NOV. 22, 1913. 
FOREST AND STREAM 
671 
every dog and fowl in the village has been 
awakened by the shock and join their voices in 
a universal song of anything but harmony, and 
then, I do not know if due to the earthquake or 
to some other cause, the temperature gradually 
falls, until it feels almost like freezing. 
I can stand it no longer, but get up for a 
stroll. On my return a glowing spark proclaims 
that S. is awake also, and smoking, and we ex¬ 
change experiences, which we find much the 
same. Then comes the welcome voice of Vin¬ 
cente, our canoe man, telling us, if we like, he 
is ready to make a start. So we make a square 
meal of cocoa and ship’s biscuits, an excellent 
thing to begin a day’s work upon, another hand¬ 
ful and an orange being shoved into the game 
bag for future reference. 
Picking up guns, cartridges, game bags, etc., 
we followed Vincente to the canoe, which is lying 
in a sort of canal close to the village, and which 
had been dry on my previous visit. It is a 
somewhat curious fact, though now well on in 
the dry season, the water is some feet higher 
than it had been before—the reason probably be¬ 
ing that during the rams the exit into the sea, 
kept clear by the rush of water, afterward be¬ 
comes silted up by the action of the waves, so 
raising the level inside. The canoe is rather a 
risky structure in which to trust oneself in alli¬ 
gator-infested waters; but it is strongly built, 
cut out of one solid trunk, with dividing blocks 
left intact, giving it extra strength and form¬ 
ing water-tight compartments. 
It will not be daybreak for two hours; and 
this will give us plenty of time to be on what 
Vincente considers the best duck ground by day¬ 
light. It is at the far end of the lagoon, some 
seven miles off. The shape of the lagoon is that 
of a somewhat straightened crescent, with the 
further corner rounded off and the convex side 
away from the sea. Our canoe man takes his 
way up this side, and as there is no probability 
of a shot for some time, we lie at full length at 
the bottom of the canoe, enjoying the warmth 
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 clubs located on Great South Bay,712 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 prop¬ 
erty fed by pure springs. Has 150,000 trout on hand. 
Owner guarantees to raise lh lb. trout in 2 years at 12 
cents pen pound. One lake adjoining can be bought or 
leased. 3 more within 3 miles. Good quail, partridge 
and rabbit shooting on property. Fine duck shooting 
at the back door. Not one club on Long Island has 
facilities for raising fish so safely and cheaply. Pros¬ 
perous business and assured market for breeders. 
Owner wishes to retire. For price and particulars ad¬ 
dress 1 John RACKow. Crystal Spring Hatchery, Eastport, 
krw York. 
given by the sheltering sides and a pipe. I must 
have dropped off to sleep, I think, for the next 
thing I remember is being aroused by a boot 
upon the back of my cranium, and start up just 
in time to see the first flush of sunrise breaking 
across the eastern hills. 
We are gliding slowly past great banks of 
reeds, into silent broads, just deep enough to 
allow the water-weeds and lilies to appear in 
patches upon the surface. Just the very place 
for duck—but, alas! the duck are not there. It 
was nine o’clock and as yet the bag amounted to 
one curlew and three brace of coots; and, to 
make matters worse, these, most difficult shots, 
had been brought to bag without a miss, showing 
that, in spite of a spell off, our hands had not 
lost their cunning. 
At length in despair I tell Vincente we have 
seen enough to make up our minds that there are 
no duck and that he must take us to the further 
side of the lagoon, as we could at least shoot 
some doves and plovers, which would be more 
lively than an occasional coot. Poor Vincente— 
he took it without a murmur and paddled out 
into the open. 
The sun is now hot; alligators are seen to be 
basking on the surface in every direction. We 
cross the lagoon, and are approaching the other 
shore, where a lot of coots and a few stilt plov¬ 
ers are feeding. At about thirty yards the latter 
rise, and I am just about to fire, when the magic 
word “patos” comes to my ears, and, almost at 
the same moment, a little fleet of teal, which 
have stolen out from behind a grassy eyelet, take 
to their wings and are away—not, however, be¬ 
fore I have given them two somewhat hurried 
shots, dropping one bird, which falls into the 
bushes that border the lagoon. Hastily reload¬ 
ing, and putting half a dozen cartridges into my 
pocket, I jump out into the shallow water, while 
S. pushes off into the deep, as likely to give him 
a better chance of another shot. 
1 am poking about in the bushes and regret¬ 
ting the fact that I have no dog, when I hear 
a cry of “Look out!” and have just time to get 
ready when half a dozen birds, of the same 
flight, come past at a tremendous pace, some 
thirty yards distant. A bird fairly killed falls to 
each barrel; and as they swerve out away from 
me, S. gets another. This is at least a start; 
and though we do not find the first bird, a brace 
and a half of fine, fat teal makes a good, if 
somewhat late, beginning. I was rather anxious 
to follow up this flight which had gone bad ; but 
Vincente pointed onward. 
