July 12, igo2.J 
FOREST AND * STREAM, 
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in good condition is not more than one pound, or that of 
a red-legged partridge. 
According to Mr. E. C. Stanford, the oil obtained from 
these birds is a good deal mixed with a rougher sort 
procured from the Solan goose or gannet, and realizes a 
poor price as an ordinary rough fish oil. When genuine it 
is of a clear dark slightly reddish sherry color, and has 
a powerful and peculiar odor, of which the whole island 
and all the inhabitants smell. It is certainly a fish oil (he 
sa3's). and possesses nearly all the properties of cod liver 
oil. — ^J. E. Harting in London Field. 
A Pailful of Rattlers. 
A GOOD and truthful tale is told by a distinguished 
alumnus of Yale, a classmate of Senator Depew. The 
facts came under his personal observation and were re- 
lated to me as follows: "I was visiting friends up at 
Shefiield, Mass., last August, and one of the principal 
amusements for all hands was blackberrj'-picking. The 
only drawback to this exercise was the occasional pres- 
ence of a big rattlesnake among the rocks where the 
best berries grew. After several severe frights fruit 
began to grow scarce upon the table and we were in 
despair. Finally, one morning a couple of young col- 
lege men came along on their wheels and upon learn- 
ing the trouble, promptly volunteered to clear Black 
Rock in one day or stand treat when we all got back to 
New York. They wore thin knickerbockers, ordinary 
* hose and shoes, and were each provided with a hickory 
cane. This constituted their entire armament, with the 
exception of a big 15-quart milk pail, which they took 
along to gather berries in. They carried along a light 
luncheon provided by my hostess and took matters as 
easily as though starting out for a walk through Cen- 
tral Park. 
"Well, the hot day dragged its slow length along until 
S o'clock, when the boys appeared carrying the big pail 
between them. We chaffed them about snakes and final- 
ly asked how much fruit they had picked. 'About 50 
pounds or so,' said the slim pale youth, the more studi- 
ous of the twain, who thereupon proceeded to take from 
the pail rattlesnake after rattlesnake, to the number of 
eight. Both men apologized for the absence of the big- 
gest one they saw, which, unfortunately, had gotten 
away into a hole before they could get in a killing- 
blow on the neck with the hickory cane. We assured 
them that no excuses were needed as the snakes were 
duly displayed on the lawn before our astonished and 
admiring gaze. The two largest measured exactly six 
feet in length. One of these had thirteen perfect rattles, 
and we called the veteran 'old '76.' The remaining four 
ran from four to five feet each. 
"The hunters excused themselves for not bringing 
berries, saying they had been pretty busy with the rep- 
tiles. After taking photographs of the eight snakes hang- 
ing on a pole the boys skinned them and took their 
prizes along, saying that they were to be presented to 
various fair friends in New York. 
"I forgot to say that inside of one of the largest 
' snakes they found twenty little baby snakes, which were 
promptly killed." Peter Flint. 
§dg Httd 0uth 
Proprietors of shooting' resorts will find it profitable to advertise 
them in. Forest and Stseau. 
Moose.— IV, 
An Expedition into New Brunswick. 
(Concluded from page 8.) 
The next morning Moore started back for Tehoe and 
carried my rifle for King. Toward evening Ed sent a 
seductive call reverberating down the valley toward Rocky 
Brook. A bull answered away up on the ridge to the 
west and came rapidly toward the horn. King said he 
feared he might get lost and started to meet him and show 
him the way down to the lake. Presently, about sixty 
yards ahead, he saw a dark object move between two 
trees. At the report of the gun the bull went down, he 
was up in a second and went down again with a bullet 
through the loins, about four inches in front of the first 
one, but he did not stay down. With head lowered and 
hair turned the wrong way, the very incarnation of rage, 
he charged. King says he can answer in the affirmative 
the question so often asked, whether a wounded moose 
will charge or not. At about forty yards another bullet 
caught him about in the center of the forehead, but high 
up in the heavy, bony ridge, from which the antlers 
spring, too high for the brain, and he went down again, 
they thought, for good, but after a few convulsive kicks 
he staggered to his feet and made for the lake. After 
he had passed a shot from the .30-30 struck him in the 
rear end of his anatomy. He did not go down but rather 
increased his speed. Another passed through the web 
of his right antler. By this time he had reached the lake 
and started across. When almost a hundred yards out a 
shot from the Mannlicher shattered his lower jaw on a line 
just in front of the eyes, so that it only hung bj^ the skin. 
