FOREST AND STREAM: 
[Pes. 15, iyo>. 
tically without any protection and too remote from the 
location of the present protector whose expense account is 
insufficient to permit him to travel any distance beyond 
his immediate locality. This is true of all that territory 
lying east of the Hudson River from Lake Champlain tn 
Long Island Sound, which embraces six counties. On 
account of the increased acreage of forest land and the 
/reservations made for lumbering, much time also will be 
required to prevent the inadvertent cutting of /timber 
outside of that reserved, to say nothing of the constant 
necessity for checkin.tr the general tendency of many peo- 
ple to plunder on the State land wherever an opportu- 
nity presents. 
2. Continuing the present close season for deer in the 
counties of Delaware, Ulster. Greene and Sullivan abso- 
lutely for a term of years, or. if this is not possible, then 
not allowing mere than two weeks open season in these 
counties. The State has stocked this territory with deer at 
a considerable, expense, anl the results of the work have 
been highly gratifying. The continuation of the present 
close season, as suggested, will materially aid the work 
and be beneficial to everybody concerned. 
3. Amending Section 36 of the present law so as to - 
place in the hands of the Commission the granting of 
certificates to take birds for scientific purposes, instead 
of the matter being as at present in the hands of "any 
society of natural history incorporated in the State or by 
the Regents of the University." The reason for this sug- 
gestion is that the Commission can readily ascertain 
through the protectors in their several localities the exact 
standing and the full object of persons making applica- 
tion, which Would prevent an abuse of the law that might 
very easily arise under the present system.. 
4. Establishing a system of licensing guides, thereby 
placing upon the list of those available to the public a 
much more competent class of men as compared with the 
many inexperienced so-called guides of the present day, 
who are not familiar enough with the woods to render 
efficient service. 
5. Enacting a law charging a license fee to non-resi- 
dents for the privilege of hunting" in this State, thereby 
in a measure reserving the game to the citizens of the 
State who are paying a large amount annually to propa- 
gate and protect it. This proposition may meet with some 
objection from a few hotel keepers, but it is no more than 
justice to the taxpayers who are called upon to pay a 
license in nearly every State into which they may go to 
hunt. It is particularly true of Canada, where many of 
our citizens who go hunting are compelled to pay a large 
license fee for that privilege. The revenue derived from 
this source and from the licensing of guides should be 
placed at the disposal of the Commission to further aid in 
carrying on the work of protection. 
6. Prohibiting the sale of woodcock, grouse and quail 
killed within this State, and compelling dealers who are 
handling any game from outside the State during the 
open season to keep a record and be ready at all times 
when a proper demand is made to furnish an invoice of all 
game received or sold. 
7. Repealing all supervisor laws on Long Island relat- 
ing to fish and shellfish. The Legislature should enact 
laws for that locality as it does for other parts of the 
State, By reason of the fact that the supervisors have 
been legislating independently since 1849, their laws have 
become confused, and in recent years to my certain knowl- 
edge they have not conformed to the State law. There 
is no question but that a majority of their present laws 
are in such a confused condition that they cannot be 
enforced, notwithstanding the fact that this Department 
is called upon frequently to prosecute under those laws. 
Several years ago the Legislature empowered all the 
boards of supervisors throughout the State to pass laws 
further restricting the taking of fish and game. Each 
county availed itself of this, and matters became so mixed 
up that, in 1895, the Legislature at the request of the 
general public repealed the law, except as to the power 
given to the counties of Long Island in relation to the 
taking of fish and shellfish from salt water. 
J, Warren Pond, Chief Protector. 
Lobby vs. Game Laws. 
Editor Forest and Straani : 
Every person with whom I have come in contact in the 
past six months, interested in the preservation of our 
game birds, viz : grouse, woodcock and quail, expresses hut 
one opinion, and that is. that the only way to prevent the 
extermination of these birds is to prohibit their sale. This 
is, of course, not a new remedy. Such a law has been in 
force for the past two years in Massachusetts, and one 
year in New Hampshire, and it is claimed that in the 
former State an improvement in numbers of these birds 
is already noticeable. 
Mr. Marson. of Oneida county, has offered a bill now 
in the Assembly Committee 011 Forest and Game, which 
it is believed will accomplish just what we want. The 
number of the bill is 410, Int. 386. This bill provides 
that woodcock, grouse and quail shall not be sold, or 
offered for sale, at any time or place throughout the 
State. 
