£>KC. 15, 1900.'! 
CHICAGO AND THE WEST. 
Game Law Violations Around Chicago. 
Chicago, 111,, Dec. 8. — There are a good many varia- 
tions to the oJd time proverb, which Siatcs tha. the way 
oi the transgressor is hard, if there is any s^ort 01 person 
entit.fcd to tlie name ol transgressor, it should surely be 
the man who sells game lUegally, or ships it illegally. 
Ordinarily this sort of a transgressor is disgustingly rich, 
fat and contented, as arc a gooU many other law Dicarcers. 
Once in a wliiie, however, Ins way gets just a little hard. 
It is this week just a little hard lor a tew persons aown 
in ihe lower part of this State who have been trans- 
gressing the august statutes made and provided in the 
case of Ill.nois game. Warden Loveday and his deputies 
have rounded up half a dozen of old-time law breakers, 
and thanks to the virtue of the Lacey law, are mighty 
apt to talce them down the road to the extent of a heavy 
fine. 
The scene ©f this little drama is laid in Franklin county, 
the county seat ol which is i^enton. Up to this time it 
has been an impossibil.ty to get a conviction in that 
county, for as the State Commissioner says, the judge, jury 
and everybody else down there makes a living at market 
hunting. Ihcy run a trust, which is an air-tight 
monopoly, and no wardens need apply. As to the actors 
in this little drama, they are of two sorts. The game 
warden b'esses them both, him that gives and him that 
takes. The ones that take are certain commission" houses 
we 1 known on the street in St. Louis. The other classi- 
fication of ihe dramatis personje is a bit more vague, and 
indeed is shown upon the records sometimes only in 
numbers, and not as men. 
The records of the express company's book show that 
a box was sent to W. P. Kessler, of St. Louis, by "No. 
527," of Christopher. 111. Otto Schumacher, of St. Louis, 
also rece ved a box from '"T. T. G.," of Galatea, 111. 
Tempieman & Co., of St. Louis, received a pail from 
"S. t). D.," l\Tulkeytown. 111. Otto Schumacher received 
a box from "George Bailey," of Parish, and a so one form 
"J. Louis." of Parish. The Missouri Poultry and Game 
Co. got a box from "E. S.," of another little town in this 
same reg on. 
Now it will be remembered that Missouri is one of 
the only two Western States where the law does not for- 
bid the export of game from the State. It may be seen, 
however, that St. Louis does not depend upon Missouri 
for all her game. Some of the best shooting country for 
small game in all the West may be found in lower Illinois, 
and S:. Louis reaches out for this game, gets it into her 
game coffers, and after that it is not illegal to ship it out 
of the State. 
These St. Louis dealers try to protect iheir shippers 
in this nefarious trade. Thus I .saw to-day a shipping 
tag of Timken & Co., St. Louis. The address of the firm 
was printed on one side. Upon the other side, stamped in 
large red figures, evidently by the firm which printed the 
card, was this number, "2689." Th's number means 
not a number, but a man, some law breaking man who is 
shipping game out of the State of Illinois. The express 
companies know who this man is. Under the Lacey law 
they w 11 be compelled to stop this sort of thing, and to 
have these packages plainly marked. 
Indeed, all the above packages were marked plainly. 
Each and every one of them was marked as containing 
"rabbits," and each and every one of them did contain 
rabbits. Aber, as they say in St. Louis, thev also mn- 
tained quails, packed down in the middle of the rabbits, 
These parties who did the shipping are going to be un- 
covered, and there will be an at empt made to see how 
profitable it is to boldly violate a statute of the United 
States. It is sincerely to be hoped that the hand of the 
law will fa'l heavily upon them, for it is not their first 
offense, and they are deliberate violators. 
As another instance of the fact that the transgressor 
sometimes does not live a life of which the sole ingre- 
dients are beer and skittles. I may instance the case of 
Sharron I. Hooks, of W'elton, 111., who on the thirtieth 
day of last month tangled up with Depu'y D. Loveless. 
The latter took Mr. Hooks before Justice J. B. Jones, of 
Effingham, and the latter soaked Mr. Hooks an even 
$200, with costs. Mr. Hooks pleaded guilty to eight 
birds sh'pped illgally. In all 177 quail were found in his 
possession. He was rot fined for the whole 177. but it 
is thought that the setback of $200 will, for the time, as 
it .were, put him out of commission. 
