THE crisp, cool days of September and October are speeding on apace, and lo! ere we realize it we are at the threshold of November—the month that fills the yearnings of the hunter’s soul and delivers up to him in such bountiful plentitude of good things that he now thoroly realizes that life is truly worth the living.
On Nature’s stage, all plays are tragedies. When dramatis personae puts on drama at the local play-house in the hours of night, they are following customs of primitive nature; for jungle scenes, as well as modern plays, are night acts and, to be seen or studied, sleepless hours must be spent in diligent, patient watchfulness.
Paused in the rush of whirl and strife Of the city’s busy mart, There came the breath of meadow green, Waft from a passing cart. Fades the line of street and stores, The turmoil and display, For the autumn falls and the wild things call, And my soul cries, “holiday!” Swift through space flits my thoughts away To the mountains wild and steep, To the snow-capped peaks and the pine-clad slopes And the cañons wide and deep.
The previous chapter closed with a very lucid description of the stalking and killing of an immense big brown bear by the author. The stalking of this animal consumed several hours, and it required nine shots from a .35 Remington automatic at distances ranging around 100 feet to put him finally down and out.
Salmon are to be found in great numbers in Norway, in New Brunswick, in Alaska and in cans; but this last species does not rise readily to the fly. Salmon fishing is a favorite pastime with hard-working millionaires of limited means. An entire salmon outfit can be readily purchased for $350, and then the only expenses are railroad fares, rental of river, hire of guide, cook, porters, food, drink, shelter and incidentals, together with the subsequent cost of shipping one salmon to distant friends who are not fond of fish anyhow.
Our readers are familiar with Mr. Cottar’s hunting expeditions into British East Africa from the vivid stories he has given us of his hunting experiences in that country. He has been on many safaris there, and has killed hundreds of heads of big game in that country.
The title of this article may be generally applied to a vast number of preying animals, not excluding the human being. However, it is possible to restrict the field to a few species of the animal and amphibian class which constitute the appreciable bulk of those which truly may be styled the true enemies of trout.
A few years ago it was impossible to get a jury to convict people in certain parts of this state (Oregon) for violation of game laws. This is gradually changing. Farmers and other landowners have become more interested in game protection. They have come to understand that game is one of our most valuable resources.
The rain commenced in the late gloaming, fit ending to a dark, disagreeable day. It came sifting down through a dense, muggy atmosphere, a chill, penetrating, November rain. We stood on the stoop at the bed hour and watched the great fleets of sombre, water-soaked clouds as they scudded across the sky with an occasional rift through which a pale half-moon struggled for a short time only to be blotted out in an instant.
The invalid was a gentleman who had acquired a fortune, but in doing so had wrecked his physical and nervous systems so completely that a mild mania had developed, and when I first saw him he was on probation at his own home, awaiting another bad spell before being taken to the insane asylum, to which he had been condemned by the family physician and board of insanity commissioners.
Nothing like having a fresh subject, something never written about before— “The Desert." Almost as new as “The Sea.” Yet the skill of a writer is measured in making an old subject interesting, as anyone can hold the reader’s attention on something new.
Editor Angling Department:—I am sending you samples of my three favorite bass flies; tied them myself. My first choice would be Buck-wing Coachman. Killed over a hundred bass with this fly last season, using it only after dark. Second choice would be Lord Baltimore.
IN PRAISE OF MIGRATORY CAMPING, WITH SPECKLED TROUT AS AN INCENTIVE.
O. W. SMITH
No variety of angling lends itself so admirably to the desires of the go-light angler as does brook trout fishing. In these days it has come to pass that the statement of Father Izaak is literally true: “Ye may walk and there is no man shall wist whereabout ye go.”
Every bass maniac is acquainted with the pork-rind bait, though not all are aware of the fact that there are hooks made especially for the “porker.” Indeed, no longer do you have to “cut your own bait,” more than one firm offers pork-rind, cut, decorated and ready for business.
Too few anglers know that the best and most enjoyable bass fishing occurs after the stricken leaves have eddied earthward, and the ubiquitous summer boarder has departed for the city. The resort season, properly speaking, closes with August, and August is the poorest month of the twelve from the angler’s viewpoint.
Synopses of The Game Laws of Some of Our Big-Game Hunting States and Canada
THE PROVINCES OF CANADA.
We have received copies of the game laws of some states and most of the Canadian provinces, and append synopses of them all here for the information that they will convey to sportsmen contemplating trips into other states or any of the provinces.
The Alaska grizzly bear is the largest carniverous animal that is known to exist in the world today and on the Alaska Peninsula, where they are the most plentiful it is nothing unusual to see bear tracks where the front foot measures twelve inches in width and the imprint of the hind foot eighteen inches in length.
There may be a great many things in this world that I am, but there is one thing most emphatically that I am not, and that is a hero worshipper. Teddy Roosevelt doesn't occupy a bigger space in my eye than Jerry Callahan who is shoveling gravel out there on that construction car.