Now I urge every person who hunts for recreation and 
resides in the Slate of New York, to write to their re- 
spective Assemblyman and Senator and respectfully insist 
upon the passage of this bill. If this is not done, this 
most necessary and important of all amendments to the 
game laws will never get out of this committee, because of 
the powerful lobby of the cold storage interest at Al- 
bany. 
Last year I was told by one whom I have every reason 
to know knew of what he spoke, and he said the reason no 
satisfactory legislation was had was owing to the great 
influence of a deputy official with a leading official of the 
Assembly. These officials are in the same positions to- 
day that they held one year ago. 
Hence I call upon every one who would save these 
birds to write at once, as above suggested. Don't de- 
lay it. F. 
Rochester, N. Y., Feb. 8. 
Editor Forest and Stream: 
Every sportsman in this State should at once write the 
representatives of their county urging them to support 
Assembly Bill No. 410, introduced by Mr. E. M. Marson, 
to prohibit the sale of woodcock, grouse and quail at all 
times. Prompt and energetic effort on our part will secure 
the passage of the Forest and Stream Plank at this ses- 
sion. With this law in force we can stop the snaring 
and shooting of birds for market. 
But there is a hunter more skillful and relentless in 
the pursuit of game than even the snarer or market- 
shooter, one who knows no~ law, a meat hunter, who 
hunts 365 days in the year, and one whose deadliest work 
is done in the winter, during the close season. Years ago 
when the hounding of deer was permitted, large numbers 
of hounds were bred and kept in our northern tier of 
counties, and during the winter great sport was had in 
hunting the fox, but since the hounding of deer was 
prohibited, few dogs arc kept, and the foxes are increasing 
to such an extent as to become a serious menace not 
only to our game, but to the poultry interests as well. 
There are few farmers in northern New York who cannot 
testify against this sly marauder, who at early dawn raids 
their poultry yard for his breakfast. Their favorite bird 
seems to be the young turkey, and so numerous and de- 
structive has the red fox become in this section that 
many farmers have given up the attempt to raise an)' 
turkeys at all. I have talked with a great many farmers 
on this subject, and all are willing to help us to extermi- 
nate this pest. 
The law protecting foxes from May l to Sept. 30 should 
be repealed and a bounty of one or two dollars pa d f n 
each fox killed in this State. There is no questi m hn 
that more grouse will be killed by the foxe? duri-i/ ; h 
close season this winter than were killed by the hun u" 
during the open season last fall. W. H. Tau.ot. 
Watrnt jwn, N. \ r ., Feb 8. 
Hunting with Henry Braithwaite. 
III. — The Land of Increasing Game. 
The Moccasin Lake shanty, like Henry's home ca»ip. 
was originally built for a lumber crew. I have here- 
tofore explained that all the New Brunswick wildernes. 
is held under 25-year lumber leases, so that the clearing 
of the settler does not follow the lumber camp. A spruce 
forest is little changed by the cutting out of the larger 
trees. The number cut is a very small per cent, of the 
standing trees. For a year or two the forest resounds 
to the whoops of the logging crews, and then their de- 
serted shanties become the homes of skunks and other 
wood-folk. If a fire is occasionally made in one of these 
camps, so that the logs are dried out, it will stand for 
years. But if dampness is allowed full sway, the struc- 
ture soon becomes a tottering ruin. Henry has a super- 
anuated stove in the Moccasin Lake camp, and occupies 
it a few days each year. Two summers running the 
place has been devastated by a bear, which on both occa- 
sions bit a hole in the coal-oil can. Henry says the 
bears are fond of coal-oil, and that when they can get 
at it, they roll in it and saturate themselves. If any of 
you come across a bear next year which has an unusually 
fine coat of hair, perhaps it will be one of the animals 
using Standard Oil Pomade. 
A large weasel, pure white in color except the tip of 
its tail, had possession of the camp when we arrived, and 
he promptly began to steal such things as he could cany 
away, and yarded them in the crevices of the logs. About 
two miles from Moccasin Lake, reached by a very hard 
trail full of fallen trees, is Reed Lake, full of trout. It 
is against the law to catch trout in November, and so we 
did not go to Reed Lake and catch a few through the 
ice; and the weasel did not come out at night, pull the 
cover off the tin pan containing the fish, and carry the 
trout up between the logs of the double roof, in spite of the 
profance efforts of Charles Cameron, the finest cook in 
New Brunswick, to rescue them. These things did not 
happen, because it is against the law to catch a meal 
of trout in November, in a lake that is never fished, 
seventy-five miles from the settlement. 
