Probably never before in the history of the universe (and I hope never again to be witnessed in the same enormity) has such a sad plight been evidenced among the wild animal kingdom as that which has been witnessed in Jackson’s Hole, Wyo., during the past few years. Never until late years have the elk ranges been fenced off like they are now by settlers, and never again, I hope, will the government allow these animals to suffer and die as they have in the past.
When Kitty and I would fishing go, Gay, -frank-eyed Kitty and I, How light was our little skiff to row, How fair was the April sky! With lisp of kissing and laughter low, How blithley the waves tripped by, When Kitty and I would fishing go, Gay, frank-eyed Kitty and I!
The great forester has a battle with a giant swordfish and wink His love for the outdoors. An incident of San Clemente .Island, Calif.
One of the most remarkable angling records in the history of the Tuna Club is a swordfish catch which was made by Gifford Pinchot, former Chief Forester. The fish was captured while Mr. Pinchot was spending his vacation during the month of September, 1910, at San Clemente Island,, California.
ONEY FRED SWEET. No wonder that garden and field and wood Have given their fairest blooms; No wonder the petals and leaves leap high To cover the flag-marked tombs; No wonder the old village band plays sweet That leads the procession's way; No wonder the skies are blue above'Tis Decoration Day.
A Colorado hunt that netted a half dozen hides. The music of the chase. A busy bear hunt that ended in a successful deer hunt as well.
J. H. KERR
On September 14th we gathered in Sioux City and after the usual amount of hustle and hurry we were aboard the 11:59 train bound for Steamboat Springs, Colorado. We arrived in Denver on the afternoon of September 15th, called on the editor of Outdoor Life, got our license, and the next morning at 8 a. m. started for Steamboat Springs over the Moffat Road, which runs through some of the most beautiful and grandest scenery in Colorado.
An expert takes to task those anglers who carry into the hills so much duffle, but who have no fish when they are ready to return.
Now is the season when the jaded city man looks forward to his annual outing. Those there are who will hie to fashionable summer resorts, array themselves in white flannel trousers and blue serge jackets in the daytime, a dinner coat and open-faced waistcoat in the evening, and center their activities upon hooking up their wives’ gowns at various periods of the twenty-four hours and listening to the tittle-tattle on the veranda.
Did you ever feel that you weren’t getting enough of the good old ozone that inhabits this sphere and that you owed it to yourself and to posterity to get out and take a fall out of Old Mother Nature? You did? I thought so. Then you will come and join me in a reverie over a trip I took through the Yellowstone Park a year ago.
Reminiscences of the weapons of the Hudson’s Bay Trapper and of the Canadian Indians and Half-breeds.
From the days of early settlement the American frontiersman and trader used the most superior weapons, and strange to say at no time did the government of the United States or the frontier inhabitant take any steps to prevent the Indian from obtaining the most deadly pattern of fire arms if his means enabled him to purchase them.
Did you ever walk, ’long the banks of ole Big Blue, Whar the witters er so thick you hardly c’n git thro’; Whar the horse-weeds an’ wild parsnips with Wild cucumber entwines, An’ all netted together with wild sweeten-tater vines; Whar the black-birds chirp sweetly from the lop of a sycamore, An’ the mus’ rats play, mid the drifts 'long its shore, Whar the city chaps in gen’rat, go with lots ter drink an’ chew, An’ waller in the grass, ’long the banks of ole Big Blue?
Maskalonge is the preferred spelling of the name of the warrior of the lakes and rivers of the northern Ohio Valley. The Century Dictionary records ten other ways of spelling his name, and gives two origins of the word; one, the French, masque allonge, long mask or long face; the other, the Chippewa and Algonkin dialects, maskinozha, or maskinonge, signifying great, long-nosed pike.
Deep in the hemlock forest, shadowy, And weird, and dim, ’mid silence so profound I pause, enchanted. Footfalls make no sound, But on the yielding moss drop noiselessly Great boughs of green, high arching over me— A vast cathedral dome; and all around Rise stately pillars of the forest, wound About with clinging vines.
