It has been said that President Roosevelt is one of the world’s greatest brain workers and possibly the greatest brain worker in the United States. Those familiar with his life in the White House are amazed at the labor he performs and the rapidity with which he does it, for his office hours are as regular as those of any railroad president, factory owner or bank manager, and during the hours the papers he must examine, the documents he signs and the conferences he holds are almost numberless.
My late participation in the naturefaker discussion caused a heart-to-heart talk with a certain true sportsman, prince of good fellows, and honored pillar in a big Harlem church. He is an author, hunter, salmon fisher, and wellnigh perfect Christian man—a rather uncomfortable object-lesson for many of his friends who are bad sinners.
Oh, pine tree, Rooted there Hard in the rocks And soil Of yonder mountain, Paled to gloomy tints Of blue and purple By the sunset’s passing power, What are you? Some deem you only foliage, To pass you by by Unnoticed With an inappreciation Of your real, True good.
The importance of wild rice, or “manomin”as the Indians call it, as food for man as well as for game birds, has been recently emphasized through observations and experiments conducted by the government. It has been shown that there is a close resemblance in composition between it and our common cereals, and that the greater part of its nutritive material consists of carbohydrates, as in wheat, rye, barley and other grains.
Each whaling ship which goes in search of the Bowhead whale (the largest of the whale species and which is only found within the Arctic Circle), is equipped with from six to eight boats according to the size of the vessel. In each boat the crew consists of a mate, boatsteerer and four sailors.
A year had rolled around, and I was glad to meet Mr. Audre Champollion once more. We were bound on another moose hunt. The year before this he had nearly lost a moose with a small-bore rifle, and so this time he came armed with a .405 Winchester, and told me that his uncle, Austin Corbin, who was to join us later, had a .50-110, so We were reasonably sure that anything hit would be our meat.
Whew! but this is a hot country—this Cuba! Here we have been waiting months and months for those cursed pigs of Yankees who say they are coming to drive us off the island, and still the time rolls on and not a glimpse of a single one have we had. Ha, ha !
What is it? Like what is it? I cannot tell you fair; I know it well enough to tell If words would hold it for a spell; But when I try, they seem so nigh Like oak tree limbs in winter sky A-catching at the air. `Tis like the sparkle of the dew A pendent on the rose; Or like the flutter of the wings Of humming-bird, that humming sings His rapture note; or like the white Of daises, a-sleeping in the light; Or like the water purling In its ever ceaseless swirling As it onward, onward flows.
Reading with Interest the story in your June number of the musk ox head presented by Warburton Pike to the New York Zoological Park, I enclose measurements and photographs of the head of a bull musk ox in the collection owned by August Fack of this city (Helena, Montana).
An insight into the cowboy life of the Great Southwest, in which is related an unusual experience on an hundred-thousand-acre ranch. If you were to crawl down from a bookkeeper's stool in a New York bank on Monday and climb on the back of a Texas broncho in the Rio Grande country the following Saturday, you would eXpence a considerable change.
Spring is the best season for the pursuit of bear. Their coat after the winter’s rest and before it has been rubbed off at the elbows is then longest and most lustrous, and as they come forth with an empty stomach and roam wide, are most readily attracted to a trap by the smell of ripe meat, or shot as they come to a carcass.
The two small islets known as Swan Islands lie in the Gulf of Mexico 500 miles south of New Orleans. They are unimportant and are not located on most maps. They once belonged to Nicaragua, but were never inhabited, and ten or fifteen years ago two Americans conceived the idea of taking possession of them and raising the Stars and Stripes.
Although the sea-turtle is most abundant in tropical waters, we have a chelonian of the Pacific that sometimes strays as far north as the fortieth parallel. On the California coast it does not come up on the beaches, but is occasionally taken by accident in a fisherman's net.
Oh! have you not heard, on a warm summer night, The weird, dreamy song of the blade? So old, yet so new, as your graceful canoe Glides along by the shore ’neath the shade. Oh! have you ne’er breathed in the breath of the pines Or paddled where dark willows hung, And heard, in the night or the dawn’s coming light, The low, lulling tune that is sung? Oh, the dip, dip of the paddle’s song, As you slip o’er the silvery lake.
