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FOREST AND STREAM. 
[July 28, 1906. 
“Too bad Joe can’t go. I didn't much expect 
he could though just now; but if Fred Kelly 
will go, I dunno but it would be all right; he 
ought to know his way in the woods; he’s al¬ 
ways lived here.” 
“How old is Fred?” asked Harry. 
“About twenty-one; his father give him his 
time when he was twenty, and he went down Jo 
Boston. He’s been there a year or so. I'm 
goin’ out. there this arternoon, and if yer want 
to ride out and see him, yer can.” 
As the team stopped before the Kellys’ house, 
a young man came out and spoke to Uncle 
Shaw—a fairly built young fellow with a world 
of fun in his dark eyes. 
“Fred,” said Uncle Shaw, “here are two boys 
that have come up here from York to git a 
little fishin’. Their name is King. Uncle Jim 
King was their grand-sir. I was talking with 
Joe Lablanc, and he said you wanted to go 
fishin’ and didn’t have nobody to go with ye, and 
I didn’t know but you would go with them.” 
Thus introduced, the boys shook hands with 
Fred, and Harry said, “My name is Harry and 
my brother’s is Will. We have heard father tell 
so much about the fishing around here, that we 
wanted to try it.” 
“Now, boys,” said Uncle Shaw, “I’m going 
up here a piece; you can get out and have a talk 
with Fred, and I'll stop for ye when I come 
back.” And at Fred’s invitation, they went to 
the piazza and sat down. 
During the conversation that followed there 
was much said that was not relative to the pro¬ 
posed fishing trip, and the boys soon got quite 
well acquainted. 
Fred told them that he had heard from some 
lumbermen, who had been at work there dur¬ 
ing the winter and spring, that on the head¬ 
waters of Johns Stream there was most ex¬ 
cellent fishing, and as the stream had been im¬ 
proved to enable the logs to be. drawn out, the 
best fishing was easily gotten at. There were 
camps there where they could sleep, and even 
cook if they wished to, and he thought it would 
be the very best place they could go. They 
could go up the river to the mouth of the stream 
and follow it up; but it was a long way, and 
they would have to walk as much as fifteen 
miles. But they could go right up over the 
mountain back of their house, and by walking 
five or six miles, could strike the head of the 
stream, where there was a big dam and a camp 
nearby. They could leave his house early in 
the morning and get to fishing by 10 o’clock. 
This was very inviting to Harry and Will, and 
they decided at once that they would like very 
much to go. As to the walk, why that was noth¬ 
ing; they could do that and even carry quite a 
load if they took time enough. 
Fred said he was ready to go at once, pro¬ 
viding his father and mother were willing and 
he would go and ask them. While he was gone 
to see his father, Mrs. Kelly came out and, at 
the request of the boys, told them of the view 
before them. 
They were up on the side of a high mountain 
looking toward the southeast. At their feet 
lay ‘the Connecticut valley, dotted here and there 
with farm buildings, while around and among 
them wound and twisted the silvery river, lbok- 
ing in its great bends and curves like some great 
serpent. 
Beyond the valley rolling foothills began, here 
and there striped with roads along which a few 
houses or small villages could be seen, and 
back of and above them towered in its grandeur 
the majestic Presidential Range, with Mount 
Washington in the middle, standing like some 
gigantic sentinels to guard the land. 
Far to the right the Franconia Range could 
be seen dimly outlined in the distance, while to 
the extreme left Mount Starr King rose, seem¬ 
ingly a link to connect its more lofty neighbors 
to the Pilot Range, which extended far to the 
north till they were hiden from view. Although 
they had been to the White Mountains several 
times, they had never seen their grandeur as 
well as they saw it now, and they thought, as 
many had before them, that it was the finest 
view they had ever had. 
Soon Fred came back and said that his father 
was willing he should go, but they must not be 
out over Sunday, and so, as it was then near 
the last of the week, they decided to get ready 
and go early Monday morning. Mrs. Kelly 
said she would cook up a lot of provisions, and 
Fred was to get ready an ax and such things 
as might be needed. Harry said he would take 
his gun; but Mrs. Kelly put her foot down there. 
If they couldn’t go without a gun, then Fred 
couldn’t go. So, much to Harry’s regret, it was 
decided that no gun should go. 
Just as the arrangements had been completed. 
Uncle Shaw drove into the yard. Fred told 
them to be ready Sunday afternoon, and he 
would come out and get them and take them 
to his house, where they would be ready to 
start early Monday morning. With a hearty 
shake of the hand and a jolly “good-bye,” they 
were off. 
“Wall, I dunno,” said Uncle Shaw on the way 
home, “seems to me as though that was a putty 
bad place to go. There’s been lots of chopping 
going on there, and the woods are full of roads 
and ’most any one might get lost there; but if 
Hi Kelly says iPs all right, why I s’pose ’tis.” 
When Sunday came they were all ready to 
go with Fred when he came for them. During 
the evening they looked over the things they 
were to take, and put them in shape and, at 
Mrs. Kelly’s suggestion, they went to bed early 
that they might be awake by daylight and get 
an early start. 
It was not quite light when the hired man 
called them, but they quickly got up, and after 
eating a lunch Mrs. Kelly had left for them, they 
hitched up a team to an old buckboard and, pack¬ 
ing on their dunnage, started. After a ride of 
several miles through the woods over a very 
rough road, they emerged in a clearing and saw a 
small house before them. 