I still stick to the bank, while S. keeps 
abreast of me in the canoe, and it is not long 
before putting up a mixed flock of teal and coot, 
I add one each to my bag. Another lot of birds 
attracts S. to some distance; and it dawns upon 
me that, besides the cartridges in my barrel I 
have only a couple left. A bird goes past me 
Send for our 
large Catalog 
and see what a 
high grade gun 
you can buy for 
a low price. 
See how the Safety-bar (No. 4) when 
pushed back over the L-shaped ends of the Sears (No. 5) completely blocks them, making accidental 
discharge absolutely impossible. Every Davis Hammerless Gun has the Safety that “Blocks the 
Sears.” It is a Safe “ Safety.” 
N. R. DAVIS & SONS, ASS0NET, MASS., U. S. A. 
“The Gun that Blocks the Sears” 
Nine 
Grades 
which I bring down with my second barrel, and 
now I am without any reserve. 
Just then I see the canoe approaching, and 
as they come round a little sandy spit, up gets a 
stray bird, giving me a good chance, which I 
missed shamefully, getting him down, however, 
with the second barrel. 
(Continued next week.) 
GAME BIRDS 
Hungarian Partridges, Quail, Ring-neck, Pheasants, Wild 
lurkeys, Capercailzie, Black Game, Wild Ducks, Decoys 
Beautiful Swans, Fancy Pheasants. Peafowl, Cranes' 
Storks, Ornamental Ducks and Geese. 
"EVERYTHING IN THE BIRD LINE 
FROM A CANARY TO AN OSTRICH," 
I am the oldest established and largest exclusive dealer 
in laud and water birds in America, and have on hand 
the most extensive stock in the United States. 
Box ■ 
G. D. TILLEY, Naturalist 
DARIEN, CONN. 
RAINBOW TROUT 
are well adapted to Eastern waters. Try stocking with 
some of the nice yearlings or fry fiom our hatchery and 
you will be pleased with the results 
PLYMOUTH ROCK TROUT COMPANY 
Colburn C. Wood. Supt., Plymouth, Mass. 
Small-Mouth Black Bass 
We have the only establishment dealing in young small- 
mouth black bass commercially in the United States. 
Vigorous young bass in various sizes, ranging from ad¬ 
vanced fry to 3 and 4 inch fingerlings for stocking pur¬ 
poses. 
Waramaug Small-Mouth Black Bass Hatchery. 
Correspondence invited. Send for Circulars. Address 
HENRY W. BEAMAN - New Preston, Conn. 
BfOok Troilt" a ’l a S es f° r stocking brooks 
* and lakes. Brook trout eggs 
m any quantity. Warranted delivered anywhere in fine 
condition. Correspondence solicited. 
I ML rL IMUU 1 H KUCK TROUT CO. 
Plymouth, Mass. 
FOR SALE.—Brook trout, fry, fingerlings and yearlings, 
eyed eggs in season. Hotel trade a specialty. Address 
N. F. HOXIE, R. F. D., Plymouth, Mass. 
LIVE WILD RABBITS (Cottontails) 
Please book orders quickly 
E. B. WOODWARD, 302 Greenwich St., NEW YORK 
Curios, Den curios for sale. Illustrated list, 5 
cents, Large stock prehistoric and modern 
Indian relics, old guns and pistols, Alaska 
curios, minerals, .fossils, etc. Address N. E. 
CARTER, Elkhorn, Wis. 
Sportsman’s Preserve. 
1.000 Acres, situated near Pamlico Souinl, North Caro¬ 
lina. in heart of cluck and goose country. The best flights 
in the State are found here. No other such preserve is avail¬ 
able in this State. Full game rights protected from trespassers. 
A great gnu club opportunity. Address for further particulars, 
W. J. GRIFEIN, 
Manteo, N. C. 
SPECIAL. Large Crimson Red English Cock 
Canaries, in full song, $ 5 . 00 . Young Talking Parrots, genu¬ 
ine Cuban Blood Hound Male Pups, $ 10 . 00 ; Angora Cats, all 
colours, each, $ 5 . 00 . Pets all kinds. Get my circulars. 
BOKDMAN LAMB. Grand Rapids. Mich. 
For Sale 
ORANGE ANII WHITE LLEWELLIN SETTER 
HITCH, 2 Vi years old. Sired by Pinehurst Doc. Registered. 
Has had full season on quail. Fast, stylish and stanch. Price, 
$ 150 . 
GEO. W. LOVELL, 
Middleboro, Mass. 
Airedales of Quality. 
PUPPIES and older Stock, by Champions Midland 
Royal, Swiveller, King Nobbier and other noted sires bred 
to Champion stock bitches. 
White not the best ? Money back if not satisfied. 
TONKA KENNELS, 
Security Hank Building, Minneapolis, Minn. 