Three Spokane, Wash., boys—Vance Wolverton, Joe Stenstrom and Ralph Hayward —recently completed one of the longest and roughest automobile tours ever undertaken by Spokane people. The route lay from Spokane to Portland by way of Walla Walla, from Portland to Tacoma and Seattle, following the coast from Astoria, and then from Seattle back to Spokane by way of Ellensburg, crossing the Cascades through the Snoqualmie Pass.
The boating season of 1911 will soon open and owners everywhere are already outfitting. It is expected to be the greatest season of popularity the motor boating sport has enjoyed. As a form of outdoor recreation the sport is unexcelled, but to enjoy it to the full each individual owner should study and learn his engine thoroughly.
T. P. O., Texarkana, Texas.—I have a setter pup, now nearly one year old, and is well yard broke as per “The Amateur Trainer.” A short time ago I took him out in the field to work on quail for the first time in company of my old dog. As far as I could see the pup has no hunt in him. He minds me well, but when it comes to hunting for birds he just looks on while the old dog attends to business.
A Pistol Grip Stock for the Winchester Model 1895 Rifle
I imagine many of the readers of Outdoor Life will open their eyes when they see the photograph which accompanies this article, for how many times have we not heard a desire expressed for a pistol grip stock on this arm? No, the factory are still unable to furnish a pistol grip on this model, but one of our most talented gunsmiths has, at my suggestion, evolved a way to get around the difficulty without undue expense.
Ever since I first learned that the J. Stevens Arms & Tool Company were contemplating the manufacture of a high-power rifle, I have been anxious to see one of these guns, and for several reasons, first of these being that I always take extreme pleasure in handing the readers of Outdoor Life anything within my reach concerning new arms in which they are likely to be interested; and, second, as this new Stevens product seems to have special merit I am for that reason the more pleased to give them my views concerning it, and while my description of this arm may not be as complete as some might desire, it is the best I can do with the limited space at my disposal this issue.
I notice in your December issue that C. B. Hubbs of California and George C. Shumaker of Colorado are confident that the 150grain bullet of the ’06 cartridge keyholes up to 500 yards and from there on makes a true flight. I have never known a bullet that keyholed to make an accurate flight and the ’06 cartridge is considered very accurate.
The first essential of a rifle’s action given by Lieut. Whelen in the January Outdoor Life is that the action should be safe. I think that most of us will agree that practically all first-class arms put out by our foremost manufacturers have a sufficient margin of safety.
From time to time in the perusal of different numbers of Outdoor Life I note articles giving expression of opinion regarding different models and calibers of rifles. It is not my intention to go into detail regarding them. However, whenever I come in contact with an expression of opinion submitted by a .35 autoloading enthusiast I have the feeling of wanting to shake his hand and strengthening his opinion by the addition of mine, if it can be of any added strength in this direction.
In reading the notes and praises of the different styles and patterns of the various makes of guns I have never noticed a word in regard to the Standard rifles. I have a combination automatic and pump gun of their make, and after giving it a fair and thorough test for an all-purpose gun, consider it to be a far better arm for such work than ' any gun I ever saw.
Suggestion for the Country Town Turkey Shooting Matches
Editor Outdoor Life
If you happen to live in the country or small town where they pull off the annual turkey shoots, commencing with Thanksgiving and close with two or three more matches at Christmas and New Year’s time, where they use all kinds of hunting rifles, from grandfather’s famous squirrel gun down, and bar everything that looks like a target rifle.
The explosion of this Mauser was just severe enough to disclose the utter fallacy of the writings of a few so-called bolt cranks. This was a 7mm. Waffenfabrik Mauser and its explosion occurred as the result of a few simple measurements, and not through a charge of powder.
I would like to say a few words with regard to a point that does not seem to be clear. I refer to page 195 of the February issue of your magazine. I have a Sauer-Mauser, bored for the 1906 U. S. Government cartridge, which has given perfect satisfaction. I purchased it last July from Messrs.
