our fishermen go to the less 
famous, but better, Texas waters for tarpon fishing. But 
time Avill probably work a change in this respect. Within 
ten years we may look to see tlie Gulf coast of Texas as 
fashionable as some of the parts of fashionable Florida. 
Mr. G. Foster Ingraham, of Elliottville, N. Y., outfitted 
in Chicago this week for a trip to Florida, where he will 
spend some time. 
Mr. J. M. Roach, of Chicago, has outfitted for a trip of 
some extent, making Charlotte Harbor, Fla., his objective 
point. He is to be accompanied by Mr. F. Lyon Roach, of 
this city. 
Mr. M. O'Day is another Chicago angler who will try 
Florida scenes this Avinter. He goes to a point which I 
understand is called Useppa Island, via Charlotte Harbor. 
Mr. G. A. Otis, of Chicago, is going to Lake Worth, 
Fla., this latter point being one which is quite popular 
among our Chicago tourists. 
Dr. H. N. Bascom and Mr. Lorenzo Leland, both of 
OttaAva, 111., have outfitted for a Florida trip, with 
Magnolia Springs as the objective. 
Mr. B. N. Caldwell, of Wheeling, W, Va., has outfitted 
extensively at Spaulding's for a shooting and fishing trip 
of three months in Florida, where he will make Miami 
his headquarters. 
Mr. H. H. Rountree and wife, of this city, will leave 
within the next ten days for a trip to some Gulf point, 
probably Pass Christian, via NeAv Orleans, though they 
may select Florida as their destination. 
Mr. and Mrs. W. P. Mussey, of this city, are absent on 
a trip of some duration in Texas. They go to High 
Island, Texas, via Galveston, and stop at the Sea View 
Hotel, of Avhich mention has been earlier made in the. 
Forest and Stream. This is in an excellent shooting 
locality for ducks and snipe, and Mr, Mussey should 
meet Avith the best of sport. 
Mr, Paul North, of the Cleveland Target Company, 
Cleveland, O., spent a couple of days in town this week. 
Mr. North is looking very well indeed, and is highly en- 
thrtsiastic about the prospects for the blue rock industry 
this coming year. He goes to Mihvaukee, St. Paul, etc, 
from here on a Western trip of some extent. 
Mr. -Frank Burdo Huntington, of Milwaukee, Wis., a 
man mighty with sail and paddle, paid the Forest anb 
Stream office a very pleasant visit this week. 
Mr. John H. Mackie, of the Peters Cartridge Company 
and the King Powder Company, Cincinnati, O., made a 
pleasant call this week upon the Forest and Stream. Mr. 
Mackie is of wide experience in trade and trap matters 
in the Western country. He reports that friend Milt 
Lindsley is Avell and hearty as eA^er in the powder depart- 
ment of his house. 
More Quail Stories* 
Anent the matter of quail killing themselves by flying 
into obstacles, the following comment from Mr. W. A. 
Powel, of this State, may be of interest. He writes: "I 
saAV a quail fly against a stump and kill itself, three or four 
years ago. It was not shot at, and I was watching it to 
see it light, Avhen it hit the stump, and I went and picked 
it up, dead as a mackerel." 
Last Aveek I Avas eating dinner in New York City with 
the celebrated trap-shot, Rollo Heikes, and his friend, Ed 
Rike, of Daji-ton, O., Avho Avere feeling naturally some- 
Avhat contented because they had just Avon first and sec- 
ond in the Ncav Year's shoot on the grounds of the 
Crescent Athletic Club. The conversation turned on 
shooting topics, and Mr. Heikes told a little shooting 
which he and Mr. Rike once figured, six years ago, in 
story in Avhich he and Mr. Rike once figured, six years 
ago, in southern Ohio. 
"T hardly like to tell this story," said Mr. Heikes, "and 
in fact I had almost forgotten it, it happened so long 
ago, but my friend Rike Avill tell you that it is true, for 
he Avas my partner in this scrimmage. We were going 
out quail shooting, and were riding along the road in our 
huggy, when we saw a bunch of quail, flying close to- 
gether, light directly in a big brush pile. We thought this 
was good enough for us, and went over to the brush pile. 
We kicked and kicked, but not a bird could we put out, 
and Rike said Ave must be mistaken, and that the birds 
had gone somewhere else, though we both had seen them 
light there, and the dog was pointing as stiff as a rock. 
We tore the brush pile almost to pieces, and at last out 
went a bird, and I killed it We tore it down a little 
further, and out Avent t^'o more birds, and Rike killed fwtita' 
