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FOREST AND STREAM, 
[April ii, 1903. 
when feeding, but in anger. Hence the best lure is a 
pair of very large spoons, say No. 13, the gang re- 
moved from one of them and the two being used as a 
tandem. This is too heavy for casting. A pair 
of No. 8 spoons can be cast tandem, and this 
offers the best sport. Frequently the trout would 
be seen to rise from the bottom in 30 feet of 
water and strike the spoon just below the surface. 
In play these fish are a bit dull and loggy. They fol- 
low in to the boat readily enough, but when they strike 
the surface near the boat are apt to make a splash and 
a stiff run. It is necessary to gaff the fish. Mr. Stone 
says that angling after them is about as good fishing 
as fishing for muscallunge, although he does not call 
them a very game fish. 
According to my informant, there are in Munising 
Bay the two varieties of lake trout, those having white 
flesh and those having red flesh. The catches of these 
fish are enormous in the total, much of the catch being 
bought by A. Booth & Co., of this city. The 5 ^-'nd 6- 
pound trout are marketed in the cities, but the large 
ones, more especially those having pink flesh, are sent 
to the Sault or to another factory on the lake and 
made into "salmon." The innocent purchaser thinks 
that most of his Columbia River canned salmon comes 
from the Columbia River. This is not necessarily the 
case. I don't know the names of the companies can- 
ning "salmon" on the Great Lakes, but that it is done 
admits of no question. Mr. Stone says that the fish is 
very good to eat as taken fresh in Munising Bay. 
Of large experience in operating in hardwood and 
other timbers, Mr. Stone has been engaged for three 
years as director of large lumbering interests at Muni- 
sing. He says that region is full of deer and is abun- 
dant in fur-bearing animals. His men do a little trap- 
ping on the side, and there are some regular trappers 
near by. These take a good many otter. Last week a 
live fisher was brought into camp. Every year a few 
beaver are caught. These are taken alive when possi- 
ble, the Cleveland Cliffs Iron Co. having a permit from 
the State warden to trap beaver alive for their preserve 
on Grand Island, on the north shore of Lake Superior. 
Mr. Stone states that two or three beaver have been 
killed for every one taken alive, but that some of them 
have been taken over to Grand Island, and are believed 
to be there now. The company's game preserve includes 
moose, elk and other large game animals. The moose 
is supposed to be extinct in Michigan and Wisconsin, 
but this is not really the case. In Schoolcraft and Al- 
ger counties there have without doubt been two or 
three moose within the last few years; in fact, one bull 
moose was killed there not long ago. Last fall some 
of Mr. Stone's workmen saw a cow moose and called 
for Mr. Stone, who, however, got there only in time 
to see the tracks of the animal. I mentioned some 
years ago the report of a Wisconsin trapper in regard 
to seeing a cow or small bull moose in one of the 
northern counties of Wisconsin. It is generally sup- 
posed that these animals swam the river near Sault 
Ste. Marie, but this may perhaps not be the case. 
All this upper Michigan country is now under 5 or 6 
feet of snow. Mr. Stone looks hard as nails and fit to 
run for his life. He says he is good for 20 miles or so 
daily on the snowshoes, and never felt better in his 
life. He uses the web shoes when the snow is soft, 
but when it crusts resorts to the skis, and tells me 
that he has become quite proficient with the latter One 
envies him his life of regular exercise in the keen north- 
ern air. He invites all his Chicago friends to come to 
Munising in the summer time, and declares that a bet- 
ter summer place was never seen. 
No Caribou in Nova Scotia. 
I should add a word of correction, which is prompted 
by a personal letter just at hand from Mr. Frederic W. 
Jenkins, of Binghamton. N. Y. He says: "You are 
a little twisted in your story of March 14. We did not 
kill any caribou in Nova Scotia last fall, and though 
I hunted in Nova Scotia a nurnber of years, T have 
never seen one there, although it is said there are a 
few there. I never killed or saw one in that province. 