The great shock stopped him, and another bullet struck 
behind the ear, and he went down and out. I have re- 
lated the killing of this fellow just as it has been told 
me, because he was about the largest one that has come 
out cf York County in a long time, and being so large 
and old furnishes a good text for a dissertation on the 
general utility of modern small-caliber, high-power rifles 
for hunting big game. I went into the woods a firm 
believer in their killing and stopping power, but heard 
so much unfavorable comment on them by men whose 
opportunities for judging of their killing qualities could 
not be surpassed, and then had the opportunity of seeing 
some wounds myself which caused me to weaken very 
much in my estimation of their stopping power. High 
velocity and low trajectory are desirable in a rifle, but 
should not be attained at the sacrifice of lead; in other 
words, the so-called shocking power will not offset a 
large buUet at slower velocity in my judgment. 
After the scalp had been taken off I removed the 
bullet with a hatchet and a chisel; some of it had been 
dug out with hunting knives and lost. The portion saved 
weighs 120 grains, the bullet originally weighed 236 
grains, so that 116 grains were lost. There was nothing 
to indicate that the bullet had splattered or left the 
mantle, because the first part removed was the base of 
the mantle. The lead looks as if it had been melted 
from the heat generated by the sharp pitch of the rifling 
and the impact against bone that it could not penetrate. 
One is reminded of the question we used to debate in our 
schoolboy days: If an irresistible force should meet an 
immovable body, what would happen? About the near- 
est approach to an irresistible force that we know any- 
thing about is the explosion of a full charge of high- 
grade smokeless powder, and the head of a bull moose 
simulates the immovable body sure enough. I have re- 
lated what happened. 
We were in great luck; Ed had a large, deep dish 
pan in which we put our heads and boiled off all the 
meat. The parts that would not go into the pan were 
filled with boiling water with an old can, so that the 
lining of the nose and mouth came away as well as the 
rest of the flesh. This is the way to clean heads. The 
taxidermists wrote us that ours were the best prepared 
heads sent them last fall, and the reasonable charge 
they made for rnountingf them indicates that they were 
well prepared. 
It was Friday noon before King got up to the cabin 
with all his duflle, although the head and scalp had been 
brought up the day before. If King could have had a 
caribou we wauld have had our legal limit, except the 
deer, but no one expects to get deer in New Brunswick; 
they are not plentiiful. They tell you that many years 
ago they were plent3r, but great hordes of wolves, like 
the Huns of old, came down out of the north and they 
disappeared. They think they are coming back. It 
seems strange that they should not when they are so 
plentiful just over the border in Maine. 
If some enterprising maker will just give us a modern 
high-power rifle of 10 to 12 mm. caliber with sixty to 
seventy grains of Walsrode or some other high-grade 
powder behind a 400 to 450 grain soft-nosed bullet, the big- 
game hunters will rise up and call him blessed. Blake, 
of Batavia, N. Y., has made a few high-power forty- 
caliber guns on orders, but they are not on the mar- 
ket. If I understand the situation correctly, it is this: 
Those who hunt moose and the guides generally are in 
favor of a heavier gun than those now in use, and, of 
course, a larger and heavier bullet with more powder be- 
hind it. 
I think it self-evident that such a gun would be more 
deadly on all large game, not moose alone. We have 
no quarrel with the 7 mm., 7.65 mm., the 8 mm., or even 
with those fellows who are hurrying their orders across 
the great damp spot for the new Mannlicher or Matiser 
9 mm. We admire the pluck of these German makers, 
and are only sorry they have not seen fit to offer us a 
10 mm. instead. These are all excellent guns for what 
they can do, but I will venture the assertion that every 
guide in New_ Brunswick, unless it be Adam Moore, who 
seems to be in love with .30-calibers, would be glad to 
see every hunter that goes into their territory armed 
with a 10 mm. .40-caliber, instead of with a 7.6'' 30-cali- 
ber, and it strikes me that Adam would look with favor 
on such a gun when visions of a great, gaping, external 
wound to let out the blood, one that could be found 
without putting on magnifying glasses, and bruised and 
lacerated tissues and fractured and comminuted bones 
came up before him, and our old friend. Uncle Henry, 
would find in it the consummation of all his desires in 
the gun line and the old .577 cannon, which weighs about 
one-fifteenth as much as Henry himself, would no longer 
be a "thing of beauty an-d a joy forever;" and the trans- 
portation problem would be partly solved with him, and 
my old friend Ben would not apply opprobious epithets 
to it, hke "popgun, pea shooter, moose bird killer, etc." 
