July 30, 1910.] 
FOREST AND STREAM. 
195 
The pass is just wide enough for a trail where 
one person can walk, and in many places one 
has to take chances of falling in scaling the 
rocks ond bridging the crevices in them. We 
reached Lobkout Point and, as well as the 
weather would permit, enjoyed the all-inspiring 
sight before us. Close by rises the dizzy height 
of Whiteface straight into the sky, grand, over¬ 
whelming. immeasurable. It is all a wonderful 
feature of nature—almost a monstrosity—this 
huge wall and yawning cavern. 
The country just traversed is owned by the 
McIntyre Iron Ore Company; some 80,000 
acres.of wild timber land comprise its holdings. 
It leases club privileges to the Tahawus Club. 
Quite extensive mining operations are being 
conducted in the vicinity of Lake Sanford. One 
shaft has been sunk 500 feet. Sixty or seventy 
teams were engaged in hauling ore to North 
Creek, the nearest railroad station. Prospect¬ 
ing has been carried on by the United States 
Steel Company for three years; 'many borings 
have been made and representatives of the com¬ 
pany are now negotiating for the property. A 
railroad will be projected into that region, and 
one of the most extensive iron ore repositories 
in this hemisphere will have been opened to the 
markets of the world. 
Next morning we again crossed Lake Hen¬ 
derson on our way to Preston Ponds. The 
height of land forming the St. Lawrence and 
Hudson River watershed was reached about 
9:30 a. m. This spot is indicated by a surveyor’s 
copper base mark, upon which the altitude is 
written as 2,180 feet. Here two infinitesimal 
streams originate and begin their long seaward 
journey down opposite sides of the mountain, 
like the destiny of two human lives parted in 
youth, leaving the land of their nativity, rushing 
away through devious channels, submerged in¬ 
dividually in one vast entity and finally lost 
in the unfathomable tide that is ever and in¬ 
scrutably waiting. 
The first Preston Pond is small with grace¬ 
fully curved shore lines that captivate the eye. 
The heavy timber growth reaches down from 
the mountains on every side and seems to 
cuddle this little pond in its leafy embrace. 
The first two ponds were crossed in one of the 
company’s boats. At the duck hole or third 
pond, by discharging a gun, we attracted the at¬ 
tention of members of one of the Santa Clara 
Lumber Company’s camps on the opposite side 
of the lake. A boat put out from shore near 
the camp, which proved to be a crudely built 
scow, quarter filled with muddy water in which 
shiners and pumpkinseeds disported them¬ 
selves. A young Frenchman handled with con¬ 
summate ease the two heavy 2x4 scantlings used 
as oars. The lumbering camp consisted of a 
barn, an ice house, a mess shack and a build¬ 
ing where the men slept. Three fat porkers 
rooted at will about the premises. The long, 
low, rough log structures presented a quaint 
appearance. With me a log cabin always in¬ 
spires a romantic spirit; it seems to hark back 
to the iron days of adventure on the wild fron¬ 
tiers of America and the courageous, indepen¬ 
dent lives of our ancestors. 
The cook was of French extraction, forty- 
eight years old. He related in broken accent 
the story of his life, claiming the royal blood of 
the Bourbons flowed in his veins. He had lived 
in a lumbering camp practically all his days and 
had cooked for lumbermen for twenty-five years 
in the United States and Canada. The luscious 
doughnuts fished out of a big pot of sizzling fat 
were eloquent tributes to the fact that he knew 
enough about cookery to make all men love 
him and his works—one of those unfortunates 
who, becoming transcendently proficient along 
one line, renders himself indispensable to that 
particular avocation and an exile to all others. 
In the mess room there were no stools nor 
chairs, the only seats being at the table con¬ 
structed of long logs that some one had tried 
to hew flat on one side. These logs were sup¬ 
ported by strong pieces of wood for legs. Fifty 
men were employed on this lumbering job. Our 
information was that certain employers of lum¬ 
bermen worked their men so hard that in two 
years a physical collapse often ensued, which 
The “Old Reliable” PARKER GUN 
Wins for the EIGHTH Time 
The Grand American Handicap. 
Score of 100 Straight from 19 Yards. 
At Chicago, Ill., June 25, 1910. 
Mr. Riley Thompson, of Cainsville, Mo., made this record, which has 
never before been equaled in this classic event. 
The Parker Gun, in the hands of Mr. Guy V. Dering, also won 
the Amateur Championship at Chicago, June 24, scoring 189 ex 200, 
shooting at 160 singles and 20 doubles. 
The Prize Winners and Champions shoot The PARKER GUN! 
Why don’t YOU? 
PARKER BROS. 
New York Salesrooms : 32 Warren St. Meriden, Conn. 
So, You Get What You Shoot At 
TJ ERE is the one extremely light, 
graceful, well-balanced rifle 
that embodies the newest features 
of repeater construction. Here is 
lightness without weakness: a rifle 
made 4 lbs., 10 oz. light without 
any sacrifice. 
And here too is the famous Sav¬ 
age game-getting accuracy. Here 
the only smooth repeater action, 
with quick loading, handy military 
box magazine. 
The breech is forged steel, solid 
top with side ejection. An indicator 
shows positively when the rifle is 
cocked and when empty. 
'The firing mechanism can be 
locked by a safety. 
HAM BE RED to shoot all 
lengths of . 2 2 cartridges. By 
merely turning a thumb screw, this 
model takes down for cleaning or 
packing. 
Weight 4 lbs., 10 oz.; improved 
sight and bead ; 20 inch round 
barrel; straight stock; rifle butt plate. 
Price $ 10.00. Extra magazines 2 5c. 
Our new rifle book shows all the 
famous Savage rifles in colors. If 
you count on a splendid vacation 
you cannot afford to start off with¬ 
out seeing it. Don’t put it off and 
forget it Send post card today, 
with your dealer’s name. 
Savage Arms Co., Savage 
Avenue, Utica, N. Y. 
.22 CALIBRE. MODEL 1909 
SAVAGE 
HAMMERLESS REPEATER 
THE GRIZZLY BEAR. 
All That The Title Suggests 
To the American sportsman and the American small boy, alike, the Grizzly stands first 
in interest among American game animals. To both of these and to the outdoor public 
“The Grizzly Bear,” by Wm. H. Wright, will have a strong appeal. 
It is the work of a Naturalist-Hunter, the best book that has been written about any 
of the bears. Story, narrative, natural history, acute observation combine to make it a 
most readable and valued book for the big-game hunter, the lover of stirring exper¬ 
iences, or the student of wild life. Cloth, illustrated, 274 pages. 
Postpaid, $1.70 
FOREST AND STREAM PUB. CO„ 127 Franklin St., New York 