We got our caribou in New Brunswick and New- 
foundland. The fall I killed the big moose in New 
Brunswick Mr. Hotchkiss killed two caribou there. In 
Nova Scotia Mr. Hotchkiss killed two moose, Mr. 
Phelps one, and I killed the one about which you 
wrote. Mr. Phelps has hunted a great many years, but 
has, until last fall, had hard luck on the moose proposi- 
tion." E. Hough. 
Hartford Building, Chicago, 111. 
California Duck Shooting:. 
San Francisco, March 30. — Editor Forest and Stream:, 
The past season's duck shooting which closed February 
15, has been one of the best in many years. The fresh 
water birds — mallard, teal, sprig, widgeon and spoonbills 
— were unusually plentiful early in the season, but the 
preserves, with their baited ponds, had almost a monopoly 
of these birds in the neighborhood of San Francisco. The 
canvasbacks and bluebills furnished excellent shooting 
during the remainder of the winter. Owing to the fact 
that they are open-water ducks the preserves did not suc- 
ceed in killing all of them. 
Conditions are changing in California, as elsewhere; 
birds are becoming scarcer and most of the open marsh 
land in the vicinity of San Francisco Bay is being ab- 
sorbed by preserves, so that the outlook for the unat- 
tached sportsman is not particularly cheerful. The float- 
ing brush blind, moored in the open water, concealing the 
hunter's boat and surrounded by a large stool of decoys, 
is a recent innovation on our bay, and has been wonder- 
fully successful during the past season. Bags of from 20 
to 40 "cans" and bluebills have been taken regularly 
throughout the season, within an hour's travel of San 
Francisco, from these blinds ; so the "outsider" still has a 
chance to have a little sport without being compelled to 
buy it at a price which is prohibitive to the man in or- 
dinary circumstances. 
Public sentiment in favor of game protection is yearly 
becoming stronger in California, and many wise laws 
protecting game and fish have recently been added to our 
statutes, and there is yet hope that we may stop the in- 
discriminate slaughter of our game and fish before it is 
entirely exterminated. F. E. B. 
Game Legfislation at Albany. 
Albany, N. Y., April 4.— But few game bills received considera- 
tion by the Legislature during the past week. The status of those 
acted upon as follows: 
The Senate passed these bills: 
Senator Malby's P. No. .'83, relative to fishing in Black Lake, 
St. Lawrence county. 
Senator Warnick's, P. No. 117, relative to the close season for 
grouse and woodcock in ilie couutics of bchoharie, Montgomery 
and Otsego. 
Senator Bailey's, P. No. 621. relating to the powers of supei- 
visors in Queens, Nassau and Suffolk counties. 
Assemblyman C. W. Smith's, P. No. 1386, relating to wild birds. 
Assemblyman Cowan's, P. No. 724, orohibiting the taking of 
trout and game in Delaware, L'^lirter and Sullivan counties for 
the purpose of selling same. 
Senator Armstrong's, P. No. '■71, m relation to the sale of 
grouse and woodcock. 
The following bills .vere advanced to third readincr in the 
Senate: 
Senator Fancher's, P. No. 7R5, in relation to pickerel and pike 
and nets in Lake Erie. 
Senator Raines', P. No. 9?0, in relation to taking fish through 
the ice in Canandaigua Lake. 
The Assembly passed 'he following bills: 
Assemblyman Palmer's, P. No. fl2, relative to the close season 
for quail in Schoharie couuv.y. 
Assemblyman Nichols', P. No. S13, relating tO the taking of 
woodcock. 
Assemblyman C. W. Smith's, P. No. 711, relating to penalties. 
The Assembly Committee on Fisheries and Game reported the 
following bill: 
Assemblyman Nichols'. P. '<!o. 1722, in relation to spearing fish 
in certain towns of Greene county. 
