CHAPTER IV 
MORE ABOUT GUN-SHYNESS AND 
RETRIEVING 
NUMBER of years ago there was a 
little group of enthusiastic hunters 
^ and lovers of sporting dogs who 
banded together for annual excursions into 
the Dakota country, where for thirty days 
or more each season they would revel in their 
favorite fields. They called themselves The 
Dakota Hunting Club—and never did more 
congenial souls find joy in the kind of life 
we love. It was the writer’s pleasure the 
other day to spend an hour with one of the 
men who was an active member of this most 
interesting club during the days of its glory. 
I found keen thrills looking through his pic¬ 
tures, reading his clippings of deeds and 
dogs, and just listening to his descriptions of 
the “old days” now gone. My friend, Judge 
Brown, showed me, among other things, an 
old letter written to him almost a quarter 
century ago by a brother member, Jim Crane, 
