June, 1921 
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Jay knew to an inch the length of 
his chain and rarely made a miscalcula- 
tion. I tried whipping him and many 
other kinds of punishment to break him 
of this extremely bad habit, but with 
no satisfactory results, until I adopted a 
plan suggested by an article I had read 
in Forest and Stream. 
Taking a chicken about half grown 
that Jay had just killed, I tied it se- 
curely around his 
neck with its feet 
and neck togeth- 
er, in such a po- 
sition that he 
could not paw it 
away, and await- 
ed developments. 
As the weather 
was warm, the de- 
funct fowl soon 
became very re- 
pulsive, and Jay 
linked' to his sin 
by bonds that 
could not be broK- 
en, became very 
repentant and 
fawned upon me 
in his eagerness 
to have the offen- 
sive chicken re- 
moved, 'but I was 
obdurate and the 
living and dead 
remained joined 
together until the 
laws of nature 
dissolved the 
chicken’s tissues 
and the abhorent thing fell from his 
neck, and left him a free but much 
chastened dog. The cure was complete 
and he never touched another chicken 
while he remained in my possession, 
although they ate from his feeding pan, 
and swarmed all around him. Experi- 
ence is a dear teacher but there is no 
surer method of instruction. 
o 1 
NE beautiful summer day when 
our first-bom was in short dresses, 
he was playing in the yard as was 
his custom, when suddenly the air was 
filled with his lusty cries to his mother 
for help, and when the partner of my 
joys and sorrows rushed forth in de- 
fense of her offspring, she found Jay 
had seized the heirapparant by the collar 
of his dress, and was dragging him into 
Drawn by Edmund Osthaus. 
Jack was very crafty and caught many rabbits unaided 
his house; only his little feet remained 
outside. 
Broom in hand she hastened to the 
rescue, and plucking the baby from what 
she believed to be the jaws of death, 
bore him weeping to the house. When I 
came in to dinner, an ireful lady met me 
with an ultimatum : J ay must go, and go 
at once. I temporized, and said Jay was 
only playing with the boy, and taking 
the little fellow by the hand, I led him 
to the dog house. Placing a little switch 
in his baby hand, I ordered Jay to 
charge, then I placed the baby’s foot 
upon his head, and brought the switch 
down sharply on his body. From that 
moment. Jay acknowledged another 
master, and one who ruled him with a 
rod of iron and exacted complete obedi- 
ence to him. 
Jay, despite his 
royal lineage, 
proved to be one 
0 f m y greatest 
disappointme n t s 
in dog flesh. I 
spent many pleas- 
ant hours la 
training him, but 
when the shooting 
season opened, I 
found he lacked 
stamina, and tired 
quickly. He had 
a good nose, but 
could not stand 
the briers. I be- 
lieve he was too 
finely bred, and 
while his beauti- 
f u 1 appearance 
might have se- 
cured him recog- 
nition on the 
bench, for my 
purposes as a field 
dog, he was a 
rank failure, and 
1 gave him away. 
W HEN I started to write this 
article, I intended to briefly set 
forth some of the merits ; nd 
faults of the many dogs I have owned 
and been interested in, but I find it 
would take a book for I have not yet 
mentioned grand old Whino, or that 
(CONTINUED ON PAGE 270) 
IN THE DAYS OF THE BUFFALO 
HERDS OF THESE GREAT ANIMALS CROSSED THE MISSOURI RIVER IN THE 
LATE SEVENTIES IN SUCH VAST NUMBERS AS TO BE BEYOND COMPUTATION 
I N the late summer of 1879 or 1880 a 
tremendous movement of the buffalo 
took place from eastern North Da- 
kota toward the west, crossing the Mis- 
souri River not far from the mouth of 
the Porcupine River in North Dakota. 
This crossing was thus made at a point 
where there were not a few white men 
and many Indians, and the numbers of 
the buffalo were so vast that the event 
was much talked of. Obviously in 
times past and at other places along 
the Missouri River there have been 
other crossings of buffalo in perhaps 
still greater numbers, but they have 
seldom been reported and if observed 
were seen by only a small number of 
people and so were less discussed. It 
was declared by some white men that 
at j;his time 700,000 buffalo crossed the 
river, but this was a mere guess and 
By A. Me G. r BEEDE 
means nothing more than that the 
numbers seen were beyond estimation. 
These buffalo came from the direc- 
tion of Minnesota and by some people 
were supposed to have come from that 
state. They did not all cross at one 
point, but were scattered up and down 
the river with a broad front. At the 
time it was said that the Chippewas 
followed these buffalo as far as the 
Missouri, but feared to cross the river 
until the Sioux, who were camped on 
the western side, had sent them an in- 
vitation to cross and make with them 
a friendly buffalo hunt. After visiting 
and smoking, the two tribes had sev- 
eral hunts together, but the numbers 
they killed made no impression on the 
herds of buffalo that had come in such 
countless numbers as to make the sup- 
ply seem inexhaustible. 
A T the time of the migration I have 
spoken of, two white men were 
living on the east side of the Mis- 
souri River, each with a few cattle. 
One of these was Jack McGlone and 
another Bill Wade, one of the County 
Commissioners of the present Grany 
County. McGlone was in what is now 
Emmons County, east of Fort Yates, 
and Wade was up the river from Mc- 
Glone. Mr. Wade has no detailed in- 
formation to add to what I have given. 
In 1877 and 1878 there were buffalo 
in large numbers in the Whitestone 
Hills country, and the Missouri River 
boats above Bismarck — from Paintea 
Woods up — were occasionally held up, 
to permit the crossing herd to swim the 
river. Mr. Grinnell tells me that in 
1875 he saw many buffalo on either 
bank and also crossing the river be- 