100 Spommen's Tinds. 
Some of the Qvceet Discoveries Made fcy Those "Who At 
Looking for Game or Fish. 
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Brant Rock, Mass., April 4.^Last fall, while gunning 
at North River, Franklin Bryant lost a handsome finger 
ring. He searched for it, bitt was unable to secure any 
trace of it. A few days ago Fred Keene, a young gunner 
of Marshfield, was shooting ducks on the marshes and 
secured a number of the spring visitors. In the crop of 
one of the birds was Mr. Bryant's ring, looking as bright 
and clean as when it was lost. It was returned to the 
owner. — New York Times. 
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Proprietors of fishing resorts will find it profitable to advertiM 
them in Forest and Strkau. 
Canoe and Camp Life Along the 
Delaware River. 
IL— The Blacfc Bass Fishing of its Upper "Waters. 
"All these, and many more of His creation. 
That made the hcarens, ihe angler oft doth see; 
And takes therein no little delectation. 
To thinke how straynge and wonderfull they be: 
Framing thereof an inward contemplation 
That sets his thoughts on higher fancies free; 
And whiles he lookes on these with joyfuU eie, 
His mind is wrapt above the starry skie." 
— ^Davors. 
Nearly all anglers are obliged to fish during mere 
vacations— periods of escape from the cares and worries 
of business. Often they desire to have their families 
with or near them, and so they cannot visit distant 
angling waters. Scant time and a limited supply of spare 
cash may be obstacles. Instead of visiting remote lakes 
and streams in British Columbia, Maine, Nova Scotia, 
New Brunswick, Newfoundland, Quebec, or Colorado, 
Minnesota, Wisconsin or Michigan, they are obliged to 
fish in waters that can be reached in a few hours by 
rail, say ft-om the cities of the Atlantic Coast, or_ of the 
central Mississippi Valley. And this is no deprivation, 
for excellent fishing and exquisite natural beatity dwell 
around hundreds of inland lakes and along the rivers and 
trout streams of the East. New York, Pennsylvania and 
New Jersey have sylvan scenery quite as fair as that of 
the rock-guarded, black waters of Kootenai, Lake 
Crescent or the Saguenay. 
More, a few hours of travel by rail can take the resi- 
dent of New York, Brooldyn, Philadelphia or Buffalo to 
fair waters where any fisherman of average skill can not 
only hook and land enough fish to satisfy any true sports- 
man, but where he can also use his camera, which is be- 
coming an almost indispensable part of a fishing outfit. 
And he can camp in thousands of places that are wild and 
beautiful, and as seemingly remote as those to be reached 
only after days of plodding, portaging with canoes, or 
heart-breaking effort through forests with pack-horses. 
On October 26, 1870, a few mature black bass were 
placed in the Delaware River at Easton, Penna. The re- 
sult is well known to eastern anglers. That royal fish 
abounds in the Delaware from source to mouth, and has 
given royal sport to a generation of anglers, amid scenes 
of rare beauty. The black bass is always a tremendous 
fighter; all anglers thoroughly respect him. He becomcs 
a burly water athlete when he lives in a swift river, and 
i,'^ obliged to breast currents, mount rapids, dart through 
eddies and struggle with water that changes from a 
seething mass of air bubbles of less than half the average 
density of water under normal conditions, to the plunge 
and power of its downpour and onrush among boulders 
and around their points and crags. Such a fish, taken 
arnid such environment, is a foe worthy of any rod. The 
foliage, birds, flowers, rocks and mountains, the sweet, 
perpetual change of light, the shores and vistas also 
changing as the canoe glides down the stream in storm, 
sunshine, or under moon or stars, furnish an almost in- 
finite variety of natural beauty — a condition upon which 
anglers are insisting more and more. They know they 
can buy fish in a dark corner of some noisome fish 
market. Work, perhaps hardship, sound of clear, cool 
waters, sough of wind through pines and hemlocks, pun- 
gent smoke from a camp-fire, the novelty and unex- 
pectedness as the current grows swift, and warning roars 
come from rapids below that yet are felt to be full of 
good-fellowship — these are what the angler longs for 
through many a weary week of waiting in town, and that 
satisfy him when possessed! There he finds happiness, 
sleep, appetite, all too short days! What becomes of 
the hours that passed with such leaden pace in the office? 