“Whiska! whiska!” cried Joe Bernardo, a half-witted Italian, as he staggered into Pete McClusky’s place on the San Leandro road, and leaned heavily against the bar. “Go on. dago!” retorted Pete, pausing from his occupation of washing beer glasses long enough to note the inebriated look of his customer and to recall the state blue laws against selling intoxicants to minors and drunken men.
I found a glen on the mountain side Where a creek tumbled down, Tucked away in the forest so silent and wide With its green and its brown. Rich purple, a wild flower grew on the brink Of that shy hermit stream, And the willows bent low where the stag came to drink ’Neath the silvery beam Of the moon; for there in the cool, gray sand Were the prints of his hoofs, Leading back up the trail, where the great spruces stand With their evergreen roofs.
The seine boat, "La Bandozia," shown in the accompanying cut, is one of the pioneer fleet of salmon seiners on the Sound. She was built six years ago, when seine boats were more or less of an experiment, but she has made money for her owner ever since she started.
The launch "Xenial" is one of the late additions to the pleasure boat fleet sailling from Seattle. A description of her is best given in the language of her builder, Mark Johnson, to whom I wrote asking information concerning her. Here is what he says: The "Xenial" is owned by Morris A. Da. vis and was built by me.
The launch “Welcome,” owned by H. W. Starrett of Seattle, is a 45-foot over all by 10-foot beam cruiser, carrying a 20-H. P. Frisco Standard engine, giving her a speed of 101/3 miles per hour. She carries a 350-gallon gasoline tank and can stay out about as long as her owner wishes.
Shooting on the shore marshes of the Puget Sound country has not been up to the average this year, because of weather conditions. The birds are plentiful, but quiet weather is not good for the duck shooter, because the duckbird is naturally lazy and will not fly farther or oftener than he has to.
Motor Boat Club microbes are in the air this winter on the West Coast, from California to the Arctic, and now it is a poor town that does not have its local club that is associated with the P. I. Y. R. A., or some other central club which has the racing game as an excuse for living.
The Danger that Follows the Entree of the Railroad
The new railroads now building through the Cascade Mountains have opened up some new goat country and some fine fishing streams. This looks good on paper but —tread softly, brother, for there is a string to it. It so happens that Sunny Italy has furnished most of the brawn and sinew needed behind the pick and shovel that built the grade, and no law of God or man obtains in an Italian grading camp, tucked away in the mountains out of sight and hearing of the game wardens.
Just now is the sportsman’s time of anticipation, for the season is over for some sports and not yet open for others. It is the time when we dream dreams of what we are going to do, and just how we will do it. It does not matter that many of these dreams never come true—that others are absurd and impossible from any other viewpoint than that of a pipe and an open fire with a winter blast sucking the roar of flames up the black chimney throat.
“A dark day for trout” is a saying among trout fishermen that amounts to part of their fishing gospel, and every fisherman has at some stage of his career believed in the day of clouds and mists as the proper setting for a big catch. Yet I find by actual experience that trout take a fly best on bright, hot days, when they rest in shady places and flash out to take a fly as it floats by.
The salmon fishermen—that is, the cannery men—have agreed that trout eat salmon eggs and salmon fry; therefore they are a menace to the salmon fishing industry. Now it is a fact that trout do eat both salmon eggs and little salmon, and have been doing just that stunt ever since salmon and trout have peopled the waters, and until the cannery man came the salmon were so numerous that they crowded each other out of the water—and that is no figure of speech.
The killing power of a bullet depends mainly on at least two things; first, the amount of energy the bullet sets free in the body of the animal, second, how that energy is utilized. In a somewhat more indirect way it depends on what part of an animal is struck by the bullet, and the characteristics of that animal; also of the animal’s own personal peculiarities and the adjustment of the various parts of its system when it is hit.
