As these lines are written we have word that Mr. Roosevelt has been successful in killing three lions in one day. He is very fortunate. The ambition of every man who hunts in South Africa is to kill a lion. If all were successful there would be very few lions left.
VOL. XXIV. NUMBER 3 Capt. A. W. Lewis. Director of Concessions of the Alaska-Yukon-Pacific Exposition until the “Pay Streak” Was built', all the space taken and a beautiful amusement thoroughfare assured, was born near Richmond, Madison County. Ky., January 31.
There’s a pathway that’s luring my heart these warm days. ’Tis a road with the green on each side, Where you wander along in the mesh of a dream With only the bees for a guide. It winds down the hill and it crosses the stream— A pathway unscathed with renown, But my feet crave the feel of its dust and its dew— The path that leads out from the town.
I have read with much pleasure and profit the splendid article in the June number of Outdoor Life by Mr. C. H. Stoddard, and the able manner in which he goes into the description of the outfit necessary for the camp and trail brands him at once as a veteran of the art.
The “Pay Streak’’ at the A. Y. P. Exposition has a lot of curious things not seen at other expositions and the human family Is well represented by the Iggorotte head hunters from the Philippines, whose village is alongside the snow huts of the people of the Far No'rth.
Bear Run is like most exclusive summer resorts; young men are scarce. Consequently, when the evening train thundered up the Youghioeghny river, and dropped off an athletic young man at the little station, half a mile down the mountain from the Country Club, there was secret rejoicing among the girls and their mammas who had come down the pine-arched lane to give welcome to the usual Saturday evening influx of “overSunday” guests.
It seems to be the general impression with the sportsmen of the United States that in order to get mountain sheep they must go to Alaska or British Columbia. While the heads of the Ovis Stoneii are perhaps the most beautiful of any of the sheep, except; the Ovis Dalli, with their widely-spreading spiral and usually sharp horns, yet there are many who prefer the heavy, massive head of the old Ovis Canadensis, whose, butted and battle-scarred horns of from 15 to 18 inches base measurement puts him in the class of the most-highly prized of American big game.
Bud Lowry was getting back to his old home town. It had been a glorious ride through the June-time farming country, and as the train, whistling its arrival, began slowing up along by the tall, red elevator and the water tank, the fellow’s eyes glowed with awakening memories and the consciousness that the ruling passion of his young life was about to be realized.
Up in Oregon, in the Rogue river valley country, it is possible for the lover of the rod and gun to realize to his heart’s desire the fulfillment of those dreams which the greater majority of sportsmen so often seem to think exist in dreams only.
Crystal Temagami, Wasacsinagama, Low waves that wash up the shadowy shore, North of the Nipissing, up the Temiskaming, We will come back and sing to you encore; Back to the wilds again, show me the way, Make me a child again, just for a day! Wondrous Temagami, Wasacsinagama, Swift running rivers and skies that are blue.
The long, dreary eight months had at last dragged their way past and the quail season was again at hand. It seemed like untold centuries since the last whirring blue beauty had dropped before the crack of my scattergun, although the calendar stated that the time elapsing had been somewhat less, but it was like the musty joke about married men living longer than single men, the time just seemed longer.
“Do constrictors bite?” The traveler, just back from a two years’ trip through the wilderness of the Amazon Valley, laid down his cigar and looked irritated at my question. When the smoke from his black cigar had resumed its orderly puffs, however, I ventured further.
July was the boat month on the Pacific Coast this year for sure, with a big racing storm-center at Seattle, where motor boats and “wind-jambers” made new records and beat each other to a nice brown finish in some of the quickest races ever pulled off in the country.
Editor Outdoor Life:—I have been requested to write you an account of my last hunt, and, although my hand trembles some, I am going to do so. Boys, do you remember how you felt when you got pretty close up to the first big wild animal you ever saw in the woods?
TRAINING, HANDLING, CORRECTING FAULTS AND CARE OF THE BIRD DOG.
P. P. J., Morgantown, Ind.—There is a disease among the dogs of this vicinity that gives lots of trouble and cost the lives of many a one. All remedies recommended and tried so far have not saved a single dog who once got afflicted.
Chas. S. Moody, M. D., Sandpoint, Ida.— There is a small lake near the town of Clark’s Fork (Idaho) that is stocked with what the residents say are German brown trout; whether they are or not I do not know, but there is one thing I do know, and that is that they will not take any sort of lure that has been offered them.
Softer than dew upon rose petals fair A fragrant breath comes to my longing heart It gently blows from bowers of bloom, so rare And stirs my soul—and quiet pulses start— It lightly breathes of ferns, by foaming streams, And sweetly soothes my thoughts to happiness
It is a bad thing to recommend a dangerous or unsafe load for a firearm. A good many people said this in a good many more or less emphatic ways at the time of Dr. Hudson’s unfortunate test of a load which he says he thought was recommended by a rifleman for use in a revolver.
THE GREAT SUCCESS OF THE STEVENS NEW REPEATING SHOTGUN (BROWNING’S PATENT.)
BISLEY (ENGLAND) MEETING.
ARIZONA QUAIL SEASON.
GOOD SHOOTING AT NIAGARA-ON-THE-LAKE.
A SPORTSMAN TRUNK MAKER.
WHY A MOTOR BOAT?
The accompanying illustration shows the new “V. & M.” peep sight for the Winchester .22 calibre, self-loading rifle, model 1903, manufactured by A. C. Van Horn, Groton, N. Y. There is no drilling of the frame required to mount this sight, it being atteched without extra fittings, the attaching screw taking the place of the regular take-down screw of the arm.