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FOREST AND STREAM 
Nov. 8, 1913. 
The Sportsman Tourist. 
North Carolina. 
HUNTER’S LODGE! 
Good Quail Shooting! 
Choice accommodations for ladies and gentlemen. 
Best Chef south of Potomac. 
Terms: $3.00 per day; $75.00 per month. 
GEN’L FRANK A. BOND :: Buies, N. C. 
Best Mixed Shooting in America. 
Ducks, Geese, Swans, Quail, Shore Birds—White’s Pre¬ 
serve, Waterlily, Currituck Sound, North Carolina. 
GOOD DUCK AND GOOSE SHOOTING.—Canvasback, 
Redhead, and other ducks from battery. Also- brush 
blind shooting on Currituck Sound. Address J. B. LEE, 
Tulls, Currituck county, North Carolina. 
Pennsylvania. 
Shooting at New Spruce Cabin Inn 
Rooms en suite and v/ith private bath. Electric lights. 
Steam heat. All amusements. Excellent Grouse, Squirrel, 
Rabbit and Deer shooting. Open season for Grouse, 
Squirrel and Rabbits, Oct. 15th to Dec. 1st. Deer, Nov. 
l©th to 25th. D., L. & W. R. R. to Cresco- Station, Pa. 
W. J. & M. D. PRICE, P. O. Canadensis, Pa. 
Virginia. 
MODERN HOTEL 
Cottages, rent or sale on fishing grounds. Guides 
and power boat, 1 man. $3; 2 men, $4 day. Channel 
Bass, Kings, Trout, Hogfish galore. Send for book¬ 
let. A. H. G. MEARS, Wachapreague, Eastern 
Shore, Virginia. 
Property for Rent. 
SPORT FOR THE WINTER 
SEASHORE, PINE FOREST 
AND SHOOTING 
Large cottage and grounds in the pines to rent 
for the season on Broadwater Island, 25 miles 
above Cape Charles, Virginia. Delightful and 
invigorating Winter climate, sea beach, bay and 
wildfowl. Address, 
WALTER GEORGE SMITH 
1006 Land Title Building! -f Philadelphia, Pa. 
Property For Sale. 
READ THIS 
Chance of a Lifetime 
One of the best trout hatcheries in the United States, with 
sufficient property and excellent facilities for sportsman’s 
club. Ix>cated on Great South Bay, 72 miles from New 
York City. 23 acres, 15 of which are timber. 8-room house 
with electric lights, barn and large feed house. 5 minutes’ 
walk from station. 30 ponds on property fed by pure 
springs. Has 150,000 trout on hand. Owner guarantees to 
raise 1 %-lb. trout in 2 years at 12 cents per pound. One 
lake adjoining can be bought or leased. 3 more within 3 
miles. Good quail, partridge and rabbit shooting on prop¬ 
erty. Fine duck shooting at the back door. Not one club 
on Long Island has facilities for raising fish so safely and 
cheaply, r-rosperous business and assured market tor 
breeders. Owner wishes to retire. For price and particu¬ 
lars address JOHN RACKOW, Crystal Spring Hatchery, 
Eastport, New York. 
ing to the Sweetwater River at or near Rock 
Independence. Thus it avoided the high inter¬ 
vening ridges, which cut off the Platte valley be¬ 
tween the Red Buttes and Rock Independence. 
The pioneer corps took and followed an alto¬ 
gether different route. They prepared a road 
along the north shore of the Platte to the Red 
Buttes, then traversing the gorge through the 
ridge came out on the broad open grass valley 
beyond, lying close to the mountain’s base. 
Thence by the use of a cleft in the hills, made 
by a stream coming in from the west, the road 
ascended this stream, winding its way upward 
some six or eight hundred feet above the level 
of the grassy valley to the summit of the divid¬ 
ing ridge, thence by gentle slopes and follow¬ 
ing a small stream which led into the Sweetwater 
River near Rock Independence, a distance of 
some twenty miles from the point of leaving the 
Platte River. 
The pioneer corps spent much labor making 
this latter part of the road, especially the ascent 
of the ridge, which would be a stiff climb for 
heavily loaded wagons, sufficiently serviceable to 
insure getting the expedition over the ridge and 
into the valley of the Sweetwater beyond. Fre¬ 
quent places were provided where stops could 
be made to breathe the horses, and by winding 
about in the ascent the grade was kept within 
bounds. The rough places were smoothed by 
the plows, rocks were rolled into depressions and 
covered with soil, while sloping places were 
plowed out to make a roadway that would keep 
the wagons from a tendency to tip over into the 
ravine. As it was prepared, the ascent could be 
made by lightening the loads and putting an 
extra team to each wagon. 