By what magic do they now run so swiftly? He looks 
at his cheap watch, procured for use during this outing, 
wonders how it can possibly be two o'clock, and longs 
to put a prop under the sun. He wakes at daylight, goes 
to bed with the birds, eats for two, and sleeps like a 
child while health broods over his pillow, and waits to 
accompany him on the morrow as he casts the feathered 
lures over rapids, eddies, and on those deep, still pauses 
where he feels the real giants lurk. And he revels, yes, 
glories, in old clothes, uncombed hair, beard a week old. 
dirt, hunger and happiness; even going barefoot, drink- 
iiig from a spring as he lies prone on the earth, wet from 
his deliberate, seal-like roll from the boat into the water 
out of very love for it ! 
And this is why two graybeards made that canoe trip 
down the Delaware from Deposit to the Gap. How slow- 
ONE MILE FROM OUR STARTING POINT. 
ly time had passed — Thanksgiving snows growing 
deeper ! Christmas with its kindliness and good-cheer ; 
spring with the robins, crows, bluebirds and flowers; 
finally suirimer! And two men in shocking bad clothes 
stand beside canoes on the upper Delaware. We have 
already fished it from Walton to Deposit, finding excel- 
lent sport with the trout in its tributaries, and with the 
bass in the river that averaged about a pound and one- 
half, and so plentiful that there was not a day on which 
we did not release a dozen. 
That was done with the regulation modern tackle — ■ 
lithe rods, oiled silk lines, shining reels and landing-nets. 
But now my comrade smiles as the tamarack poles are 
taken from the peak of the barn, and a line two feet 
longer than the pole is tied to its tip, with two flies, a 
Parmacheene-belle and a Montreal, fastened by snells to 
a six-foot leader. What a mongrel combination ! I 
test his purpose : 
"Here are the lancewoods and bamboos. We can rig 
them up in a few minutes and cast sixty feet. We can- 
WHERE WE CAMPED THE FIRST NIGHT. 
not cast at all with these tamarack sticks unless the wind 
favors us, as well as the current. And then the limit will 
be about thirty-five feet, instead of seventy-five." 
But he is sincere. "What do you suppose I catne up 
here for last fall, and cut these poles, if I did not use 
them now? If we are to 'be boys again' we should do 
far more, and bait with earthworms, minnows and frogs. 
However, the feather lures, even on these awkward 
sticks, will bring us more fish than we can use. Besides, 
I want to do the most of my fishing with a camera. Here 
goes !" 
Kindly hands shove our canoe from shore, and into the 
grip of the current, with two extra tamarack poles ex- 
tending far over the stern, and two anchors ready for use 
at any "likely" fishing place. 
He paddles to the center of the stream. It is a 
glorious morning! An occasional lazy use of the paddles, 
the current always carrying us onward ! Mists low on 
mountains that seem like visible dreams _ through the 
evanescent night-caps that slowly rise, leaving earth, air, 
sky and water perfect in beauty! 
Five, ten, twenty minutes go by, and we grow less awk- 
ward with our nondescript rods. Then, a small jerk, and 
my comrade whispers, "Hist!" He is "getting a bite!" 
Then the unexpected happens. He pulls in a ten-inch 
catfish! 
"Misery! I wonder if he knows I paid twenty cents 
for that Montreal fly — imported it from Edinburgh! 
Now that is what I call assurance !" 
He cuts the wriggling, slippery mud-lover from the 
hook, and eyes the fly regretfully; and, in d?.speration, T 
tell him that a cat may look at a king, and to try on the 
other side of the boat, 
