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FOREST AND STREAM. 
[Oct. 4, 1902. 
prevent his having any chance to talk gunning to the 
ladies until we were all assembled at dinner. It was 
my luck to find him in the library reading at ease, his six 
feet one stretched out on the couch clothed in a boiled 
shirt and standing collar. Never before had he worn a 
standing collar at the farmhouse or a dress shirt, either, 
so I smiled with greater joy than ever when I realized 
how far his pride would shortly tumble and how that 
shirt and collar would go with it. He and I discussed 
the ladies and their drive until Ross appeared with the 
announcement that we were to gather for dinner at once, 
the driving party had returned and Mrs. K. wished to 
serve the famished hunters. Hardly were we seated be- 
fore Willie's wife, ever anxious to have credit given 
where credit was due, addressed the companv with: 
"Who got the most game to-day?" The Doctor's' face as- 
sumed a blandly modest expression with a da.sh of heav- 
enly innocence around the rim, as expectantly he' waited 
for one of us to sound his praises. Ross, Jess and I 
glanced smilingly at one another and then smiled com- 
miseratingly across the table at the Doctor, who, in 
the flash of a second, divined our scheme, realized the 
joke was all on him and he must stand it. 
HThe sudden rush of knowledge that he was beaten, 
and to be robbed of his triumph caused him to blush 
furiously, which prompted Willie's wife, in the goodness 
of her soul, to add: "Never mind. Doctor, you'll have bet- 
ter luck next time; maybe you'll shoot something to- 
morrow!" 
And we three chorused that we really hoped he would. 
The Doctor's wife then rose in her might and demanded 
to know who had really scored .the biggest bag, only to 
have Ross heap on the last straw by saying: "Modesty 
forbids me to tell who shot the most game. The fact 
is, we three over here might well crow if we would; but 
that would only be heaping humiliation on our old chum 
the Doctor, 90 for the sake of peace and permanent joy 
we have resolved to remain silent, so you ladies must be 
content to guess." Mrs. Ross made a final ef?ort to solve 
the problem of how little game the Doctor did get, but 
failed, because we had hermetically sealed his lips by our 
trick, and 'he was too good a sportsman not to know 
when he was worsted. Thus it went down in the minds 
of the ladies and household that one of the foremost 
amateur wing shots of America, later the winner of the 
celebrated Dewar Trophy, tramped the woods for a 
whole day without bagging one bird. Many other inci- 
dents crowd my mind, and as I picture the game dinner 
they will have. two nights hence, I seem to see myself 
in my old accustomed place, a state of affairs made pos- 
sible by some ingenious machination of the ever re- 
sourceful Doctor, whose generous spirit will cause him to 
lose much sleep unless he gathers around him the old 
complement of guns, 
Theo. L. Vossiler. 
Diversified Shooting, 
1 NEVER look Upon a vside hill in Connecticut sparsely 
grown with young white birches, with an intermingling 
of sprouting hemlocks, but I am reminded of days with 
the woodcock, partridge, quail and snipe. Along the 
placid Housatonic there are such shooting grounds where 
the very best of cover can be found. Side hills where the 
plump fall woodcock love to lie during the day to feed 
and rest; gullies through which trout brooks run hedged 
in with aiders and hemlocks, ideal partridge ground ; buck- 
,wheat and stubble fields along the cleared ground close 
by to scrub oak and brier patches, where the quail abound, 
arid now and then a boggy meadow, where, if it is not too 
late in the year, you can count on finding a corkscrewing 
long-bill cousin of the side-hill dweller. 
What a varying story at the end of the day does a 
generous mixed bag of quail, partridge, woodcock and 
snipe tell! When you start out with your dog and gun 
it is impossible to prophecy the nature of your bag, you 
take what comes, and let the preponderance of numbers 
ill the favor of any one bird be what it will. We leave 
the main road along the river wherein the brook loses it- 
self and decide to work the gully for partridge. R. 
takes the dog Dick, and is to follow up the brook, while 
Bob to the right and myself to the left work fifty yards 
ahead along the gully's sides Just outside the fringe of 
hemlocks, and in this order on we trudge, only to be 
aroused to alertness by a cry from R. S., "Mark! Right!" 
Instantly Bob's gun cracks, followed by a thud upon the 
dry leaves and a momentary fluttering of wings. Crack! 
goes R. S.'s gun, and the wind carries by me a few 
floating feathers. "Go fetch ; that's a good dog !" tells of 
another bird down. Partridge have a way of getting up 
out of gunshot that sometimes is exasperating. To stand 
still and hear a whirr, whirr, whirr, as bird after bird 
flushes out of range, is, to say the least, nerve-trying and 
temper-destroying. However, by working in a triangle, 
making the man and dog the apex, we get several birds 
that otherwise would have escaped man and dog. Upon 
the ground we notice a small built-up hedge of hemlock 
twigs, and following it a few yards we find hanging to a 
sapling by a horsehair noose a strangled partridge. We 
appropriate the partridge and destroy the snare. 