There are all sorts of ways of smuggling game. The 
old dodge of sewing quail up in rabbits is not good any 
longer, and -the poultry, butter or egg label is no longer 
held sacred by the deputy wardens. What should a poor 
law breaker do, for instance, if he had a couple of deer 
which he wanted to send down out of the State of W^is- 
consin to the Chicago market? The answer to this ques- 
tion is different according to the different' intellectual 
possibilities of the different law breakers. One of the 
latter gentlemen, supposing that the somber traopings 
of deai-h would be respected by the wardens, and having 
himself no reverence for things sacred, last month packed 
a couple of deer in a coffin, and in this way sent them 
through to Chicago. This matter was kept quiet for 
awhile by Warden T-oveday, as he told me at the time he 
wanted to try to catch the man who made th's shipment. 
At this writing he has not been caught, and th^re is no 
reason why the news should not be printed. The name 
of this law breaker is not yet known. He should cer- 
tainly be caught and given a taste of the Lacey law. 
This mcnsuro c3n be m.-^de a most effective ore. and it 
is 10 b*" hoDP'l that it w'll soon have an executive force 
bnck of -t which will make bu'ter par's and coffins obiects 
of greater veneration than thev are at oresent with a 
certain class of onr esteemed Western citizens. 
The Quail Situation* 
For once in a w.iy the prophets were right in_ regard 
to the quail crop, and they continue to be r"ght. There 
never was such a lot of quail known in this country as 
we a!;e mw havir!?. ; The best of the .^hooting seems to 
be ih the lower third of Tll'nois and T^f^l^^a. u""e" Tn- 
d'ara hpinor rathpr bp+ter than upoer I"i"ois. Big bn^s 
of nuail cea.^'" to be of interest here Chicap"0. as nearly 
ever>' <^"e who roes o^t is sucr-pccfn] o-et'irE' a mVe 
lo\ IVpssrs. I. H. Ambers' and Pil'v Cntler camp h^r]^ 
early this week from g cert?iin pocket .discovered by tt^ 
FOREST AlNrr) _ STREAM* 
latter gentleman, and ihey had splendid shooting on 
the r trip. Several parties who have been out in upper 
Indiana have brought in bags of two or three dozen, up to 
four or hve dozen. I hear of good shooting at Neoga, 
also at Ram.sey, bo.h on the Illinois Central, the former 
above Efhngham, and the latter below that point. From 
the I.linois Central railroad at those points clear west to 
the Mississippi River there iS fine quad shooting, better 
than has been known for a long whiie. In Indiana, 
North Judson, Kou ts, Rochester, Hunt ngton. Ora, and 
a lot of towns in 'hat part of the country are good for 
very fair bags. The birds are now getting big and str6ng 
and they fly much better than they did at the beginning 
of the season. 
Ducks. 
Everything is reversed on the duck question out here. 
We are just beginning to have our duck season, long 
after it should be closed. Word just came up yesterday 
from Koutts, on the Kankakee, that the ducks are in 
there, and are due to s ay until it freezes up. Reports 
form English Lake, on the same stream, are also favora- 
ble. Mr. A. M. Fuller, of the English Lake Club, went 
down th s week to sec what he could do, and he is very 
apt to get some shooting. While nothing very satisfactory 
is coming up from Hennepin Club, it would seem that 
there ought to be good shooting in that part of the 
Illinois River Val'oy. Most of the late flight seems to be 
made up of mallards, and one would not wonder if some 
of the be^t fun of the season was yet to be had by the 
duck shooters. 
Inadvertencies. 
Once in a while such a thing as an inadvertency gets 
into the best of families or newspapers. This is why 
editors are not responsible for the views of their corre- 
spondents. If they were, the newspaper world would be 
just a trifle checkered. A friend wri.es me regarding 
the statement of a writer who remarked upon Michigan 
fishing and shooting matters last week in Forest and 
Stre.-\m: 
"Please look at the article headed 'Michigan Season,' 
page 451, i.ssue of Dec. 8. This writer tells about someone 
having just re urned from a trip on the Manistee, Nov. 
25, and finding plenty of quail, grouse, etc., and speaks ot 
having good fishing and finding lots of speckled trout in 
Pine Creek and Bear Creek, and that he joined them 
Nov. 7 .ind went dec- shooting! Now it strikes me that 
deer shooting and trout fishing do not gO well together 
in M'chigan. 
"On the same page, under 'Food Is Scarce," is com- 
ment by Jay Beebe. It takes a sportsman to discover 
weak points in a sporting picture.' An artist once tried 
to sell me a picture of salmon angling. He went into 
ecs asies over it, of course, and he did not know, probably, 
that I knew more about salmon fishing than he did. 
When I called his attent'on to the fact that the foliage 
Avas that of autumn, the leaves were red and golden, and 
that salmon fishing was a June sport, he did not know 
what to say. It is like the picture the small boy makes 
of a steamboat, with the flag pointing in one direction 
and the smoke from the smokestack going in .the opposite 
direction. And this, Sott of thing is not confined strictly 
to the small boy." 
