man Harry B. Hawes, who introduced the Missis- 
sippi bill in Congress, be authorized to form a 
committee of Senators and Congressmen to draw 
up a game refuge bill that will pass the next Con- 
gress. This bill should appropriate not less than 
$3,000,000 a year for the next fifteen years with 
concurrent jurisdiction in the states where these 
refuges are located, the scientific development of 
these areas to be left to federal experts and the 
policing to be done by the state constabulary. This 
is straightforward legislation such as the sports- 
men of this country have a right to expect from 
their representatives. 
Today President Coolidge and the leaders of 
thought in both houses of Congress are in favor of 
the creation of refuges for the preservation of our 
wild life. If Dr. Nelson, of the Biological Survey, 
and Mr. Burnham, of the American Game Protec- 
tive Association, will drop their long cherished idea 
of creating a new federal bureau of super game 
_ wardens with a.new form of federal taxation and 


will cooperate with the sportsmen of this country, 
a bill can be written by such men as Congressman 
Hawes and his associates that will pass Congress 
and the purchase of lands for game refuges can 
begin without unnecessary delay. The demand for 
these refuges is so crying and so much time has 
already been lost that common cause should be 
made. FOREST AND STREAM is ready to work with 
the American Game Protective Association and 
Mr. Burnham, the Izaak Walton League and 
Mr. Dilg, the Hon. Harry Hawes, or any other man 
or organization either in or out of Congress, but 
we do not want to waste time on a bill that for 
several years has been batted around Congress; a 
bill that devotes more money to salaries and execu- 
tive expenses than it does to the actual purchase 
of lands; a bill that confers more powers upon a 
small body of men than should be vested in any 
body of men who have ever lived; a bill that is 
absolutely opposed to the legislative sentiment of 
the times; a bill which if gumshoed through Con- 
gress would set afire a revulsion of feeling that 
would imperil the migratory bird law and the whole 
cause of conservation. 
CUT SUNDAY FISHING OF PENNA. 
ANGLERS IN N. J. 
ISHERMEN from Pennsylvania and from 
other states that prohibit Sunday fishing will 
be barred from fishing on Sunday in New Jer- 
Sey, this year, for trout, bass and other game fish. 
This will be the effect of a new amendment of the 
fish and game laws, which make a non-resident fish- 
ing license valid and operative in New Jersey only 
on the days in which fishing is permitted in the 
license-holder’s home state. As Pennsylvania pro- 
hibits Sunday fishing, its anglers were immediately 
restricted by the new law, which went into effect 
when the New Jersey trout season opened on 
April 15. — 
An interpretation by Attorney-General Katzen- 
bach, of New Jersey, holds that the amendment 
applies both to non-resident hunting and fishing 
and non-resident fishing licenses. It leaves no loop- 
hole through which a resident of a non-Sunday 
a 
fishing state can find a way to fish legally on Sun- 
day in New Jersey. The law-does not apply to fish- 
ing in the Delaware River throughout its entire 
length, nor to tidal waters, nor does it concern 
salt water fishing. ; 
Credit for procuring the passage of the measure 
is claimed by organized trout fishermen of north 
Jersey counties, at whose behest it was introduced. 
They contended that the prohibition against Sun- 
day fishing in Pennsylvania sent a great exodus of 
anglers into New Jersey over the week-ends and 
made a heavy drain upon the fishing resources of 
Jersey streams. 
Instructions issued to New Jersey wardens di- 
rect that “if a person from Pennsylvania or some 
other state which prohibits fishing on Sunday, is 
found fishing in this state on Sunday, in waters 
other than tidal waters and the Delaware River, 
they should be considered as fishing without a 
_ license and prosecuted accordingly,” 
THE MAGIC OF JUNE 
OSES and brides and poets run rampant in 
the sixth month. “Nature,” we are told, “is 
now a pretty maid of seventeen.” The honey- 
suckle and the water lily are the month-flowers, 
and with many forms of the classic rose. This 
flower is romance itself, the embodiment of radi- 
ance and color, of legend and virgin beauty. Brides 
press it fervently and whisper all the omens of the 
calendar. Poets weave it into allegorical interpret- 
ation. Anglers pick its wild cousin to carry home- 
ward. In its brief lease of life it is the symbol of 
strength, wisdom, grace and delight, and yet its 
beauty is as inconstant as Spring skies or lovely 
woman’s words. The leaf, the bud, the flower— 
they are but episodes. 
June herself is but a fresh bloom doomed to dim 
and fade under the drenching of relentless suns, 
the blanket of summer dust. Youth marks her 
step, and a carnival spirit enlightens her way, yet 
her reign is fleeting, momentary as the sheen and 
shimmer of a dragon fly’s wings over somnolent 
water. Orchards are ablaze with color, yet a 
fugitive wind tumbles earthward a beauty wrought 
by the gods. 
A great scholar once cried, “Ah, what a world— 
with roses, sunrise and sunset, Shakespeare, Beet- 
hoven, brooks, mountains, birds, maids, ballads— 
why can’t it last, why can’t everybody have a good 
share?” 
UNDER FRIENDLY BOUGHS 
AN knows not the trees beyond the end of 
M pavement until he lounges beneath their far- 
flung arms, listens to the sound of the wind in 
the leaves, and lets the sorcery of nature and land- 
scapes play with the moments of communion. An 
individual mood blends with time and place. Ac- 
quaintance means friendship with wild spirits, 
strange beauty, moments of living at the pinnacle. 
One learns there are worlds and laws beyond the 
last outpost of the fleshpots where life lives in the 
primitive, where beauty stalks amidst tragedy and 
comedy, where the red gods prowl under friendly 
boughs and clean skies. 
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