

PAT. ALLOWED 
‘‘Smiling Bill’s’’ 
BARBLESS HOOK 
ARMY 
is marching to the front in its great 
fight against the useless destruction 
of millions of small fish, and for the 
restoration of good fishing. 
The ‘‘Barbless Hook Soldier” will draw 
big pay in better fishing and he will get a 
big bonus of larger fish and plenty of them. 
His weapons will be a barbless hook, a 
cheerful smile and a sportsman’s creed. 
His battle cry, ‘‘Save the Little Ones.” 
Enlist Now—Don’t Wait 
Many have already enlisted, but the 
“Army” needs thousands more, for it is a 
big fight. The sooner you enlist the sooner 
you will draw your ‘“‘pay”’ and get your 
“‘bonus.”” Urge your friends toenlist. They 
will make better fishing for you. 
To be an “‘enlisted man” you must have 
weapons, $o order a few flies or hooks and 
receive an emblem, as shown at the top, to 
wear on your fishing hat or coat. 

















The First Barbless Hook Club 
To the Centerville Rod and Gun Club of 
Centerville, lowa, with 100 members, belongs 
the honor of being the “‘First Barbless Hook 
Club in America.” 
This club, desiring to improve the fishing 
conditions in their waters, decided after due 
investigation and deliberation that the best 
thing they could do would be to abandon 
the use of barbed hooks. Therefore a rule 
was adopted by the club prohibiting mem- 
bers from using anything but barbless hooks 
hereafter. All honor to these pioneers. 
The First Barbless Hook Town 
The honor of being the “First Barbless 
Hook Town” goes to Alpena, Mich., situated 
in a very famous fishing section of Michigan. 
The nine local dealers in fishing tackle in 
this place recently signed an agreement 
that requires each one to put in a full stock 
of barbless flies and hooks, and to push 
the sale of same. And further to hold 
another meeting at the end of the season 
to consider abandoning the sale of barbed 
hooks entirely. 
This action was takenafterour barbless had 
been well tested by local expert fishermen. 














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Bill 
Jamison 
The 
Inventor 
Tn awritina to 
Hunting with the [longots 
Strange Methods Used by the 
THE Ilongots live at the headwaters 
of the Cagayan de Isabela, the Nile 
of the Philippine Islands. Next to the 
pigmies, commonly known as Negritos, 
the Ilongot tribe has proven the most 
refractory to civilization. The distinc- 
tion of the Ilongot warrior is that in- 
stead of taking the head of his fallen 
enemy, he cuts out and eats his heart. 
Enamo, chief of the Ilongots, had 
invited me for a hunt. As I had had 
considerable experience with the jungle 
and its inhabitants, I did not hesitate 
to accept his invitation. 
The great day came. I had spent 
three days ascending the river from 
Iligan where I was. stationed, to 
Enamo’s rancharia. In the early morn- 
ing before the hunt started, I accom- 
panied Enamo in his dugout a mile 
down the river. He went to inspect all 
the river pools known to be infested 
with crocodiles. Anchored near the 
bank of each pool we found a raft made 
of eight bamboos about twelve feet 
long and a howling dog tied to a tree 
about a hundred feet from the bank. 
Enamo explained to me that these 
precautions were necessary to save the 
quarry should it take to water to 
escape the pursuing dogs. If the flee- 
ing deer should come near the water, 
the tethered howling dog would turn it, 
if not pressed too closely. In case the 
deer should be so closely pressed, it 
would break for the water in spite of 
the tethered dog. In that case the 

waiting crocodile would catch it, and, 
furthermore, Enamo explained, the 
hunters following the dogs would then 
have use for the raft. Mounted on the 
raft, they would rescue the deer from 
the crocodile by prodding him with pole 
and lance. 
After Enamo and I had visited and 
inspected the six pools, we left the dug- 
out for the jungle. The hunters with 
the hunting dogs had been sent ahead 
to the crest of the mountain range 
skirting the river. We walked several 
miles up a creek, crossed a divide into 
a second creek where the advance party 
waited. 
The pack of mangy dogs was un- 

leashed. We had gone scarcely a 
quarter of a mile before a deer started 
straight down the creek for the river. 
Neither the dogs nor the deer, an 
old buck, appeared to be in a hurry. 
All seemed to know what was going to 
happen. The dogs ran slowly and 
barked. The buck ran quite as leisurely. 
Advertisers mention Forest and Stream, 
It will identify you, 
Natives of the Philippine Islands 
By GEORGE BALLARD BOWERS 
Wheh the dogs tired they would stop 
to lap water or drop on their haunches 
to emit an exceptionally vicious and 
bloodecurdling howl. The buck ambled 
along, only galloping when some over- 
ambitious dog snapped his heels. I was 
able to keep up with the hunters as 
well as the hunted. But when we came 
in sight of the river, the buck gave a 
sudden spurt and was lost in the 
jungle. 
I may mention here that neither I 
nor any one of my companions carried 
firearms. I was there to observe the 
Ilongots hunt their way. 
We hunters hurried to the river, the 
dogs beat us there. They howled and 
barked angrily from the bank, never 
venturing even a paw in the water. 
In the middle of the pool, the buck 
thrashed the water with his front feet, 
his hindquarters completely submerged. 
A crocodile was trying to pull him 
under. One of our party carrying a 
long heavy lance leaped upon the wait- 
ing raft while a second followed to 
steer with a long pole. The man with 
the pole maneuvered the raft so as to 
avoid the thrashing hoofs and to per- 
mit his companion to thrust the croco- 
dile from the rear. Once in position, 
the lance was thrust viciously three or 
four times into the water. The croco- 
dile, at no time visible to anyone of 
us on the bank, released the buck. The 
wounded animal attempted to regain 
the opposite bank. He was mercifully 
killed by a well aimed thrust ox the 
lance that had been used but a moment 
before to prod his captor. 
Following Ilongot custom, prepara- 
tions were made to eat a part of the 
carcass as once. While some kindled 
a fire, others opened the carcass. The 
liver and entrails were removed to be 
cut up and roasted on sticks. Some 
of the men did not go to the trouble 
of cutting sticks but roasted their por- 
tions in the flames. After all had eaten 
a portion except myself, Enamo 
ordered the carcass cut up. The skin 
was not removed. I was allotted a 
portion as was due me as a member 
of the party. I protested that I was 
not entitled to a part but Enamo 
insisted. 
It was now almost noon. The hunt- 
ers were fatigued—so was I—all were 
bleeding profusely from wounds made 
by leeches picked up in the damp forest. 
While on our way to camp, I asked 
Enamo why he had made no effort to 
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