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the evening when we counted our fish, my teacher 
had twenty-five and I had twenty-four, but I had 
all the big ones. I was in my bare feet and was 
not afraid to wet my tow trousers by wading 
into the deep holes among the splatterdocks 
where I could reach the veterans. It was this 
same Dave Bear who taught me my first les¬ 
sons in deer hunting, and the situation was rather 
embarrassing, 1 can assure you, when I, in com¬ 
pany with him, wiped his eye and killed my first 
deer. 
When I grew to young manhood I was com¬ 
pelled to give up my hunting and fishing in a 
large measure to make room for college days 
and other duties, but when I had attended to 
these and made a home for myself, the love of 
the forest and stream won me back. It was then 
that I learned to know Bill Reams, Tom Moore, 
West Kizer, George D. Pennepacker, Bob Cum¬ 
mins, F. S. Vought, Harry Lee and many others 
with whom I hunted and fished. And now as 
I sit in my den and call the roll of all these 
hunting friends, I find Dave Bear, Bill Luther, 
Bill Courtney and George Patchin, whom I knew 
so long ago, are marked “absent,” and they have 
left no successors. Of the later ones, Bill Reams, 
George D. Pennepacker, Bob Cummins, Plarry 
Lee, F. S. Vought and others with whom I have 
spent so many happy days in camp, are gone. 
During the past year Pennepacker died. He was 
the prince of good fellows, a splendid gentleman 
and one of the best preachers I ever knew. For 
many years he preached the gospel with won¬ 
derful success, but he always had time to take 
a day off with his rod or gun. On Aug. 26 last 
word came to me in a distant State that Bill 
Reams, too, was dead. Reams was seventy-five 
years of age, and for sixty years and more he 
had been a hunter and a fisherman. I-Ie was 
born in the woods when, as he used to say, “the 
wolves and owls with their terrifying howls dis¬ 
turbed our nightly dreams.” 
When I first knew Bill Reams he was still 
hunting with a muzzleloader, a double gun, with 
which he had killed 104 deer, bears, wolves, 
panthers and other game. Because of his genial 
qualities, his good fellowship, and above all be¬ 
cause of his wonderful success as a hunter and 
fisherman, it was considered a great treat to 
camp and hunt with him. What days and nights 
we spent in our old camp on Chestnut Ridge! It 
was about this time that we killed the big bear 
that was routed by Bazzle Kime’s crew on 
Winter’s Ridge, whipped the dogs and got away. 
We took his trail the next morning and killed 
him. Bill was something of a poet them, and 
in his description of that hunt he wrote his 
famous doggerel: 
“ ’Twas on Winter’s Ridge, near the woodpecker tree, 
Old Bazzle he routed the bear, you see,” etc. 
But the story of the “Bear Hunt and its 
Sequel” was told in Forest and Stream twenty 
years ago. By this I am reminded that time 
flies, and it behooves me to get ready for the fall 
campaign. Yesterday while on my way to our 
new club house in the mountains I saw some 
big squirrels, a couple of fine grouse and the 
tracks of several deer not far from our camp, 
and when the present hunting season is over, 
you may hear from the Crystal Spring Rod and 
Gun Club, the successors of the old Gum Swamp 
Club, on its new hunting grounds of 400 acres 
in the Alleghenies. 
Waiting for Opening Day. 
St. Johns, N. F., Oct. 25. — Editor Forest and 
Stream: The steamship Invermore on her last 
few trips brought several hunting parties who 
are now on the West coast preparing for the 
caribou hunt, which begins on Friday, Oct. 20, 
when the close season ends. 
Most of the hunters are Americans, a few are 
British, and one party consists of Prince Ghika, 
of Roumania, who will spend some time in Bay 
Despair county. The prince is accompanied by 
Captain Radclyffe. Several other parties are on 
the way now, and will arrive just as the season 
NATHANIEL P. LANGFORD, 
Whose death occurred recently. 
opens. From reports sent in by guides and 
others, there is little doubt that all the hunters 
will get, without much trouble, the legal limit 
of caribou heads. The secretary of the game 
board has announced that licenses issued so far 
this year are largely in excess of those issued 
any previous season. 
Judge Prouse, our local historian, has issued 
a guide book to Newfoundland. Many prospec¬ 
tive visitors from the United States complained 
that it was impossible to get definite and re¬ 
liable information. The judge’s book removes 
this cause of complaint, and the guide book is 
a veritable vade me cum for the visitor. 
As the judge is a sportsman of the o'd school, 
the part relating to the woods—deer hunting, 
salmon and sea trout, and all that these terms 
imply to the nature lover, is well worth the 
closest attention of readers, even though they 
be not devotees of the great outdoors; as to the 
judge, that part of the work was most congenial. 
There are articles on sport from the pens of 
some of the best known British sportsmen, such 
as F. C. Selous, Hesketh Pritchard, J. Guiilie 
Millais, Admiral Kennedy and others. It gives 
reliable information about the best caribou 
grounds, salmon and sea trout rivers, guides, 
means of locomotion, besides being a storehouse 
of general information, relating to imports, ex¬ 
ports, manufactures, cod and seal fisheries, agri¬ 
culture, minerals and mines; in fact any ques¬ 
tion that an ordinary visitor may be inclined to 
ask about the country can be answered off-hand 
by reference to the guide book. As the book is 
authorized by the Department of Marine and 
Fisheries, it is official, and therefore reliable. 
Any American who has visited or intends visit¬ 
ing Newfoundland should write the Department 
of Marine and Fisheries, St. Johns, and secure 
a copy of this book, as it fills the need that many 
visitors felt and complained of heretofore. 
Since the season opened many large bags 
have been reported, and the aggregate number 
of partridges brought in must be very large. 
During the first few days after the opening, par¬ 
tridge sold in the local market for $1 per brace; 
they are now selling for forty cents. 
It is probable that the question of limiting the 
number of birds killed by any one party will 
be settled by the Game and Fish Commission 
during the coming winter. W. J. Carroll. 
Connecticut Deer Accident. 
South Norwalk, Conn., Oct. 28 .—Editor Forest 
and Stream: It may interest you to learn of the 
peculiar death of a doe deer, in the town of 
Trumbull, recently. 
The doe and a fawn of the year were seen in 
the fields on Sunday, and on Tuesday the doe 
was found in an alder patch, dead. From the 
position of the body it was plain that she had 
jumped the wire fence from the road and had 
caught on the top wire, pulling the staple and 
sagging the wire. The strange thing was that 
in falling forward she had struck on an alder 
stub, which was thrust down her throat and had 
evidently caused sudden death, as there was no 
sign of a struggle. 
The boy who found the deer pulled the stub 
from her throat and said that it was all that he 
could do to free it, it was so deep fastened. I 
saw the deer later and noted that the wind pipe 
was broken and lacerated. 
When the body was skinned there was evi¬ 
dence of a rifle ball wound—.32 or .38 caliber- 
on the hind quarter, which might explain why the 
deer was not able to clear the fence, and perhaps 
caused her to plunge forward into the stubs; 
and it is likely that her mouth was open from 
running, allowing the stub to enter. 
Another doe and fawn entered a farmyard the 
same week, and when the children went out to 
look at them, the doe jumped the heavy wire 
fence and started off. The fawn tried to fol¬ 
low, and plunged into the wire two or three 
times. She got her leg through the fence, badly 
injuring it, and plunged into the fence again and 
dropped dead almost without a struggle. Deer 
have been seen quite frequently of late. 
Wilbur F. Smith. 