"I like to see a hole in the barrel, doctor," he said to 
me one daj^ "and a place to put in lots of fuel. I have 
noticed that a big chimney draws better than a small 
one." He had not been in love with my rifle; said he 
always felt better when he had the big .45-90 along, but 
after the moose and caribou fell to it with one shot each, 
he had more respect for it. Ed had no words of praise 
when he came up from Tehoe. He said "Your gun was 
bad enough; it took six shots to kill, but we never 
would have gotten him with King's .30-30." If I had 
had the same shots with the .45-90, two would have 
stopped him. 
Jim Moore carried a .44 Sharps, and nothing of smaller 
caliber would satisfy him. Alex was particularly bit- 
ter against small calibers. Two seasons before he was 
guiding young Weaver, of Philadelphia, and had an ex- 
perience which everybody in New Brunswick knows and 
many in the States have heard about since Frederic 
Ireland's article appeared in this paper last February. 
As I write a letter has just come from him, in which 
he says: 
"You know, doctor, that last fall I advocated heavier 
guns. You had good luck with your game, but you 
struck them on fatal spots. The small gun is all right 
if they strike the head, heart or the lungs, but the 
chances are about ten to one at a 200 or 300-yard range 
that any sport will aim for the middle of his game. Now 
this is where the heavy gun tells, we will say .45-70, 
•45-85, -45-90. You are a doctor, you must know if a 
ball passes through the middle of a moose that he will 
bleed on the inside a great deal faster than he would 
from a .30-30, and they die so much more quickly. I 
was talking to Will iam Carson, who was up with a party 
the same time you were up last fall; he told me that they 
lost five out of seven, and their guns were ,30-30. He 
said that one morning they were going up over a ridge 
and they saw a moose jump to its feet. He pointed it out 
to the sport, he fired at it and it fell, and when the gun 
went oft' the second one jumped to its feet and started 
oft. They followed it, thinking the first one was all 
right, but they did not get a chance at the second one. 
When they came back to the first one it was gone. They 
followed it seven miles, but lost it after all. He also 
told me that he saw Braithwaite, and he told him that 
they lost eleven of their game last fall; and if so there 
is something wrong somewhere, and I would like to 
all you sports^ bring heavier guug next fall, an^ 
probably you will find out where the trouble is. So 
much for the size of guns." 
Late Saturday afternoon John Hays came as agreed. 
We were pretty well packed up. Ed was so in love with 
our acetylene lamp that it had to be left behind with 
numerous other remembrances to each of the party. 
Early Sunday morning our packing up was completed. 
It was arranged that Ed and Ben would remain with 
the count. Alex was to go with John Hays and the 
sled load. King, Wilfred and Jim Moore had argued 
themselves into believing that they knew of a short cut 
through, via Tehoe Lake andMcKay's old camp to our 
meeting point at Ten Mile Camp, where we were to 
meet for dinner. I went with Ben's younger son and 
the saddle horse around the road. Just before we reached 
Rocky Brook a fine bull caribou jumped into the road 
fifty yards from us and kept ahead for several hundred 
yards. I had nothing to shoot with except a .22 Mar- 
lin, so he went his way undisturbed. We beat the other 
party to the meeting place one hour. Their short cut 
proved to be longer than around the road. After a hard 
tramp John Hays' welcome hostelry was reached in 
time for late supper, and we turned in for the night on 
the big feather bed, described in my first letter. Wil- 
fred came early to take us to Boiestown. but Hays and 
Alex did not get in with the baggage, heads and hides 
until II o'clock. Their delay caused us to miss the morn- 
ing train down to Fredcricton, and as the mixed train 
only runs every other day and this was not their day, 
we were guests of the Dufi^y House over night. Next 
morning, with N. T. Do Pauw, of New Albany, Ind., 
who came in with a good head from Braithwaite's terri- 
tory, I went to McMillens and photographed the head 
of the Weaver moose. He bought it for $10 of the 
parties who found it. We got down to Fredericton at 
12:45. Our friend Allen met us after dinner and un- 
folded the plan made for our entertainment at a ban- 
quet that evening by the Tourists' Association and the 
good friends we had made there, but we were obliged 
to decline, our train was to leave at s o'clock and busi- 
ness at this end of the line needed attention. King was 
able to check his hide through to Detroit as baggage, 
because it was in a gunny sack, mine was only baled 
with wire and cost $2.50 express charges; see the point! 