This is a hunter's paradise (Kirkman Creek, Y. T.). Last season I killed nine bears, four brown and five black, and I didn’t hunt much, either. Killed a moose for meat a few days ago. We are placer mining on a creek 100 miles from Dawson. Mail every once in a while.
Morning dawned. We were camped in Aitkin County, Minnesota, near the junction of the Prairie and Savanne Rivers. It was on the 13th of November, the third day of the hunting season, but so far we had received no snowfall suitable for tracking.
Can someone give me a few facts on the bird known as the road runner?—his habits, where he nests, how many hatched, and all about him. They are quite common here, but no one seems to know much about them. I believe a few lines about them would interest many readers.
[I did not write this, but I wish I had. However, I stand responsible for it.— Chauncey Thomas.] “We all have our limitations, and goodness knows that you and I have ours to beat the band. The two of us are intolerant of many things, cranky about others, full of imagination that is a minus asset in the pursuit of happiness, and the greatest crime of all we are poor mixers.
The sportsmen of Virginia have formed an organization for the purpose of putting a new game bill thru the next Legislature. Contrary to most states, the Virginia sportsmen are not asking for a single addition to or alteration of the present laws, their efforts being directed chiefly toward a better means of enforcing the present ones.
Two recently published hacks at the United States Biological Survey have turned my thoughts backward to the days when there was no biological survey on the firing line, and the defenders of wild life received no help from the national government.
Two shots fired in the Cameron County, Pennsylvania, woods brought down a magnificent buck deer. Two companion hunters, Fred M. Guinn and Paul Vitte, both of East End, Pa., claimed the trophies—head, antlers and hide. This was in the fall of 1913.
Take a walk thru the cemetery alone and you will pass the resting place of a man who blew into the muzzle of a gun to see if it was loaded. A little further down the slope is the crank who tried to show how close he could stand to a moving train while it passed.
According to R. E. Mansfield, United States Consul General at Vancouver, British Columbia, reports from the game wardens from various parts of British Columbia, especially in the Grand Forks and Greenwood districts, are to the effect that deer are so plentiful this season that it is reminiscent of early days in the province, before the miners and others nearly exterminated the game and the government had to provide laws for the protection of the herds of wild animals.
We lately received a letter from one of our western contributors, Mr. C. L. Smith of Gardiner, Mont., relative to the work now being done to save the Wyoming elk. Mr. Smith, in company with other men in the Forest Service and the sportsmen ranks, is now engaged in attempting to devise a means of better caring for the great Wyoming and Yellowstone Park elk herds, and replying to him we gave him every assurance of our support.
Millions of acres of our national forests now are utterly destitute of game worthy of mention. Over thousands of square miles in the West and the East you can now hunt till doomsday without finding a four-footed animal worth shooting as food.
I have noticed many articles in your columns in reference to the army shoe. I have read Mr. Chauncey Thomas’ article, and will be very glad to throw a little light upon the subject, as it is a very much discussed one. I wear the army shoe, and have worn it for the last two years, both old and new models.
My friend Bob Bennet writes for a living—a most serious offense. I’ve known Bob for something like thirty-five years. Recently he and I crawled some hot, dusty, blistered miles under packs to Wild Cat Mountain, the blue-hilled horizon that was the end of my world when I used to be a cowboy—that is, a ten year old boy who every morning gathered in the family milch cows.
To make a camp stove, cut out the top of a 5-gallon square oil can and slit the corners down an inch; take another can and cut out top and bottom; telescope this can into the other and rivet together, two rivets each side. Take two more cans and go thru the same performance.
I shall offer as a sugestion my list of camping and hunting supplies for the benefit of those who find it hard to select and then know that they really have something good. My “artillery” consists of Winchester make, which I must say I am partial to.
Come on, boys, get in line. The time is now here to raise fur-bearing animals. Think of it—before the war mink were selling for $50.00 and $65.00 per pair. Today they can be bought for about $30.00 per pair; not only mink have gone on the decline list, but other fur-bearing animals.
An article in our September number entitled “A Formula for Waterproofing Tents,” by J. B. Tighe (page 257) should have been headed “A Formula for Fireproofing Tents.” We beg the indulgence of our readers for the error.
I am an ardent reader of Outdoor Life and if you have space enough for such an article permit me to offer you one on the Airedale and what he can do. I read a number of prominent sporting papers and find the general public’s opinion of the Airedale quite varied.
I have been a constant reader of Outdoor Life for some years, and an admirer of our philosopher, Chauncey Thomas. His Campfire Talk in the July issue on our army rings true, and from personal observation is the root of our National Reserve problem.
In other places in Outdoor Life I have given examples of C. M. McCutcheon’s work with the revolvers of various kinds, so as to establish a rough practical standard whereby other shooters, using a stopwatch, can gauge their own rapid-fire rate with the six gun.