Further Comments on the Krag Carbine as a Hunting Rifle
Editor Outdoor Life
In your September issue there was published the third and concluding article by Lieutenant Townsend Whelen, now of Manila, Philippine Islands, in his series on, “Wanted—Better American Hunting Rifles.” In concluding that article Lieutenant Whelen, describing two ideal hunting difles, mentioned first a rifle made by Jeffery of London, as “a fair example of the English hunting rifle of today.”
I would like a little light on this .32-40 fever. I can’t see where the .32-40 straight taper “has it on” the .32 Special bottle-neck, and my defense of the .32 Special is the very ground used for the .32-40, i. e., “the straight taper.”
I read the letter of Mr. J.B. Brown in Outdoor Life relative to his .22 caliber rifle. I think I can explain the trouble, since I have seen several rifles in the same fix and I now own one which is about the worst out of line I ever saw. This gun is made by one of the leading rifle houses in this country and goes to prove that they do not always test their guns at the factory.
Asks for Information on the .22 Winchester Single-shot
Editor Outdoor Life
As an interested reader of your magazine, especially the Arms and Ammunition Department, I have read the experiences of shooters of evidently about all the rifles and calibers ever devised excepting one which I am somewhat interested in at this time, namely, the .22 Winchester single-shot.
It appears to the writer that the above subject has not received all attention due in the various sporting publications, as more weapons and cartridges of that class are made and sold than probably all other calibers put together.
The Kind of “Technical” Information Given by a Technical Journal
Editor Outdoor Life
I am indebted to an esteemed friend for an article taken from a magazine (the Technical World Magazine) entitled, “The Revolver,” that, if it were not for the fact that many who read it might be led astray by the overabundance of misinformation contained therein, would hardly be worth the time necessary to comment upon; but as the author shows a lack of knowledge upon the subject almost from the first line to the last, I have decided to note, if only briefly, a few points that may be of interest to those who may -be in any way interested in this most valuable of all modern weapons.
I have derived much benefit from the advice given me by Mr. W. A. Linkletter, as well as from the use of loads designed by him. As “the proof of the pudding is in the eating” I will give some of my experiences in the use of the Linkletter loads: I had a .40-90 Ballard target rifle with heavy 30" barrel, and although in fine condition, its erratic shooting with unpatched bullets and the uncertainty of its accuracy with a patched bullet, due to the patch being torn on entering the rifling, made it absolutely useless.
Replying to Mr. Johnson’s criticism of my article published in the August Outdoor Life will say I evidently did not make my “tips” plain and explicit enough, or Mr. Johnson and probably others would have understood and profited by them.
In the November number of Outdoor Life, on page 541, the inquiry of George F. Hubbard concerning the deposit, for such I think it is, at the breech of his .30-30 Savage, I will give my experience in a similar case, as it may be of benefit to other readers and save a lot of worry to the tyro who has the right idea about keeping his rifle in condition but does not know how.
I notice on page 692 Outdoor Life, December issue, an error made by “Grizzly,” and I believe that gentleman will appreciate criticism if given kindly. He states: “A gun sighted through the center of its bore will—all else being equal— shoot about three inches per second of flight to the left if aimed north, and the same distance (nearly, but not exactly) to the right if aimed south, but dead center if aimed east or west.”
In the Arms and Ammunition Department of the November issue of Outdoor Life, I notice a query of C. L. Carlson, Omaha, Neb., in which he asks for a light load for the .44-40 Frontier Colt’s six-shooter. If Mr. Carlson will try the .44 Russian Gallery cartridge, smokeless powder, conical ball, which is loaded by the Winchester Repeating Arms Company, he will find that they shoot remarkably well, although not intended for the above arm.
J. N. Votaw, Beaumont, Texas.—I am interested in every possible improvement in the accuracy and penetration of the hunting rifle and am now using a .30-30 Savage for all large game. I have been very successful in killing mule deer in New Mexico recently with this gun.
Thro’ granite crags of grey—the fading sunlight streams And tints the evening clouds with phosphorescent light, As swiftly pass the silent hours in idle dreams, Dark’ning the cañón walls with shadowy mists of night. From out an opalescent haze the young moon gleams And tiny baby stars are dimly veiled from sight.