The next morning (Friday) all the divisions 
broke camp early. At 7 o’clock the third divis¬ 
ion was under way. Before nine it passed the 
night camping place of the other divisions. The 
members of the party were now becoming enthu¬ 
siastic over the grand scenery presenting itself 
to view from every turn in the trail. Game 
abounded everywhere. Elk and other large game 
were seen from time to time, sometimes within 
gun shot, at which times some of the members 
of the party or the settlers would -take a shot 
at random. Several deer were killed in this 
way, but most of the shots either only wounded 
or missed altogether. At one time several moun¬ 
tain sheep (big horns) appeared upon a high 
ridge, but disappeared quickly, having scented 
the approach of the column. These wild sheep, 
if the wind is toward them, can scent the ap¬ 
proach of an enemy at a very great distance, and 
are immediately off up the heights to such places 
as to make it almost impossible to follow them. 
Note.—The following is taken from the As¬ 
sociated Press of Dec. io, 1909: 
Red Cloud, the famous old Sioux Indian 
chief, is dead. This information was received 
to-day by Superintendent Brennan, of the Pine 
Ridge Indian Agency, who is in Washington at¬ 
tending the meeting of those interested in the 
education of the Indian. Red Cloud belonged 
to the old type of Indian. He was eighty-six 
years old and for the past twenty-five years had 
lived at the Pine Ridge agency. 
August Belmont has refused $200,000- for 
his racing horse Tracery, offered by an English¬ 
man, and largest ever made for an American 
thoroughbred. 
Evening Sights and Sounds. 
BY SANDY GRISWOLD. 
Doubtless there is unbounded wisdom in 
the old saying that to be healthy, wealthy 
and wise one must retire and arise with the 
birds. This old saying is founded, perhaps, 
on a belief that the lineage of man is traceable 
through a remote ancestry of feathered bipeds; 
but admitting this to be correct, it is not un¬ 
likely that the prehistoric owls may have formed 
a branch of our family, and that they have be¬ 
queathed to us both wisdom and a love of the 
hours when the sun doesn’t shine. Another old 
proverb puts us wise to the fact that “'the early 
bird catches the worm.” But again there are 
many of us who think that this woeful catas¬ 
trophe served the worm right for being up so 
prematurely. However, the old paradox is right. 
He who rises to see the sunshine of a summer 
morning, joyously welcomed by all the busy 
fields and woods, does indeed gain much. But 
if he goes to his slumbers when the deeper shades 
of twilight come softly over the landscape, he 
loses sight of nature just as she arrays herself 
in one of her most witching moods. 
In the bright sunshine of day time, the sight 
is charmed by the varied forms and colors that 
greet it and by pleasing sights of every kind, 
but in the evening the vision gains a needed rest. 
It is no longer dazzled by brightness, but it opens 
wide its portals and the few dim rays which 
enter form a faint and dreamy picture that only 
soothes the weary sense. It is otherwise with 
the hearing. Night is the time to feast the ear. 
In the day we are so intent on looking that we 
forget to listen. 
Tender melodies are sweetest when heard 
in the quiet evening. The swelling breeze, whis¬ 
pering through the cottonwoods as we lie in 
camp on the old Platte; the song and cheery 
shouts of returning gunners coming faintly over 
the water to those already in camp in the dim¬ 
ness of eventide, each sound comes to us full 
of its own soft messages. They gently touch 
the cords of life and echo back the harmony 
the spirit feels. 
Normally, our Nebraska evenings from- May 
till autumn are a carnival of melody. It is one 
of the first evidences that spring has come, the 
season of bursting buds and greening hillsides, 
when from every swale and lowland the chorus 
of the hyla arises. What these begin, the in¬ 
sects prolong until the last chirp of the linger¬ 
ing October cricket. The dog day nights are 
the best for hearing these latter in full voice. 
They keep up such a monotonous hum that 
finally the ear ceases to notice it. 
After a long, hot summer day, all animated 
nature seems to welcome the approach of night. 
The toilers of the forests, fields and streams one 
by one go to rest, and the nocturnal ramblers, 
both feathered and furred, come forth. They 
are few . in number, however, when compared 
with bustling life of the day time. 
One of the first of our evening birds is the 
hermit thrush. When crimson Phoebus swings 
low in the west, from the deep recesses of our 
low, damp woods comes his plaintive notes so 
clear, so mournful, so full of mystic meaning, 
it seems impossible that they could have come 
from the throat of a bird. He is not properly 
a night bird, but sings at twilight or in the quiet 
dusk before a rain. His song would be out of 
