138 
FOREST 
A N D S T REAM 
March, 1918 
Here’s comfort, health and happy 
excitement for you from early 
morn to dewy eve. 
No matter what \ou want in a 
vacation, The Chamberlin has it. 
Is it Golf? — i^ght, bring your 
clubs ; The Chamberlin provides a 
peach of a' Course, Eighteen Holes. 
Is it Swimming? — right, the salt 
water bathing in the big. Mosaic, 
Sun-lit Sea Pool is great. 
Is it Sunshine? — we’re drenched 
with it, ozone, too. 
Is' it Southern Cooking? — not a 
“Mammy” in the South can beat 
The Chamberlin cuisine. 
Is it ^ledicinal Baths? — we du- 
plicate every Treatment given at 
Vichy, Ai.x, Carlsbad, Nauheim or 
Harrogate, under the best profes- 
sional skill. 
Is it Social Life? — the Naval 
and Military officers stationed at 
Hampton Roads and Fortress Mon- 
roe give a fine zest to The Cham- 
berlin dances. 
In any event, write for our spe- 
cial booklet, “Golf” — it contains 
the first Aeroplane Map of a Golf 
Course ever published in America. 
J 
Address 
George F. Adams, Manager 
Fortress Monroe Virginia 
J. KANNOFSKY 
Practical 
Glass Blower 
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Immense profits easily and quickly made. 
We furnish stock and pay $2.00 each anc 
expressage when three months old. Con- 
tracts. booklet, etc.. 10c. Nothing free. 
Tliorson Rabbit t'o. . Dept. 9. Aurora. 
Colorado. 
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SHOOTERS SUPPLIES 
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Arm, and Ammunition Exn^rt 
GUNS 
AMMUNITION 
GUN WORK 
and manufacturer of artificial eyes for birds, ani- 
mals and manufacturing purposes a specialty. 
Send for prices. All kinds of heads and skulls 
for furriers and taxidermists. 
363 CANAL STREET NEW YORK 
Please mention “Forest and Stream” 
New York City. 
35c . For 
Postpaid 
all lubrication and 
polishing around the 
house, in the tool shed 
or afield with gun or rod. 
NYOIL 
Id the New PerfectioD 
Pocket Package 
is a matchless combination. 
Sportinipo liftv© known it for 
years. Dealers pell NYOIL at 
15c. and 35c. Send us the name 
of a live one who doesn’t sell 
NYOIL with other nece‘9Barie8 
for sportsmen and we will send 
you a dandy, handy new can 
(screw top and screw tip) con- 
taining ounces postpaid 
for 35 cents. 
WH.F.NTE. New BeJforJ, Mass. 
Instructions for 
Net Making 
kinds 
fish 
nets, may be easily and quickly made, with my illustrated 
instructions before you. 21 photographs show you how. 
Once learned never forgotten. Also gives more informa- 
tion about the use of nets. 
Send to-day. Price 25c postpaid. 
W. E. CLAYTON, Altoona, Kansas. 
A COMPLICATED 
FOX HUNT 
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powerful blow dashed out his life? Had 
I he stayed on land, we must have seen 
i him; had he been in water, that possi- 
; bility was slight. We talked and argued, 
; thought and reasoned, and in the end 
j grew strong in our conviction that the 
! solution lay at the pond bottom. 
Investigation, for the time, being com- 
plete, we restored the boat to its proper 
place, trudged along the narrow wood 
road that led from the camp to the main 
highway, and an hour later, stumbled 
into Mr. Hale’s kitchen thoroughly fag- 
ged out. 
j The second day thereafter, the pre- 
I vailing westerly winds having blown 
! Hubbard Pond free of ice, we rowed 
along close to that section of the shore 
where the dog’s body would naturally 
have drifted, in case it had floated.' The 
search was unavailing. Still not satis- 
fied, other plans were laid, and on the 
fourth day, we manufactured what, in 
war parlance, might be termed depth 
bombs. In short, we filled a pair of 
tin pails with sand, placing a heavy 
charge of dynamite in each. These we 
planted at the point of conflict. Two ter- 
rific explosions raised a great volume 
of water, best measured in tons, and 
much mud— but no dog! At that we had 
gone the limit. Time elapsed. Adver- 
tisements in the local papers went un- 
answered, while inquiries throughout the 
community likewise failed. The only 
light shed on the situation was the news 
that Sankey’s former master had more 
than once punished him severely for driv- 
ing deer. Gradually our thoughts and 
conversation shifted to other topics, 
i 
A WEEK from the day of our trou- 
bles and almost at the same hour 
; in the forenoon, Mr. Hale and I 
drove into the farm yard, returning from 
a brief tour in quest of partridge. We 
were greeted with repeated shouts of 
“Throw up your hats; your dog’s alive!” 
Our silent stare of “don’t believe” 
brought forth the announcement that a 
message by telephone reported him held 
for us at a farm four miles distant. 
Those four miles we quickly covered; 
then the story learned, to find that this 
I was w'hat had happened. Sankey, hav- 
ing quit the chase for what no doubt he 
felt were his best interests, headed 
straight for home twentj' miles away, in 
Fitchburg, Mass. Choosing as his route 
the western shore of Lake Monomonac, 
he came upon an attractive dead horse, 
on which he proceeded to make a meal 
Promptly the hidden fox ti-ap clamped 
a front foot. There Tvas no pulling free. 
In the six days of bitter struggle that 
ensued, he had dragged the horse’s head, 
to which the trap was clogged, a good 
half mile. Fortunately, fair weather, 
with moderate temperature, had been his 
lot; yet another twenty-four hours of 
exposure would probably have spelled 
the end. The trapper, for it was he who 
finally discovered Sankey, claimed to 
have tended his “sets” daily, but said 