By M. S. Hendricks. (The following interesting article was written by a gunsmith who makes a specialty of furnishing barrels for fine target rifles. both muzzle and breech loading, makes stocks, both plain and fanes, to order; mounts telescope sights, fits target sights to revolvers as well as doing all kinds of gun repairing and light machine work.
After having read Outdoor Life for several years, and having assimilated to the best of my ability the various articles on guns printed therein, I am firmly convinced that further discussion of the comparative values of bolt and lever action rifles as sporting weapons would be a waste of time.
Mr. Altsheler Felicitates Over the Denver Turkey-Shooting Scores
Editor Outdoor Life
Messrs. Fred Keller and Henry Mattmiller join me in hearty congratulation on the happy termination of the controversy, prolonged and heated at times, in which Outdoor Life placed every confidence in our statements. Since reading the Associated Press wired accounts and the fuller detailed editorial report in April Outdoor Life of Captain Hardy’s practical demonstration on the Denver range under Outdoor Life’s auspices, I do not believe that anyone now has the temerity to venture into public print to question the ability of good shooters in practice to hit one turkey in every four or five shots, offand, with revolvers mounted with factory-made sights, the adjustable rear U, with favorable atmospheric conditions.
A year or so ago the editor of the rifle department of Outdoor Life, in comparing the relative speeds of action of the bolt vs. lever rifle, made the statement that a can tossed into the air before the two rifles, would receive three perforations from the Winchester, while the second shot from the Mauser (or Mauser type) would very probably fail entirely to connect with the can; this is about correct, as far as it goes, but a little thought will show that it is not at all just to the lever action.
I have been much interested in the articles which have appeared in the gun department during the past year, by such able writers as Lieut. Whelen, Ashley Haines and others. The various manufacturers of firearms all make one or more styles of repeaters for the popular .22 caliber rim fire cartridge, but it has always been a mystery to me why some enterprising manufacturer has not put on the market a small bore repeater in a man's size; all the small-bore repeaters on the market at the present time seem to have been designed especially for boys' use.
In our foot-note to “A. L. lar’s” story in the Arms and Ammunition Department of our April issue we stated that “Mr. Altsheler did not record any such shooting as four straight, the best shooting with revolver at 300 yards being one turkey with every fourth or fifth shot.” We were in error about this, as our conclusions at the time were based on the first article by Mr. Altsheler in our December issue—the article, by the way, which was the foundation for the adverse criticism.
In the last few numbers of Outdoor Life there have appeared articles on the bolt versus lever as means of functioning the mechanisms of repeating rifles and, so far from being tiresome, are, on the contrary, very interesting and well-argued on both sides.
Have recently had the satisfaction of shooting one of the new Savage automatic pistols, caliber .32, and am very well pleased with the results. The score which I made is not a very high one, but in view of the fact that it was shot in rapid fire time, 5 shots in 8 seconds, I believe it fairly creditable.
In regard to the discussion now being participated in by some revolver shooters as to the possibility of hitting a turkey at 300 yards with a revolver of .38 or .44 caliber, I beg to state that such a feat (with adjustable sights) is not by any means such a star performance as some of the “nom de plume” writers would have the shooting fraternity believe.
(Although the following has been answered by letter, we imagine the subject mentioned will prove of exceptional interest to some of our readers who may be inclined to hand us their views for publication for the benefit of others, many of whom may be in search of information of a similar nature to that mentioned by Mr. Hyatt.
Can some of your readers tell me through the Arms and Ammunition columns of Outdoor Life how the English Webley and other foreign revolvers compare with our Colt and S. & W. arms? Are they made of good material and are they hand or machine made? Okla.
W. A. P., Gales Ferry, Conn.—As I will require an extra long range rifle in my business, viz., shooting and trapping wolves and coyotes and as I am undecided as to what make and caliber to get for that purpose, I would like to ask your opinion. Understand, I want the longest range rifle made (American).
Have just read in January number of “Our” magazine a very interesting article in the Mixed Bag departmetn in regard to protecting birds and trees, by John Davey, especially touching on that pest of the civilized world, the English sparrow.
I noticed on page 272 of the March issue of your magazine, that there is the statement made of mallards alighting on the thick branches of a tree. I never saw or heard of web-footed birds alighting in trees. A great many people have hobbies of making collections of one thing or other.