Sixty deer, killed by two men, near Tenakee, Alaska, were brought into Juneau November 17th on the steamboat Georgia, and were photographed by H. W. Laws, a photographer, of Nome, who was en route to Seattle. Laws says the names of the men who killed the deer are Horaden and Keys, but he does not know their initials.
I see by the last issue of Outdoor Life an article in regard to wild pigeons, also at various times articles enquiring whether there are any more in the United States or not. Sometime twenty-five years ago there were quite a lot about three miles above Zimmerman's (Colo.) on the Poudre and I saw them at various times for the three weeks that I stayed there.
I wish to call your attention to an article in the November number entitled, "After Sheep in Lower California," by Count Orlando. On page 530 in a foot note the editor says that the American prong-horn antelxpe shed their horns annually. I will take exceptions to that state ment, and say that they do not shed their horns annually any more than a domestic cow does.
By reason of lack cf knowledge of woodcraft by a large majority of legislators, as well as the impossibility to legislate upon all questions that could arise and do arise during the open season for game, we are sometimes brought face to face with disputes among sportsmen which cannot be settled by reference to our statute books, and which cannot be satisfactorily decided by our courts.
I want to tell you a little joke. The last night out, on my trip the past fall into the deer country of Colorado, we made a dry camp eight miles south of Mud Springs. At one o’clock in the morning my wife awoke me and said, “It looks very much like snow,” and that we had better move on.
Facts are sometimes stranger than fiction. In the October number of Outdoor Life Mr. Altsheler discredits Carpenter’s tale of a lion entering a railroad sleeping car and seizing one of the occupants. I quote the following extracts from “The Man-Eaters of Tsavo” by Lieut.-Col. J. H. Patterson, D. S. O.: (This interesting book is published by Macmillan & Co., London, and contains a foreword by F. C. Selous, the noted hunter.
We have received a letter from Steve Elkins of Mancos, Cob., one of our most noted guides and hunters, raising his voice against the cougar as a deer-destroying animal. There is no doubt but that the lion, in conjuction with his ally, the lynx (both the bay and the Canada) kills in many states each year more deer and elk than all the hunters put together.
In reply to Mr. Sam Stevens’ query in the October issue of Outdoor Life as to whether buck deer make a noise while fighting, I will say that I know positively that those of the white-tail variety do, as I have seen them fighting on several different occasions in the rutting season.
This season deer seemed to be more plentiful than ever before at our camp in Itasca county, Minnesota, and several moose signs were found. Every old logging shack for miles around was occupied by hunters and numerous tents were set up all through the woods.
L. J. Montesano, Wash.—I have a fine pointer pup and wish to train him on Chinese pheasants. Have trained a couple of Gordon setters in the East where we had the Bobwhite quail. In this country we have the native and Chinese pheasant and the latter is the bird I want to train my pup for.
H. G. Haun, Akron, O.—I am gathering information relative to a venture in farming of valuable fur-bearing animals. Is there at present to your knowledge anyone who is breeding the silver and black fox? Has it yet passed the experimental stage? Answer.—Fox farming has been successfully carried on in this country, and you will find in our March, 1908, issue, a description of “A Maine Fox Farm,” which has made a good profit.
I desire to thank you for the publicity that you gave my article and card in your November issue. I am truly glad that you took the trouble to bring out the opinion of other fish culturists on this question. Both of them are men of experience in the propagation of fish, yet their opinions are as far apart as the East is from the West.
Of all the numerous recent fakes on natural history, the baldest is the story in the November Strand Magazine about the alleged recent antics of a live dinosaur in the “frozen steppes” of interior Alaska. The author of the remarkable concoction is a “French writer and traveler (Georges Dupuy) whose good faith is beyond question,” is the assurance the editor of the magazine gives its readers.
Outdoor Life:I am sending you the photo of a fish that we have here (Ovando, Mont.), in great number. I have never seen the picture of any of these fish in any ot the sportsman's publications, and I have not been able to learn the name of them. This fish weighed 17 pounds, is 37 inches long, is water-green on back and half-way down the side, then changes to a sunset yellow on the belly.