Dead and Down. 
It is stated that the proposed cutting of timber on the 
Minnesota Indian reservations is not to be conducted in 
a fashion detrimental to the interests of the Indians 
themselves. Capt, Mercer, the agent at Leech Lake, says 
that the cutting is all to be done by the Indians them- 
selves, and that the cutt:ng will be confined to the really 
dead or down timber, and no green pine will be cut. It 
is, however, admitted that contracts were made in ad- 
vance with some of the big lumber firms at about $5 a 
thousand, this to apply to the logs after they are banked 
and scaled. These big firms have made advances against 
the expense of cutting the timber. 
WHien it comes to getting around the Minnesota lumber- 
man, you will need .o get up early of a morning. Now, 
they are after that Ind an pine, and they are going to 
get it one way or another, fair or apparently fair, foul or 
really foul. This time they are operating under great 
stress of sympathy for the poor red man. Like enough 
the la ter would be glad to cut off all the timber on the 
reservations if it paid him. a little cash at the time. The 
aforesaid red man was never renowned for his foresight 
any more ihan the lumberman was famed for his be'ng- 
behind- sight. After the timber is gone, . by hook, or 
crook, methinks the lumberman will look at his gallery 
of family portrai s and smile an ate-the-canary smile, and 
order a life size of himself, shown as in the celebrated 
canarv act aforesaid. This is a red hot country, and the 
\Vest is strictly in the game. 
i^- A Nebraska Outing, 
Mr. John W. Carpenter, of Whitman, Neb., writes 
entertainingly about sport in his part of the world, and 
perhaps readers may like to paste bis address in their 
hats. He says. "W^e have had fine shooting in this part 
of the northwest this fall. There was plenty of grouse 
to shoot, and ducks by the thousand, mostly mallards, but 
plenty of other kind. I saw a good many canvasbacks. 
My son George and myself went north from; Whitman 
on B. & M. R. R. in Nebraka.- about forty miles, and had 
good sport. We were gone from home about ten days, 
and had a good fme. and bagged thirty-seven grouse, 
forty-one teal (bluewing), twenty-six mallards, three 
canvasbacks and seven other duck — I do not know their 
name, and I cannot describe them so you could know 
what they were. They were not quite as larsre as mallards 
and were darker. Saw about fifty swan and perhaps one 
thotisand geese, but got no geese or swan. There have 
not been marv snorsmen f-om the East out this way. and 
I would like to have some of them come out here and trv 
this part of the countrv. I have never used decoys, Pnd I 
believe anv one using them wou'd have srood luck. T'lere-. 
is good shooHrer here i" the spring, but do not beheve 
in .<-"rin!? shoot'ng myself. 
"Would vou be so 'Hrid as to <ar:ve me the a-^dress of 
t'-e r^^n i^-lio wrote 'Throneh tbe Pp'-sonao'e Window?' 
J would like to write him. hecpuse I think T would know 
him. T .^m afnuainted with the rart of the country he 
writes of, for I have lived here since 1872. 
U6 
"If I can help any sportsman from the East, I would 
be glad to do so." 
The Minister's First Deer. 
A well known divine of Toledo, O., Rev. Rosselot, was 
th.s fail given a vacation by his flock, and he improved 
his opportunity in a very wise way. With some trusted 
frienas he made ready and went into the far-ott country 
of Arkansas for a few weeks rest and adventure. He 
had never killed a deer, had never had experience in the 
woods. It was all new and strange and denghtlul to him. 
He had experiences which were a revelation to him in the 
ways of nature. Rested and refreshed, he went back 
home a bet.er man. He d d not preach a regulation 
sermon on the occasion of his first return to his pulpit, 
but gave his hearers a talk about his trip. All he needs 
now is an occasional copy of the Forest and Stream. 
His talk was long and enthusiastic, but one may venture 
the part of if where he told how he got his deer: 
"We had had the inflation of our hopes and ambitions 
pretty well deflated, and our balloons had been thoroughly 
punctured. But one Saturday morning, the J7th, I de- 
cided to go hunting alone, and in the beauty of one of 
the finest mornings I ever saw I walked out perhaps three 
or three and a haif miles. It was 10 o'clock. The sun was 
shining clear and warm. Suddenly I heard the brush 
cracking and the leaves rustling, and I saw coming from 
the forest to my right a fine deer, his antlers glistening 
in the sunlight. He was as sleek and glossy as those I 
had seen in the zoological gardens, and I deter-.nined that 
he should be my first deer. I waited until he reached 
an open space, -where no trees or brush obstructed my 
view, and I fired. I was certain if I had not killed my 
deer I never could kill one. But he went on as though 
nothing had occurred; he ran no faster, if as fast, after 
I had fired than before, 
'T watched my prize disappear in the thick underbrush. 