We now have emerged from the gully and are in the 
open, cultivated field. Ahead of us are some patches 
of wheat and oat stubble, and good cover along a snake 
fence. The dog is working catitiously and finally comes 
to a point near a clump of Mfeeds on the margin of the 
stubble. The birds are here. The dog makes the slight- 
est movement forward when the birds flush, and those 
escaping the fusilade pitch along the snake fence. We 
know that we must now kick the birds out one at a time 
and commence on a point beyond where the outside bird 
went down. We range ourselves on each side of the 
fence and the dog begins his work. One at a time, no 
more. How closely they lie. We are at the end of the 
fence and all the birds are present or accounted for in a 
big weed lot well down to our right a hundred yards or 
triore. We will work the side hill and try to pick up a 
woodcock and perhaps a partridge or two that we scared 
out of the gully. 
The birches are plentifully scattered over the hillside, 
but not so thickly as to make the shooting difficult. The 
liemlocks are small, but yet large enough for the flushing 
partridge to use for cover between the gun and itself as 
U whirl.?' a-^iy. 
It is a beautiful day ! The warm morning October sun 
brings out into bold relief the woods and fields, gilding 
the yellow stubble and making the yellow goldenrod even 
more yellow. We call the dog to heel, and lighting our 
pipes stretch ourselves upon the warm bed of grass and 
forest leaves and bask in the rays of the sun. The whole 
day is in front of us, the birds are plentiful, we have 
ample ground to work as we circle again toward the 
fsrm, so we laze in the sun and smoke and look over the 
bag already to our credit. 
We have yet to score on woodcock and snipe to make 
our variety good, and knocking out the ashes from our 
pipes we spread out and start the' dog. With a faint 
whistle up whirls a brown, long-billed beauty, but the way 
he twists and turns through those birches is too much 
for us, and we mark him down fifty yards along the hill. 
Every foot of ground is carefully gone over, and everj'- 
hemlock is scrutinized by the dog. , We .get one partridge 
and finally work toward our woodcock. The dog has 
found him. Stiff and staunch he stands as we move 
around for a clear space when the bird gets up. Then 
he goes zig-zagging to the right, and R. S. neatly stops 
him before he has gotten fifteen yards away. It is the 
only bird we have s»en, and where they can be we are at 
a loss to figure out. 
R. S. makes the following suggestion, that we work to- 
ward the houSe, covering some quail ground, skirting the 
sunken meadow for a snipe or two, and getting an early 
lunch at the f^fcihouse, hitch up and drive to Ben John- 
son's, where hem sure of some woodcock. 
We find no qwil on the stubble, and do not go into the 
scrub oak after jjiem, where they no doubt are, but we do 
pick up half dozen plump snipe as we cross the 
meadows. We cffcle the mill pond and send in the dog at 
the head of the pond, and out from among the bushes flies 
a pair of wood duck, which fall to the gun of Bob and 
R, S. The showing made at the house for the morning's 
shoot as the birds are hung up in the cool cellar is not 
bad, but it is lacking in woodcock, and that must be our , 
afternoon's quest. By 2 o'clock we are at Ben Johnson's, 
and nothing must do but that he leave his corn shucking 
in the barn and come with us. 
He takes us across a weedy field and we get up a covey 
of quail. We mark them down for future use in case 
we fall down on the woodcock, and keep on our way to 
the white birches on .the side hill. And we are hardly 
upon its slope before the dog begins to work. The birds 
are here ! They are not wild, lying well to the dog, and 
when flushed and missed pitching only a short distance 
•along the hill. 
Now and then an old cock partridge flushes from un- 
der a hemlock and as he goes darting between the trees 
is not always stopped in his course. But we are getting 
what we are after^ and as we complete the range of the 
hill Ave circle around toward the house through the weeds 
and wheat stubble and interview the feeding quail. 
We have well rounded out the day, both as to numbers 
and variety, and R. S. made good his promise to show us 
some woodcock up at old Ben Johnson's farm. 
Charles Ckistadoko. 
CHICAGO AND THE WEST. 
Fifst Jacfcsnipe. 
Chicago, 111.,^ Sept, ^7. — The first jacksnipe flight is in 
on this part of the line of migration. A party of three 
gims bagged thirty-three jacksnipe, some rail, etc., on 
the Fox River beloAv McHenry, a few days ago. Mr. 