It was at the Moccasin Lake camp that we caught 
the gorby in the box-trap. His bill had been partly shot 
off by a member of one of Hen^'s earlier fall parties. 
We kept him in the camp and fed him, and he might 
have become sociable in time; but Charlie Cameron had 
a steel trap set under the table for a thieving red squirrel, 
and the poor gorby, with the fatal curiosity of his hi ml, 
had to get into the trap, and that was the end of him. 
It was near this camp that the moose was killed earlier 
in the season by the gentleman who, having lost five 
wounded with a small bore, concluded to try the. Snider, 
and brought the moose to his knees with one shot. 
While they were skinning this moose, a very large one. 
that Henry has tracked many times, came out of the 
bushes close by. The gentleman, having killed his 
moose, would not fire at the monster. We saw the big 
track in the snow, when we were there six weeks later. 
Next year the moose will be bigger still, and someone 
can have a day's excitement following a giant track, 
and not getting a sight of the maker of it. 
Charlie Small wanted to get a deer, so we took a long 
circuit that would cover some hardwood ridges, intend 
ing to bring up at the home camp that night. We 
climbed up and up, till finally we reached the very top 
of a mountain from which, as the trees were not very 
thick, we could see a good deal of horizon. Nothing but 
mountains, a sea of forest tossed into wave on wave.' 
Henry blazed the topmost. tree on four sides, "so that 
if he' ever came there again, he would remember he had 
been there before." He said if he had time he would like 
to climb a tree, just to look around. Henry is a great 
climber. Some years ago he and Arthur Pringle put in 
a winter trapping on the Patapedia, a branch of the 
Restigouche, in Quebec. They went into a wilderness 
absolutely strange to them, and by climbing trees, tak- 
ing the bearings of distant landmarks by compass, and 
following out the directions thus determined, they laid 
out trapping lines and soon became familiar with the 
country. You couldn't lose Henry if you dropped him 
from a balloon on the east side of Hudson's Bay. He 
would climb a tree and get his bearings in a few minutes. 
Dan Lynch, one of the greatest lumber cruisers in New 
Brunswick, is also a great tree-climber. When he sees 
timber he never knows it is time to make for camp. One 
day last winter Dan was out looking for spruce over to 
ward the Gulquawk, and had Jack Spencer along with 
him. About half past two in the afternoon, when there 
was not more than an hour and a half of good daylight 
kit. Lynch clapped on the climbing irons and went up a 
big white spruce'. What he saw from the trectop pleased 
him greatly, and he called down: "Jack, watch where 1 
throw this club." Down came a stick in the direction 
of a newly discovered bunch of standing timber. Spen- 
cer, who had an eye to comfort, noticed with displeasure 
that the direction of the find lay far from camp, and lie 
knew Lynch's enthusiasm might keep them out all night. 
So. while Lynch clambered down, he picked up the stick 
and carried it where it would do the most good. When 
Lynch reached the ground he carefully took the bearing 
of the stick, and the two men started through the track- 
less woods. An hour later they came into the door-yard 
of Manly Black's camp. Dan stopped and eyed Spencer 
with sorrow and reproach. "Jack,'' said he, sadly, "f 
never throwed that club this way, never in the world." 
1 suppose it was because we were looking for deer I 
to-day, but I never saw such a mess of moose tracks be- 
fore. The whole country seemed a vast mooseyard. 
"Look there," gasped Charlie, as we poked along the ' 
r dge. There stood a two-year-old moose, about forty 
fie from us, his nose outstretched, his eyes almost pop- 
ping from lvs head. He stared as if he had never seen 
sHch creatures as ourselves before, and I think he never ( 
had. Anyway, he showed no proper spirit of self-, 
preservation. It was only after he had strained his neck 
looking at us that he turned and, trotted off, lifting his 
shoulders and legs twice as high as was necessary. But 
Miat same habit of high-stepping helps the, moose over 
fallen trees and through the snow. 