I waited the commg of the dogs, for I thought he was 
being pursued by the hounds. But silence reigned. I 
started in the direction in which he had gone. I returned 
and commenced the tedious practice of tracking my game 
in the dry leaves. I proceeded on my hands and knees 
and succeeded in finding an occasional footstep, but not- 
one drop of blood. I had proceeded for perhaps fif.y 
yards, when I looked up to see the next footprint, when 
just before me in a little basin I saw my deer, as quiet 
as death, his eyes wide open. I had no fever before this 
time, but now I had strange feelings. I looked about me. 
I was alone. Every picture of deer I had ever seen 
seemed before me; every hunting story came back; I 
doubted my senses. I arose from my kneeling posture, 
I app.-oached s ealthily, for I had been told that they 
were dangerous as long as they batted their eyes; I held 
my gun in posit'or. to fire. I seized a horn; I shook it; 
not a motion. I placed my hand on his body. It was 
warm, and I had killed my first deer." 
The Northern Limit of the Long Trail. 
In the old days of the long trail of the cattle drives 
from the Southwest to the ranges of the North, the name 
of Geo. W. Lang, of San Antonio, Tex., was a famous 
one. He drove over all sorts of tough country, and made 
and lost fortunes in the drives to far away California, 
Utah, or what not of a cattleless country, that at the time 
seemed a market for long-horns. Lang grew old in the 
business, but at last the railroads knocked him out, as they 
did all the old drovers. He seems to have been lost to 
sight on the scenes of his former successes until lately. 
When the Klondike boom broke out and set us all crazy 
to get north to the land of sudden wealth, Lang made 
up his mind that he wouid make one more drive. Stories 
of adventure and hardihood are always met with a wel- 
come from the readers of Fore.st and Stream, who are 
of a sort blessed with a certain amount of nerve, a:s we 
may imagine: so I am sure they will like to read of the 
story of adventure Avhich followed upon poor Lang's 
ha?ty but unshakable resolution to dr.ve cattle to the 
far off gold fields of the Arctic North. He never lived 
to see his attempt concluded, but as his project marks, 
without doubt, the northernmost limit of the great hero 
trail, the glorious old l^ong Tiail of the West, the record 
of it Avouid ?eem interesting, as taken briefly from the 
Pioneer Press, of St. Paul. 
It will be observed that the route pursued is identically 
the same as that taken by the Charlie Norris party, whom 
I mentioned as going up there that same winter of 1897. 
By the wslv, and of all the more interest right at this 
juncture, is the fact that Mr. Norris is this mon.h just 
back from a second trip over that same country \vhere 
he got this time up into the Fort Graham region. Of 
that more at a later time, and now for the story of 
dauntless George Lang, who died a big death, as fitted 
the big life of an old time drover of the perilous West: 
"It was in vain that his friends and family tried to 
dissuade him. He could not believe that he was old 
and that the trail was impracticable^ — they had told him 
that about- the Nevada deserts, and about all the great 
drives he had made in the past. 'This will be my last 
drive,' he told a friend as he stepped on the train at Los 
Angeles in the fall of 1897. 'After this I shall settle down 
to a quiet life.' Such was to be the crowning feat of a 
life of adventure. 
"In the early winter of 1897 he reached Edmonton and 
proceeded to buy up a herd of fifty oxen, a dozen or more 
horses, and a stock of provisions intended to last the 
party until they reached their destinat'on. Early in Feb- 
ruary, 1898, he was ready to start. The first objective 
point was Lesser Slave Lake. To this point the towns- 
people reported that a trail had been recently put through 
much shorter than the freight road to Athabasca Landing 
and up Slave River, which had been used for years. But 
stern experience had taught the old fox of the trail that 
short cuts as a rule were disastrous, and that one will 
never go wrong hv following the old estabh'shed trails. 
Consp"ue"tly. v.'h'le the it-iexperierced multitude was 
searching for the trail tha^ di 1 not exist, and tryne: to find 
a way over tfip mountain in four feet of snow, with h.or.ses 
weakened and perishing from hunger, the Lang outfit 
with their slow-ftjoving oxen pidled into the Slave Lake 
post. 
"At this po=t many stoped a few davs to rest, hut to 
t^-e T,ano- outfit, who f'-'resaw the breaking up of Peace 
River, there was no siich Tvr»-d. Thp vprv nevf morninj? 
the oxen were yokpd to their hpnv'lv laden sleiphs. and 
started over the trail to Peacg River 'Landingj mghty-d?? 