Oswald von Lengerke, of this city, killed twenty-one jack- 
snipe on that day, and states that he needed only twenty- 
two shots to do it. He was using a new cylinder bore' 
gun, which he had had made for a quail gun. I think 
that after a while there will be more shooters corning to 
my own personal notion that the cylinder bore gun will 
kill more game in the field than it is generally accredited 
with being able to do. There is many a quail shooter, and 
snipe shooter, too, for that matter, who outguns himself. 
Other parties will start out in search of jacksnipe this 
evening. We have been having a few days' rain, which 
has softened up the ground, and the weather now promises 
to be warmer. Sporting attention to-day is divided be- 
tween the snipe marshes and the golf links. As the grass 
is well softened up, this is a good time for jacksnipe and 
divots, The flight of the latter is reported to be unusually 
abimdant in the neighborhood of Exmoor and other 
North Shore golf clubs. 
There arc some snipe on the Tolleston marsh, and the 
unusually good flight of ducks continues in that vicinity. 
Both snipe and ducks have appeared along Fox Lake 
Chain, and that will he the most popular locality for 
Chicago shooters during this week end. 
Senachwine Lake No Longer Open. 
Among alt the many marshes of this country which 
were at one time famous, and which still are popular, 
none exceeds in popular interest the b'g marsh adjoining 
Lake Senachwine, near which is located the famous Swan 
Lake Club. These two big marshes lie along the Illinois 
River, which furnishes the best of the duck shooting left 
to- us. Swan Lake has been preserved for a long time, 
but Senachwine has been the pleasure ground of large 
numbers of duck and snipe shooters. It is only justice 
to these latter to make public the fact that Lake Senach- 
Avine is no longer an ooen shooting ground. The forma- 
tion of the Undercliff Sportsmen's Association, which 
Avas reported in these columns last year, has gone for- 
Avard, until noAV the club numbers thirty-two members, 
with the expectation that the membership list of sixty 
will soon be filled. The dues of this chih are only $20 
a year, and the share is $100. This club has leased some 
4,000 acres of the best SenachAvine marsh and preserved 
it, and it is, moreover, adding all the time to its leas^ 
tracts. It would be poor- comfort to an outside sho6ter 
to make the long trip to Lake Senachwine and to the. 
once hospitable Undercliff Hotel, only to find that the 
country is now air tight to the public. This is the way 
the most of our good duck marshes are going in these 
times. 
Aroand Goose Lake. 
The little Goose Lake Oub, whose grounds are located 
t)etweeTi the Pesplaioes ^pd K^nI<aHc^ rivers, ^^^r th^ 
junction, does not make very much noise in the world, 
has a good time none the less. Mr. C. C. Hess, promii 
in that club, advises me to-day that he had very ; 
chicken shooting in that country, although nearly evir 
body else who hunted around Morris, Coal City, an 
other nearby points reported no luck. Mr. Hess hclpe : 
kill tAventA'-one birds on opening day, killed nine one ^ ^ 
the Aveek following, and nine on last Monday, a very sa,i 
factory showing in these days. Mr. Hempstead Wa.s] 
burne and some friends Avho hunted in the adjoir r 
country, found no birds at all on opening day. The h 
gentleman and his son, hoAvever, picked up nine d: 
at the preserve of Mr. Washburne's little club, whic 
not far from Goose Lake. 
Unjost Charges Against Minnesota W&tdecs. 
A recent editorial in a local paper here made so: 
what sweeping and very startling charges against 
game wardens of the State of Minnesota, alleging arn 
other things that the game wardens of the Twin O 
winked at the shipping of contraband game and cou: 
nanced a wholesale violation of the game laws. The n 
justice and inaccuracy of this statement need hardly t 
pointed out to any one who knoAvs the facts connecte- 
with the work of the Minnesota wardens. If the admin !■ ' 
tration of the warden's office were as good in other W 
ern States as it is in Minnesota, Ave should have a g - 
deal more game for the benefit of all our sportsmen. ' : 
Minnesota law and the Minnesota methods of enofrceniei 
of the laAv have long been held up as models in their Ava 
To see so vicious and unjust an attack as this by'k 
sportmg paper causes surprise in the minds of sportsmf^i 
and something a trifle more serious than surprise in 
mmds of those subjected to these charges. It need ha 
be said that_ prompt denial has been made by the .S 
Game and Fish Commission of Minnesota in commmnc. 
tions to the local paper mentioned. The latter will fin 
it is in rather an unpleasant' situation. Indeed, 
course of this publication is at times a trifle inexplic.-i 
It Avas the first to cry out for non-resident game licei 
and now begins to hedge in the matter by suggesting 
these licenses are too high. It requires no very shr 
guess to suppose that some one may have been pine 
by the practical working of the Minnesota license .1 
and may haA-e put up a wail which received a too AvillicSj 
support in print. I presume that there come times in mol 
human lives Avhen it is desirable to be on both sides of tlf 
' fence at the same time, but that attitude is ahvays n r 
or less undignified and unbecoming. Any ncAvspi. 
which believes in the enforcement of the game laAvs, an. 