To the tired and careworn business or professional 
man who is working from twelve to sixteen hours a day, 
burning the candle at both ends and wondering why the 
hair begins to silver, the eye loses its brightness, the 
step its elasticit3'- and the erect form to bend with cares 
when he should be at his best; if you have done me the 
honor to read these letters, let me urge you to go and 
do likewise. You will not find the fountain of youth 
in the wilds of New Brunswick, nor a panacea for all 
the ills of Hfe, but you can get close to the great heart 
of Nature in a restfulness and stillness that will cause 
you to., startle at the tumultuous beatings of your own 
heart. The walking and exercise will whet j'our appe- 
tite and improve your digestion; the coated tongue and 
fermentation of ingesta will disappear, and with it the 
sallow complexion and jaundiced tinge of the eyes. The 
excess of uric acid, ptomaines, toxines and other prod- 
ucts of imperfect digestion will be eliminated, cleared 
out, so to speak, by the aid of great draughts of bal- 
samic ozone-laden air, which can be yours for the tak- 
ing, and you will be healthier, happier and better able to 
take up your daily work than your brother who has 
plodded along and denied himself the pleasure of such 
an outing. D. W. Greene, M. D. 
Dayton, O, 
CHICAGO AND THE WEST. 
Wisconsin Fish, and Game Law Held Unconstilutional. 
Chicago, 111., July 5. — There will always remain upon 
the records of fame the name of that Texas justice of 
the peace who declared all laws prohibiting the sale of 
whisky unconstitutional. He said it was "agin reason 
and agin natur'." History does not state whether the 
supreme court of the State of Texas ever confirmed this 
justice of the peace in his notions in these matters. 
A county judge in Winnebago County, Wis., on July 
2, put in his bid to join the Texas J. P. on the roU of 
glory. He decided that the fish and gam.e law of the 
State of Wisconsin is unconstitutional. The case will be 
taken to the supreme court, but as, in the matter of the 
Texas J. P., we don't yet know what the supreme court 
may think of the wisdom of the lower legal luminary. 
Two game wardens undertook to board a steamer on 
the Fox River with the purpose of searching for contra- 
band game which they had reason to suspect was carried 
by the boat. The captain put the wardens off the vessel. 
The wardens later arrested the captain and prosecuted 
him under the game law for misdemeanor in obstructing 
wardens in their search for contraband game. The 
Vv'orthy judge of Winnebago county held that the law 
as it stands on the statute books operates as a forfeiture 
of property rights. He therefore declared it null and 
void. This leaves all the steamboats plying out of Winne- 
bago Lake to carry illegal fish and game with absolute 
impunity. It is astounding how much mischief a small 
individual can do in this world without a great deal of 
effort on his part. That this is mischief cannot be 
denied. The neighborhood of Lake Winnebago has been 
a battle ground between right-thinking sportsmen and 
wrong-thinking market-shooters and fishermen. While 
we may presume that the fight will continue, it is de- 
plorable that this unnecessary delay and cost should be 
forced on the decent citizens of the State of Wisconsin. 
Howard Eaton and the Flathead Buffalo. 
The beautiful supplement to last week's Forest .and 
Stre.\m and the editorial and news mention regarding the 
well-known Flathead herd of buffalo received a curiou-s 
addendum this week by reason of the plans of a Western 
man in regard to this same herd. Mr. Howard Eaton, a 
well-known character of Medora, N. D., on July 2 re- 
turned from a visit to President Roosevelt at Washing- 
ton. It is stated that a part of his purpose was to induce 
the U. S. Government to purchase the Allard herd and 
turn it loose in Yellowstone Park. Mr. Eaton has re- 
cently bought several full-blood buft'alo from the Allard 
herd, and is said to have secured options on nearly all the 
|ull-blQo4 buffalo now to be found on the FIatheg4 reser- 