KENNEL SECRETS. By "Ashmont"; 348 pages; cloth, $3.00 net; Little, Brown & Co., Boston. Every dog owner is familiar with "Ashmont’s” writings on canine subjects, and no one can gainsay his ability to give authoritative advice along all lines in connection with the management, diet, exhibiting, breeding and health of the dog.
Yes, it was a luckless morning, if you choose to call it so; But, believe me, boys, I really do not care: I have lived, and breathed, and labored, and been happy just to know What the wilderness vouchsafed me, unaware. I have journeyed near to Nature through her Temples of the Woods, And have hearkened what her children have to say;
“A bov's will is the wind’s will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.” —Longfellow. Boy, with the brave, straight look, In your level eyes of blue, You are the stuff they make men of Who are good and strong and true. Boy, with the sturdy limbs, Come—out to the West we’ll go; For that’s the place that God has made For boys like you to grow.
WINCHESTER MODEL 1906 .22-CALIBER REPEATING RIFLE.
Although the Winchester Model 1906 repeating rifle, made to shoot .22 short caliber cartridges only, sprang into instant favor and has had an enormous sale, to further popularize and extend the use of this handy little rifle the Winchester Repeating Arms Co. have adapted it to shoot the three popular cartridges. .22 short, .22 long and .22 long rifle.
The new Marlin trap gun has just been announced. This is the first exclusive model made by the Marlin Firearms Co. for trap work, and is described by the makers as follows: The trap gun is a 12-gauge take-down, 6shot repeater, built with expert knowledge of trap shooting requirements, and the high quality of material and workmanship make it handsome, harmonious and distinctive, yet the excessive, expensive ornamentation has been eliminated, allowing the gun to be sold at the moderate price of $38.00 catalog list—less at your dealer's It will also be made with buttstock of any desired length and drop, at a slight additional charge.
With the growing popularity of the automatic pistol there has been a demand for an extra light weight, very small size arm that would have power, accuracy and other essential features of a practical and efficient pistol. The Colt’s Patent Fire Arms Mfg. Co., of Hartford, Conn., are just placing on the market a new .25 calibre automatic pistol which, with their experience in the development of this,type of arm they believe to be the most perfect achievement in the line of small bores ever produced.
Designed by Mr. Ashley A. Haines of "Haines Model Revolver” fame. The shape of the handle is pleasing to the hand and the hang and “feel” of the knife is excellent. It is perfectly adapted to skinning. Blade, 6 inches. Weight, 5½ ounces. German stag handle. Price, $2.50.
Mr. W. F. Kendrick of the Kendrick Pheasantries, Denver, has received the following letter from D. E. Farr, State Game and Fish Commissioner of Colorado, in regard to the birds liberated by Mr. Kendrick in this state: “Last year this department had the pleasure of receiving at the state fish hatcheries one hundred Chinese ring-neck pheasants, in excellent condition, generously donated by you to the State Game and Fish Commission, in trust for the benefit of the entire people of Colorado.
The Hunter Arms Company has again “hit” the shining “mark” of enterprise in taking on two new salesmen—Haze Keller, Jr., son of Thomas Keller—famous as the best natured man who “travels the road,” and Neale Moore, son of Harvey McMurchy, long in the service of the same company.
Following an established custom at Christmas time, the 3-in-l Oil Company distributed a share of its profits to it's employes. All of the employes at the 3-in-1 company’s model factory at Rahway. N. J., received a Christmas plum in the form of cash at the rate of six per cent, of their annual salary.
The Kendrick Pheasantries and Game Association of Denver, report among other orders coming in for pheasants and other game birds for stocking game preserves in different parts of the United States, Mexico and Canada, an order to be sent to the estate of President and Mrs. Diaz. Mexico, and a second order by telegraph from Vice President E. C. Eccles, of the American Smelting and Refining Company, for another shipment of pheasants to be made to ,his big ranch in northern Idaho.
At Columbus, Wis., December 6th, high general average was won by Mr. J. M. Hughes with Peters factory loaded shells, who scored 93 per cent. We have received from the Union Pacific Railroad Co. a beautiful folder describing the coming Alaska-Yukon-Paciflc Exposition to be held in Seattle this year.