Being a reader and glancing over your “Mixed Bag” department, I find a letter from Ed Baneford inquiring about fleshing and preparing , pelts and furs, and as my experience extends over forty years as trapper and hunter and having to care for our pelts so as to insure the best returns, I will gladly give instructions.
In reply to Edward Baneford’s query in the March Outdoor Life regarding salting and tanning of hides, I would say I have used the following method on coyote skins with success: First—Clean all blood and dirt from hide by soaking in water. Second—Rub fine salt into flesh side.
I had a singular experience this morning and did what no bicycle rider ever did, probably, for I went up in a balloon on my bicycle, ascending to a height of 2,000 feet. The wheel was lifted up into the basket of the big balloon and, seated on the saddle, I soared skywards.
A correspondent sends us the; Following: “James Harper, the postmaster of Pacific Grove, is the champion angler of the Monterey Peninsula when it comes to getting steelheads. Yesterday he had a few spare moments and went out after steelheads.
The latter part of my article in your January issue was written for the purpose of giving information and answering queries regarding the outfitting of hunting trips to Alaska. I have received numerous such questions and you yourself have forwarded to me letters from sportsmen asking for information.
It was in June, 1868, that I came to Colorado and took up a small ranch in the eastern part of the state, in what is known as the Red Rock country. Not far from here lived an old Englishman who made a small living by hunting and trapping, and occasionally sellinn a few hons which he raised.
I am leaving here (Seattle) about May 1st, or earlier if we can get the new boat finished. I am taking a moving picture camera along and received a wire today to procure a group of kadiaks, polars, walrus and seal for the Carnegie Museum of Pittsburg.
Referring to the criticism of Mr. W. G. Buehner of Wyoming regarding article written by me and appearing in the October number of your magazine, would say that I am somewhat surprised to know of a man living in Wyoming. who thinks he knows enough to write of hunting for publication, yet who doesn’t know of such a station as Midvale, Mont.
I am enclosing a photo of Nicolai Creeveden and a 2-year-old caribou which lies just where it fell after being shot. Creeveden is our pantry man and store keeper on the Str. Dora. (Probably Dr. Anderson and Judge Williams remember him.) The rifle was mine, a little single-shot .22 Stevens, retailing at $4 or $5.
I am leaving New York about the 6th of June for Tromso, Norway, where my expedition starts July 1st for the eastern coast of Greenland for polar bear, walrus and musk ox. There will be five “guns” in the party. I have one place yet to fill and am trying to locate a sportsman who is also a good surgeon, who would wish to make this trip, and thought I might reach some one through the pages of your magazine who would want to go.
Driving the Wyoming Elk to Better [?] Feeding Grounds
The expected has happened. It has come to pass. It is done, gone and didded. It is all over but the shouting and devising the particular method of whacking up the money where it will do the least good. The people of Jackson’s Hole have a good, reliable hunch every time the state legislature meets that some damphool legislation in regard to the game will be enacted—and they are seldom disappointed—the Eleventh was no exception to the rule, but trotted along and went their predecessors several better in the foolish line.
In reply to the article of Mr. S. N. Leek in the April number of Outdoor Life in regard to the distress of the Wyoming elk, would say that we, the undersigned, are very much interested and hope that Mr. Leek can agitate the public in general through his articles so that some means may be devised for the material benifit of theses starving animals.
Harry Petrie, an old Denver sportsman, now located at Golconda, Nev., writes under date of March 25: "Am getting located on various shooting grounds. Hear of great prospects for deer, antelope, ducks, sagehens, etc., with a little trout fishing by way of variety.
Before our June issue is out our Mr. J. A. Ricker will have started on his trip to Nome, Alaska, via the Arctic Circle. We have an especially pleasing announcement to make in this respect, namely, that Mr. Joseph Ingersol, a prominent sportsman and business man of Southern California, (also a motor boatist, automobilist and champion pistol shot ), will accompany Mr. Ricker on the journey, in place of Mrs. Ricker, who has decided that the trip would be too strenuous for her.