It was on this day that one of the most remarkable 
hunting episodes of my life occurred. We were com- 
pleting our circuit and coming toward the home camp, 
tramping slowly through the soft ankle-deep snow. The 
woods were of the deceptive sort that seem more open 
than they really are. Henry and Charlie saw a deer lying 
on the far side of a fallen tree-top. Charlie shot, and I 
saw the deer tearing through the woods. Willing tCp.i 
lend a helping hand, I elevated the two-bushel gun, and 
shooting ahead of the flying animal, saw it collapse in 
a heap. But Charlie also banged away, and I could not 
see why he was shooting when the deer was down. 1 
"There he goes, but he's hit." said Charlie. "He's down 
over here," said I. Then Henry, who had gone to the 
tree-top, began to laugh. The deer at which Charlie shot 
had never got up. The one I knocked down was a deer 
we had not seen at first. So we had two and didn't 
know it. 
"But this isn't the way he went," said Charlie, as he ! 
loked at my buck with the half-gallon hole in his side. 
"The deer I shot at went off over there." Henry, and 
Charlie went to look, and there were tracks about twenty 
feet apart. The fourth jump or so there was a spurt of 
hlood on the snowy bushes, and a hundred and fifty yards 
from the place where the trouble began we found a third 
deer, with two clean-cut little holes in his sides, one ; 
where the hollow-point smokeless .375 went in, the other 1 
where it went out. We had killed three deer in the .im ! 
nocent effort' to get one. The bushes were, just thick 
enough to hide each of the running bucks from one of 
us. "It's funny how they will run in the way .of the . 
bullets sometimes." said Henry in mild sarcasm, remem- 
bering how I had missed the standing buck a few days,,- 
before. . 
This curious episode is a fair illustration of the change, 1 
that has come about in the New Brunswick woods in 
the past five years, in reference to deer. , In all his woodm: 
land experience, covering more than forty years, Henry ■; 
never shot but one deer, and until lately a deer track- 
was a rarity in the wilder parts of the woods. While " 
the moose and caribou have been very plentiful, deer 1 
were remarkably scarce. Now the bears and lynxes, the 
natural enemies of the deer, are pretty well thinned out, 
and the hunting is not enough to reduce their numbers 
Henry says he always regrets to see a doc shot, but he 
realizes that the-kHHogof a few bucks is not ' likely to 
prevent the present increase from continuing. 
We had now more meat than even six voracious men 
could use oil the remainder' of the trip,, and So after Jer ry 
and Theodore had dressed 'it and- brought it in, > -it, was 
hung where it would freeze, ■ and be 3 ready for Henry's 
use during his trapping this winter.. ; 1 
The day after the activity in accidental bucks ■■ we left 
the home camp, and countermarched via the Crooked^ 
Deadwater, Indian Lake, and the ponds which form the 1 
head of Rocky Brook,- to an old driving camp on that;' 
stream where Ambrose had agreed to meet us with the 
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At the Crooked Deadwater camp, where we stayed one 
night, we heard choppers going by from their shanty at 1 
the dam, long before daylight. They stopped and ad- 1 
mired the heads, and then went on their way to their 
work, three or four miles' walk: It does not seem as 
though there was much in it for these young fellows — 
about $20 per month for turning out and eating break- 
fast while it is pitch dark, then walking over a rough 
path through the snow, so as to be at the foot of the ' 
tree as soon as it is light enough to see to chop; working I 
till it is too dark to swing an ax, walking back to camp, \ 
getting supper, grinding their axes, and dropping into 
dreamless oblivion till the call for breakfast. Hard as 
that condition seems, Kelly's camp at the dam was full 
of youngsters, some of them not over fifteen years old, 
who seemed as proud as peacocks at the fact that they 
were doing men's work. Years ago there used to be con- 
siderable moose-killing to furnish meat for the lumber 
camps after the snow got deep. But now that is all -done 
away. Cattle are driven in regularly, and killed at the 
camps. This furnishes a reliable supply, and the boss 
lumbermen do all they can to assist in the enforcement ' 
of the game laws. 
Probably the Indians were once the greatest menace 
to the future of the moose in New Brunswick. About 
two miles back of Little Souwest Lake, Henry once< 
showed me an enormous mass of mouldering moose hair, 
scattered over, as much ground as a fair sized house 
would cover. This had evidently been there a very long] 
time; and Henry told me it was where an old Indian 