“There is Henry Ireland’s place,” said Jim 
Early, the hired man. “He knows where the 
path is that goes over to the stream, and if he 
is home, you’ll be all right.” 
The boys got off, found Mr. Ireland at home, 
and he told them how to go over there. He 
then took them to the edge of the woods and 
put them on the path. Just as the sun came up 
over the hill, the boys stepped into the woods, 
leaving behind a scene that two of them would 
not see again. C. D. Chase, 
[to be continued.] 
The Chase in Decoration. 
The ancients thought representations of the 
chase decoration befitting the palaces of kings 
and the temples of their gods. Mankind had 
emerged from the savage state, and the conflict 
with the lower animals merely in self-defense 
or for food had ceased in Assyria four thousand 
years ago, in the time of “Nimrod, the mighty 
hunter before the Lord,” whose worldly am¬ 
bition as the founder of a great kingdom was 
equalled by his ardor for his favorite occu¬ 
pation. 
A thousand years had passed when Tiglath 
Pileser I. ascended the throne of his fathers. 
His character resembled that of his nearly 
mythical predecessor, for when he died, about 
B. C. 1100, after a reign of twenty years, he had 
not only made and left his country the most 
important monarchy in the world, but, the 
temple of Ann and Vul having fallen into decay 
during an existence of seven hundred and one 
years, he rebuilt it with great splendor, and in 
one of two pyramidal towers, called ziggurrats, 
have been found three engraved cylinders, re¬ 
cording his exploits. From those we learn 
that-he “was passionately fond of hunting. He 
chased wild bulls on the Lebanon, he slaughtered 
120 lions, besides numerous other wild animals; 
and he kept for his pleasure at his capital Assur, 
a park of animals of the chase. The king of 
Egypt, knowing his taste, sent an embassy to 
him, and presented him with a crocodile.” 
(George Smith’s “History of Assyria.”) 
Another king with similar tastes was Assur- 
nazir-pal, whose rule lasted from B. C. 885 to 
860; and when he rebuilt the city of Calah he 
erected two temples and a palace, of which noth¬ 
ing remains except the palace mound of Nim¬ 
rod, and the walls of these he adorned with 
carvings in relief of his military exploits and 
scenes of the chase, now in the British Museum. 
Among these are a bull hunt and two lion 
hunts. 
The most important building of the reigji of 
Assur-bani-pal (Sardanapalus, B. C. 668-626) was 
the north palace of Nineveh on the platform of 
Koyunjik, decorated with bas-reliefs of varying 
dimensions, the subjects being mostly hunting 
scenes. The favorite animals were lions, which 
were pursued in chariots, on horseback, and on 
foot; gazelles or wild goats, wild horses, which 
were followed on horseback with hounds, and 
slain with spears and arrows (No. 6), or caught 
with a noose; deer, hares and birds. Nor had 
the king to go far afield, since most of the ob¬ 
jects of his sport were kept in a park on the 
eastern side of Nineveh, and before the hunts 
were opened attendants inclosed the stags in 
a portion of the wood with nets (No. 3). Cap¬ 
tive lions were frequently let loose out of cages, 
and the royal party drove or rode to the meet * 
and dismounted or not, as seemed convenient. 
A great change is noticeable in the style ot 
the Nineveh sculptures, which, with the excep¬ 
tion of most of the lion hunts, are on a smaller 
scale than those from Nimrod, though possibly 
the difference is due less to the lapse of two 
hundred years than to the idiosyncrasy of the 
sculptor. The later work is stiffer as regards 
the treatment of the manes of lions and horses, 
and even the movements of the men seem 
more strictly to adhere to an established con¬ 
ventional standard, but it has gained immensely 
in grace of outline and beauty of grouping. 
Some of the slabs are divided into three by 
plain bands upon which small portions of the 
subjects occasionally encroach. In the top¬ 
most division lions are hunted on foot with bow 
and arrows; below it the central group consists 
of a noble on horseback spearing a lion in the 
mouth, while holding in his left hand the bridle 
of a spare horse which is attacked behind by a 
lion pierced with three arrows (No. 1). A 
beardless attendant lashes his horse to the rescue 
and a bearded rider with a spear follows, extend¬ 
ing his right arm with excitement. Broken 
hoofs below the tail of the last horse indicate 
that part of the group has been destroyed. Part 
of the lowest division is occupied by a chase 
of wild goats. The archer, having dismounted, 
kneels in the act of drawing his bow, and a boy 
with a quiver kneels behind him stretching out 
two arrows (No. 5). It should be observed, 
however, that the .two human figures which are 
sculptured on a broken slab of Assyrian arago¬ 
nite are not correct in their present position in 
the Musuem, the end of a rope proving that this 
slab never immediately joined the one next to 
which it is placed. To the right of the herd of 
goats an attendant stands with a richly capari¬ 
soned horse. Crossing the tail of the latter is 
that of another horse led by a mounted attend¬ 
ant, who, with another man with a quiver on his 
back, bow and bridle held in his left hand, and 
two arrows ready in his right, follows some 
NO. 2. MAN AND HOUND. FROM AN ASSYRIAN 
BAS-RELIEF FROM NINEVEH. 