Wouldn’t You Like to Go On a Camping Trip to the Big Game Country?
Jackson Hole, Wyoming, is a region about sixty by seventy miles, of beautiful valleys, rough mountain ranges, rushing rivers and placid lakes. It has three immense mountain ranges, containing peaks never climbed and cafions never explored.
The Art of Revolver Shooting, (revised edition), by Walter Winans; 350 pages; liberally illustrated; $5.00; G. P. Putnam’s Sons, New York. One of the premier revolver shots of the world, and for many years recognized as an authority on the sport, there is no man more capable of handling this subject than Mr. Winans.
In this issue we take pleasure in publishing some 1911 models of one of the best medium priced automobiles made today—the Kissel Kar. We also publish herewith a picture of the Denver distributor of this car, Mr, R. A. Creek, for over ten years a dealer in automobiles and a sportsman of rare ability.
CAN PLACE AUTOMATIC EJECTORS ON PARKER HAMMERLESS GUNS.
Editor Outdoor Life
We are now prepared to fit on any Parker hammerless guns that are non-ejector a genuine Parker automatic ejector. The fitting of ejectors by us will be done in a first class and careful manner, to match perfectly the balance of workmanship on the gun.
IT IS NOW THE MARBLE ARMS AND MANUFACTURING COMPANY.
One of the biggest outing and'hunting goods manufacturing concerns in the country has after thirteen years of remarkable success, changed its name. Formerly called the Marble Safety Axe Co., of Gladstone, Mich., this large concern has now adopted the name of the Marble Arms and Manufacturing Co.
I am just in receipt of your postal asking for my renewal of ad. that appeared in the March number. In reply will say that I will have to get some more puppies before I can use another ad. I must say that your magazine surely gets results; in fact more so than I really expected.
It will pay anyone contemplating the purchase of a piano to send to Wing & Son, 374399 W. 13th St., New York, for their “Book of Complete Information About Pianos,” which they will send to any address for $1 postpaid. This book is a large one of 162 pages (size of page, 11½x12 inches) and gives much information that is invaluable to the prospecti ve purchaser.
We wish to call the attention of our readers to the Westcott safety trigger guard, advertised in this issue, patented by Mr. Henry P. Westcott of Brie, Penn. Mr. Westcott is a lover of hunting and has seen so many accidents from discharge of guns that he set about to contrive a safety device, which he has perfected.
The F. W. King Optical Co., Cleveland, O., Gentlemen:—Enclosed find check for shooting glasses. I think I have tried them everywhere that a pair of glasses could be used. I even used them in a moving picture theater and found that the pictures never looked so good as with these glasses, and when I came out my eyes felt the same as before I went in.
Browning Bros., of Ogden, Utah, have issued their 1911 catalog, a book of 144 pages, that ought to be read by every lover of guns and sporting goods. There is hardly anything from a fish hook to a $1,000 gun that it doesn’t tell about. The book is a valuable addition to any sportsman’s reference library.
“A Handbook for Anglers” would be a good name for the new catalog just issued by Edward Vom Hofe & Co., 95 Fulton St., New York. This reliable old firm which was established in 1867, devotes all its energies to selling the better grade of anglers’ supplies of every description. In the whole 180 pages of this 1911 catalog not an article listed is cheap in the sense that quality has been sacrificed to make a low price.
This month Mr. W. J. Jamison, the “Coaxer” bait manufacturer of 2751 Polk St. (Dept. O). Chicago, runs an enlarged advertisement exploiting the achievements of his baits, and in justice to these excellent lures, we believe that every fisherman using such tackle should give them a trial.
At the annual clay target shooting tournament for amateurs, held at Baltimore, Maryland, March 16th and 17th, Porter Osborn won the Maryland handicap from 19 yards with a Stevens repeating shotgun. At LaGrange, Tex., March 26, Mr. H. A. Murrelle, shooting Peters shells, won high general average, 97x100, Mr. H. J. Borden second general average 94x100, and Mr. F. W. McNeir tied for high amateur average 90x100, all with Peters shells.