Avhich knows anything about the actual situation, Avoui 
hardly be apt to go out of its way to publicly defan 
the very men Avhose hands it ought to seek to hold ■ 
The reasons for this are not wholly obvious, but mav 
made public later. Coming from the journal Avhich 
ported the notorious Illinois Avar den, Charles BloAv, 
sort of thing seems just a trifle strange. 
Knocfced-Down Boats. 
A gentleman in Cincinnati writes as beloAV : "I arn iik 
formed that there is a company in St. Louis manufactqifj 
ing all the parts necessary to make a canoe— that is, all ci 
out., but not put up, simply in shape to be set up. I thiii- 
you could perhaps give me some information or tell rei 
of some one making boats in this manner." 
I do not recall any firm making this sort of boat. ■ 
they are making them and their address is not found ' 
the advertising columns of Forest and Stream, they yo 
probably not in the business very far. 
Chicago Fly-Casting Cltib. 
^ The records made by the Chicago Fly-Casting Club c 
Sept. 20 and 21 folloAv below. Hastv reference woni 
seem to indicate that the distance and accuracy fly rccoi 
was broken by Mr. Peet, and the accuracy bait-castin 
record by Mr. Smith, The occasion was a very pleasai 
one, the Grand Rapids men, Messrs. Waddell, Kelsey, P 
and Bain being Avarmly welcomed by the Chicago c 
tingent. The entire day of Sept. 21 was put in at 
lagoon in Garfield Park, and the active work of the - 
son closed in a very fitting and appropriate fashion. _ 
scores : 
■1 
Long Dist. & Acc. 
Distance Fly, 
Fly, Feet. Per Cent. 
H. H. Ainsvvorth..l09 94 1-3 
I. H. Bellows 104 92 
C. F. Brown 86 1-3 
W. T. Church 
TT. G. Hascall 110 92 1-3 
N. C. Heston 88 2-3 
G. A. Ffinterleitner. . . . 
John Hohniann 
E. R. Letterman 89 1-3 
E. L. Ma.son 
F. N. Peet 104 98 2-3 
H. W. Perce 91 2-3 
A. C. Smith 104 96 
F. S. Smith 
Bain , 8.5 2-3 
Rice 89 
Waddell 115 91 
Kelsey Ill 76 2-3 
Acc'y & 
Delicacy, 
Per Cent. 
84 1-6 
8] 1-2 
81 2-3 
90 2-3 
82 
93 1-3 
73 1-6 
82 1-2 
83 
89 1-2 
79 1-6 
Bait 
Casting-, Disln 
Per Cent. ]"> 
94 14-15 r>\ 
96 8-15 
88 7-15 
91 1-5 
97 11-15 
95 3-5 
95 14-15 
88 8-15 
97 11-15 
89 2-3 
94 7-15 
97 1-5 
98 6-15 
97 7-15 
IK 
91 . 
S7 
7fi 1- 
107 
92 1^ 
90 1-3 
97 11-15 
SI : 
Re-entries. 
Distance and Distance 
Accuracy, Fly, Accurac , 
Per Cent. Per Cent. 
H. H. Alnsworth.... 93 1-3 92 2-3 
I. H. Bellows 97 1-3 
C. F. Brown 81 1-3 81 
N. C. Heston 91 93 2-3 
H. W. Perce 95 96 
Winning scores: Long-distance fly, Waddell, Gr; 
Rapids; distance and accuracy fly, Peet, Chicago; ac 
racy and delicacy fly, Peet, Chicago ; bait-casting, A. 
Smith, Chicago ; delicacy bait, Hascall, Chicago. 
Death of A. M. Hofmann. 
Mr. A. M. Hofmann, of this city, at different tii 
prominent here in sportsmen's affairs, died at his d 
dence in this city on Sept. 24, at the age of fifty-one ye 
Mr. Hofmann has been president of the Illinois S 
Sportsmen's Association, Avas president at different ti 
of the Cumberland Gun Club, the Prairie Gun Club, 
Audubon Gun Club and of the Eagle River Hunting 
Fishing Club, whose grounds are located in Wiscon 
He was also a merabef of the Sharpshooters' Associat: 
and proinment in secret societies and other orgauizati' 
