Forest and Stream, 
A Weekly Journal of the Rod and Gun. 
Copyright, 1900, by Forest-and Stream Publishing Co. 
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NEW YORK, SATURDAY, AUGUST 18, 1900. 
( VOL. LV.— No, T. 
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A CONTRAST. 
Take the case of the angler who chafes under the re- 
straints of his work until he can get away, who has his day 
or week of fishing, and then returns and takes up the 
grind again. Suppose he had a month or six weeks of 
it, would he find the same zest in casting his flies in 
the la,st week as in the first? This much at least may be 
said, that as fishing and shooting are occupations so com- 
plex and with elements so diverse, the satisfaction of them 
is likely to endure for a longer time than of any other 
branch of sport. Age cannot wither nor custom stale their 
infinite variety. 
If we would appreciate how sane and rational are the 
sportsman's pursuits of rod and gun, we must contrast 
them with the common amusements affected by great 
masses of mankind. Consider as an example ready at 
hand the diversions so popular at the Bowery end of 
Coney Island — one of the playgrounds of Greater New 
York. Here is a vast congeries of cheap hotels, bathing 
establishments, iron piers, drinking saloons, clam chowder 
"joints," dancing pavilions, merry-go-rounds, roller 
coasters, chutes, aerial railways, restaurants, gambling 
dens, Ferris wheels, palmists' "parlors," fortune tellers' 
tents, female beauty shows, more gambling dens, variety 
entertainments, song and dance halls, pornographic penny 
peep shows, open air games of chance, peanut, popcorn and 
candy stands, penny-in-the-slot weighing machines, wild- 
man-from-the-Philippines fakes, exhibitions of micro- 
cephalous idiots, Japanese jugglers, Egyptian dancing girls. 
Wild West shows. Frankfurter sausage grills, trained ani- 
mals, racks of cat effigies for target ball throwing, rifle 
shooting galleries, lung testers, astrologists' booths, lifting 
machines, lecture platforms, sledge-hammer muscle tests, 
ring pitching banks, Punch and Judy shows, clam and 
lobster counters, pretzel peddlers, electric light photograph 
galleries, freak shows, flying horses and catch-penny de- 
vices without number. The air is rent with the cries of 
huckster-voiced "barkers," the strident shrieks of the 
calliopes, the rattle and bang and roar of the roller 
coasters, the ear-piercing whistle of the peanut ovens, the 
crash of hammers, crack of rifles, thump of target balls, 
discord of brass bands, falsetto of black songsters, beating 
of drums, and the confused din and hurly-burly and up- 
roar of rival stand keepers bawling to the multitude. And 
it is a multitude indeed. Tens of thousands of people 
visit Coney Island on a week day and a hundred thousand 
on a Sunday, to plunge into the vortex, emerge and go 
home fully persuaded that they have had a good time. 
But what would be the efi^ect of subjecting a Coney 
Island holiday maker to a continuous term of a fortnight's 
participation in the seaside diversions which for an hour 
or an afternoon he appears so thoroughly to delight in? 
Compel him for two weeks to ride on the roller coasters, 
throw the target balls at the cats, imbibe schooners of 
froth, shoot the chutes, ride on the merry-go-rounds, listen 
to the vacuities of the vaudevilles, gaze at the muscle 
dancers, spin around on the aerial railways, weigh himself 
on the slot machines, contemplate tie wild Philipptno de- 
vouring his chunk of raw meat, study the idiot in its cage, 
test his lungs, have his fortune told, the lines of his hand 
read, his horoscope calculated, pound with the sledge ham- 
mers, have his picture taken by electric light, peep at the 
pornographic photographs, lunch on the Frankfurter 
sausages, hear the falsetto singers, ride on the flying 
horses, attend the beauty shows and the Wild Wests and 
the Japanese juggling performances and the snake 
charmers and the monster the only one of its kind ever 
caught alive— let him do all these things every day. or do 
any one of them all day, for two weeks, what would he 
think of it at the end of the term? It is reasonable to 
conclude that if he came out of the experience with 
faculties so far preserved as to make a coherent state- 
ment, he would declare that as for him he }ia(^ lia4 enough 
of the Coney Island recreation to last him a lifetime, even 
to the one hundred and nineteen years of the late John 
Gomez. . 
