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FOREST AND STREAM 
A Mountain Lookout 
By Paul 
ROCKEFELLER FOUNDATION ESTABLISH¬ 
ES MORE GAME PRESERVES. 
For the purpose of establishing another wild 
fowl refuge on the northern shore of the Gulf of 
Mexico the Rockefeller Foundation has pur¬ 
chased the Grand Chenier tract, containing 
85,000 acres, in the parishes of Cameron and Ver¬ 
million, Louisiana, at a cost of approximately 
$225,000. An announcement to this effect was 
made by the secretary of the foundation upon the 
execution of a deed from the Rockefeller Foun¬ 
dation placing the land for an initial term of five 
years under the protection of the Louisiana Con¬ 
servation Commission. The commission, on its 
side, has formally accepted the tract and has un¬ 
dertaken to protect it by game wardens. 
This purchase, the arrangements for which 
have consumed more than a year and a half, is 
another step in the program to establish 
throughout the winter feeding and resting 
grounds for birds and along their migration 
routes suitable preserves where they -can be pro¬ 
tected at all times of the year. 
The Grand Chenier tract is full of shallow 
ponds, lakes and bayous, abounding in cover for 
the protection of birds against storms. It pro¬ 
duces an enormous quantity of natural food, suf¬ 
ficient to provide for the vast number of birds 
from the North which winter along the Gulf 
coast. 
FIVE COUNTIES IN PENNSYLVANIA CLOSED 
TO HUNTING DEER. 
Notice was given by the state game commission 
that five counties would be closed to deer hunt¬ 
ing for five years from November 1 next, this 
action being taken under the act of 1913. The 
counties are Chester, Warren, Forest, Clarion 
and Jefferson. Last year Fayette, Somerset, 
Westmoreland and Cambria were closed to hunt¬ 
ing for three years. 
By the terms of the law no deer may be hunt¬ 
ed and it is the intention to stock the counties 
with deer and to liberate in them animals which 
may be donated. 
In the winter the game commission will locate 
six new game preserves on forest reservations. 
There are now six in existence. 
From long pleasant windings through an 
arbored shade of forest trees and blossoming 
wildwood, the sandy road over which we had 
driven since leaving Forked Lake outlet 
emerged suddenly into the broad sunshine of 
open -country. Rough and tumbled hills, 
bright -with emerald grasses, and anciently em¬ 
bellished with the charred ruins of old stumps 
rose steeply on our left. Beyond, a great 
mountain, robed from top to bottom in virgin 
woods, signalled majestically the close presence 
of the wilderness; while to the east, west and 
north other mountains—some etherealized by 
distance—some standing near and intimate 
like friendly landmarks—thrust their forest- 
fringed peaks against a cloud-swept indigo sky. 
For a mile or more the sweating horses 
plodded over the hot sandy wagon tracks. Then, 
abruptly we dipped into a gully, drew up over 
a sharp rise and clattered out upon a 
macadamized state road. Along this we rode 
Brandreth. 
have conjured poetic feeling in the most sterile 
imagination. It had all of a bucolic and wild¬ 
erness charm. We looked at it with delight, 
and drank it deep into our beings. 
Directly -below, lying as it were at our feet, 
the lake reached its long arm of cobalt blue 
into the heart of remote mountain ranges. 
Almost as far as one could see a singularly 
shaped island clad thick with velvet spruce 
loomed dark and distinct against the sun- 
bright tumbled waves; while six or seven miles 
beyond, their old-world shapes hazed in the 
mellow atmosphere of mid-afternoon, the 
Santanoni and Seward systems rose and fell 
along the horizon in an unbroken line from 
east to west. 
Thus, coming over the hill-top we looked 
off into a country of wild untrammeled 
solitude. Just as we knew that those distant 
mountains sheltered many a ten-point white- 
tail buck, and many a hump-backed shambling 
Seventh Tournament N. A. S. A. C., Chicago, September 5, 6 and 7. 
The Sycamore in both the native and oriental 
forms is being urged for street planting by The 
State College of Forestry at Syracuse. Few 
trees will thrive as does the Sycamore under ad¬ 
verse sod conditions and where the air is filled 
continually with coal smoke. The Oriental Syca¬ 
more is better suited to general street planting 
than the native Sycamore. The native Sycamore 
has the drawback of shedding its bark more or 
less, especially as it reaches considerable age- 
The Oriental Sycamore can be planted safely this 
fall and is especially suited to wide streets and 
is almost as rapid in growth as the Carolina pop¬ 
lar but unlike the poplar it has a clean habit of 
growth, is longer lived and holds its leaves later 
in the autumn. 
Of the 900,000,000 bushels of wheat estimated 
for production in the United States this year, 
Nebraska will produce one-tenth or 90,000,000 
bushels. 
The Nebraska corn crop is estimated to reach 
210,000,000 -bushels for 1914. 
in high spirits, and presently, having slid 
again into the cool green of overarching 
maples and come up over the brow of still 
another hill—we found ourselves looking down, 
through a twinkle and shimmer of leaves upon 
the bright breeze-blown waters of Long 
Lake. 
To be confronted unexpectedly with an en¬ 
chanting view gives always to the beholder a 
pleasant sort of thrill. A minute ago you were 
walled in by trees, or hedgerows, or the con¬ 
fines of a narrowed outlook. Now, the doors 
are open and your gaze can range with the 
freedom of a bird over miles and miles of 
earth, and sky, and water. No wonder you 
experience a sense of joyous exhilaration. 
Sometimes the view may be somewhat dis¬ 
appointing—a shade less beautiful than you 
ipre-supposed it to be; but more often, and 
especially throughout the mountainous por¬ 
tions of New York, are your anticipations 
richly consummated. 
The view that opened out before us would 
bruin, we knew that the dancing squall-swept 
waters at our feet were prodigal of bass, pike 
and golden iperch. iBut turn one’s glance a 
trifle to the right and the landscape at once 
civilized itself. Here were green fields and 
rocky hillocks, and the white maple-shaded 
avenue of the state road. Long horned cattle 
and picturesque flocks of sheep grazed over 
the hills and pasturelands. At intervals 
along the state road a luxuriant or plebian 
motor car flashed by in a whirl of dust. 
The combination of the wild and civilized 
however, was not incongruous. On the con¬ 
trary the one appeared to enhance the beauty 
of the other. Beside us grew the mature 
forest, sun-filtered and exhaling a cool 
aromatic fragrance. But a step beyond we 
looked down over a screen of pink apple 
blossoms upon the gray pitch roof and com¬ 
fortable outlines of Long View House. 
Long View House is one of those places of 
which one reads and dreams about, but sel¬ 
dom realizes. It is neither hotel or hostelry 