When one contemplat^ the pleasure making of the 
multitude at the shore, how sane and sensible in contrast 
are the sports of forest and stream. 
Of a contest between incendiaries of the woods on the 
one side and an organization of 200,000 women on the 
other side, the event should not iii doubt. 
The Minnesota National Park will be achieved if only 
the public shall be educated to an understanding of what 
it means for the generations of to-day and to-morrow, 
W. P. GREEN OUGH. 
We regret to announce the death on Aug. 3 of W. 
P. Greenough, Esq., Seigneur of Perthuis, Quebec. The 
■end came at his fishing chateau on Lac Clair in the midst 
of the virgin forest where he most loved to live. 
Mr. Greenough was a frequent contributor to Forest 
AND Stream. He wrote as G. de Montauban, having 
taken the name of one of his beautiful lakes. Lac 
Montauban. 
On the death of his father about fifteen years ago, Mr. 
Greenough retired from business in Boston and under- 
took the care of the estate in Canada. This seigneurial 
estate consists of over one hundred square miles of 
spruce forest. It is a sporting paradise. The numerous 
lakes and rivers are the home of the trout, and caribou 
roam at will over the undisturbed forest. The hospitality 
■of the fishing camp at Lac Clair will not soon be for- 
gotten by many people in both the United States and 
Canada. The camp laws were: 
Les caprices des femmes. 
The game laws. 
The Ten Commandments. 
Mr, Greenough was a rare raconteur and an ardent 
lover of local traditions, history and folk lore. He would 
drive a day's journey for a good story. To preserve the 
tone and style of some very old French-Canadian stories 
he had them successfully recorded on the graphaphone. 
He was a great admirer of French-Canadian life and 
character. The beauties of life in the Province of Quebec 
are well told in his books, "Canadian Folk Life and Folk 
Lore." 
Mr, Greenough will be missed by the friends of sport, 
game preservation and forestry, and by many people in all 
conditions of life to whom he has shown kindness and 
hospitality. 
" 'Tis winter; thicker on the lakes 
Their frozen fetters grow; 
The myriad life that summer wakes 
Is buried deep in snow; 
Still come, let's go, 
'Le bois est toujours beau,' " 
THE TORCH AT LEECH LAKE. 
The recent excursion of delegates from the Milwaukee 
meeting of the Federation of Women's Clubs into the 
proposed National Park region of northern Minnesota 
resulted in the discovery of what appears to be a diabolical 
plot on the part of the lumbermen to get control of the 
territory by ravaging it with fire and thus acquiring it 
under the provisions of the iniquitous "dead and down 
timber" law. The facts are given in a letter written by 
Mrs. Lydia P. Williams, President of the Minnesota 
Federation of Women's Clubs, to Mr. Charles Cristadoro. 
Landing at a point on Leech Lake to walk across and 
meet the steamer on the other side, Mrs. Williams and 
companions made discovery of a kerosene torch which had 
been used very recently to burn a fine group of pines. The 
following day another torch was found; and Mrs. 
Williams writes, "When I commented on the startling 
discovery of this criminal act to a resident standing by 
when we landed at Walker, the reply was, 'Oh, yes, your 
find is not a rare one. The lumbermen intend to have the 
pine on this reservation if they fire the forests to get 
it, and then th^'ll give you women the land for a park.' " 
. This indicates the nature of the opposition to the estab- 
lishment of the park. Those who are fighting the proj- 
ect are a few lumbermen who want to get the lumber, and 
leagued with them the gin mill and brothel keepers and 
gamblers who prey on the lumber- jacks and the river 
drivers. It is the few against the many. The interest of 
private greed against that of the people at large. 
Mrs. Williams gives as the verdict of the visiting dele- 
gates from the Federation of Women's Clubs— and they 
represent a membership of 300,000 in the various" States 
a resolution that "The pine growths of these reservations 
should be preserved as a proper setting and outline for 
the magaificent lakes they border, an object lesson in 
forestry and a Nattonal Park," 
SNAP SHOTS. 
That Maine man who, as Special tells us, would have 
the game laws repealed and the sportsmen kept out of 
Maine as immoral persons, must have been unfortunate 
in his opportunities of observation or else have viewed 
the man of rod and gun asquint. There are, it is true, 
numerous persons who go down to Maine under pretense 
of fishing or shooting, for the main purpose of having a 
spree ; indulge in a prolonged drunk themselves and cor- 
rupt natives with whom they come in contact. Such men 
may call themselves sportsmen and may be regarded as 
sportsmen by the people among whom they go. But no 
intelligent citizen of Maine, we trust, would think of 
accepting such persons as typical of the sportsman's class 
or in any fair sense representative of it. There are black 
sheep in every flock; but the hundreds and thousands of 
visitors from other States who have been resorting to 
Maine for the last quarter-century for fishing and shoot- 
ing have not been of a character to give ground for just 
imputation upon their respectability or morality. 
The time has gone by when slurs on the expeditions 
of sportsmen could find reason in wilderness sprees, 
There was a period when it was a common custom to go 
into the woods under pretense of fishing, but with the 
real purpose of a debauch, and when the bottle and demi- 
john and keg were the chief factors of the luggage. 
There are such expeditions to-day. But reckoning the 
grand total of outings, the sprees are a negligible part of 
them. The average camper of to-day conducts himself 
in this regard in the woods just as he does at home. 
Dr. J. S. Palmer, Assistant Chief of the Biological Sur- 
vey, is engaged in an investigation of the merits of .the 
Belgian hare as an addition to our American catalogue 
of domesticated animals, and perhaps of wild animals, if 
it shall breed in a wild state. The hare-breeding industry 
was started in California less than two years ago by the 
importation of stock from Europe; it struck the popu- 
lar fancy and has been developed at a marvelous rate. 
The promoters of the industry claimed that the hare 
would be a valuable product for food and for its fur, from 
which is made the felt of felt hats. But so popular has 
the fancy proved that the breeding animals have com- 
■ manded high prices for stock purposes, and to-day the 
hare ranks in price with the favored breeds of dogs and 
choice strains of poultry. The fad is spreading. 
Dr. Palmer's investigation has for one of its purposes a 
determination of whether the Belgian hare, if it were to 
escape from captivity and breed in a wild state, would 
prove a menace to agricultural interests, as the wild rab- 
bit has done in Australia and New Zealand. One con- 
sideration in the problem, and a most important one, is 
the fact that the Belgian hare has a value for meat and 
skin ; and no creature wJiich thus invites pursuit is likely 
to prove a nuisance. If the hare shall ever become wild 
in this country breechloader and factorj^-loaded ammuni- 
tion may be depended upon to keep it within bounds. 
Some of the Long Island coast salt-water fishermen who 
discovered a new pocket of bass and fluke and porgies 
the other day had famous fishing until the market fisher- 
men observed them, and in their smacks descended upon 
the hole and cleaned it out. The ruin of the spot as a 
resort for pleasure fishermen has greatly incensed the 
local boatmen and others, who have seen not only the 
fishing destroyed but their own profitable occupation 
gone as well; and they have been discussing the prac- 
ticability of forbidding market fishing. As a considera- 
tion of dollars and cents, the pleasure fishing by amateurs, 
who pay generously for board and boats and bait and 
often give the bulk of their bass away, is worth vastly 
more to the residents than any commercial fishery could 
ever be. If there were a practicable way to confine fishing 
to fishinig for sport, these people would 4o so prurely for 
business reasons. It is the fishing which pays them 