In response to the editorial in the July issue of Outdoor Life, in which the editor so cordially invites the confidences of its readers as to their experiences, the writer, made bold by the assertion that no bricks will be heaved, ventures to elucidate as to six-guns.
The rifle, taking it all in all, is probably the most wonderful instrument that has ever been developed in the history of the world. It is the one instrument of warfare against which no criticism has been urged. It stands supreme in the field of sports, both for game and practice.
At present there seems to be a strong desire to secure the .22 long-rifle cartridge with a flatter trajectory, yet not much increase of energy. Such a cartridge would surely be welcomed by all who use a .22 rim-fire rifle, and on account of the great numbers in use should prove a very profitable cartridge for the manufacturers.
Though a constant reader of Outdoor Life for many years past, I have never seen a description of the above published in it, and as there are probably many readers who are not expert military riflemen or acquainted with the stunt, will endeavor to describe how it is done, and the sketch of target as used by British marksmen herewith is self-explanatory.
In the April issue of an Eastern sporting magazine, pages 1287-88, there is an article ending with the following paragraph: “Here’s backing Editor—as the boy to exact advance payment for his scalp if permitted only a bow and arrow—or merely a hickory stick, a shoestring and a Barlow knife, for building his own weapons.
Small Game Cartridges of Today. Their Effect on Game and Accuracy of the Target
At the present time there are quite a large number of very accurate, deadly and efficient high-speed cartridges designed for large game shooting supplied commercially by the different ammunition factories. At the same time there is not a single cartridge adapted to small game shooting as supplied commercially that does not have some glaring defect.
The Colt Automatic Pistol, Caliber .22, Target Model
Editor Outdoor Life
This new target pistol is the result of an agitation started by the writer and others some three years ago, and we feel amply repaid for our time spent in the matter, as the new pistol is a wonder in accuracy, handiness and balance. It will be received with favor and enthusiasm by expert target shots, campers, trappers and hunters of big game, as an auxiliary arm for small game such as pheasants, squirrels and rabbits when up in the big game country.
In your October (1914) number I described a target that recorded when a hit was made by raising a flag and which is still being used by our-club. But since that time I have made a target in the shape of a turkey made of sheet steel, ⅛ of an inch thick, that our club uses at a range of 200 to 225 yards, and this turkey, like the target, moves slightly backward and sets a heavy clock-work motor in motion which raises a flag from back of the turkey, showing that the turkey has been hit.
Deterioration of Revolver Ammunition Under Certain Conditions
Editor Outdoor Life
As I wrote to you some months ago, the ammunition in my .38 S. & W. hammerless revolver seems to deteriorate when the loaded gun is carried around a good deal in the pocket and kept under the pillow at night. Am writing again about this trouble in hopes that some of your readers that have had a similar experience may see this and be able to suggest some remedy.
In the July number Ashley A. Haines has an article concerning hunting and hunting equipment, but I notice he has nothing to say about slings for rifles. I believe a discussion about them would be interesting—something dwelling on their different points of superiority, different models, methods of attaching, how they affect the accuracy of the rifle, etc.
Mr. H. H. Miller, in writing on the subject of American rifle cartridges, has the following to say: “Numerous tests of the new spitzer bullet, admitted by all to be the best, have demonstrated a clearly defined ratio between the weight and diameter of the bullet, and the result in chamber pressure with a given charge.
In the June number of Outdoor Life, Henry Walter Fry refers Mr. Chester back to “Shooting and Fishing” of 1897 for a description of the Webley mushroom bullet for revolvers. I always enjoyed reading Mr. Fry’s contributions and still have in my possession several of them, which he wrote “away back," as he says.
Re L. J. Howlett in August Outdoor Life on the .22 rim-fire as a small-game rifle, I have used mostly .22 long and .22 L. R. for shooting, and have killed anything from mice to red deer, and quite agree with the above writer. I have found three .22 L. R. pellets in the skin of a 180-pound doe, all three pellets having passed through both shoulders six inches below spine, after having traveled from fifty to seventy yards.
Will you kindly publlish in the Arms and Ammunition columns the kind of smokeless powder loaded in the .44-40 and .45 Colt cartridges; also the number of grains loaded in each.—R. H. Davis, Selma, Calif. Answer.—The ordinary smokeless .44-40 cartridge as loaded for rifle shooting uses Sharpshooter powder, while the .45 Colt revolver cartridge uses Bullseye powder.
MUCH has been said and volumes have been written describing at length the many kinds of baths civilized man has indulged in from time to time. Every possible resource of the human mind has been brought into play to fashion new methods of bathing, but, strange as it may seem, the most important, as well as the most beneficial of all baths, the “Internal Bath,” has been given little thought.
Tri-State Trophies to Be Awarded Lady Trap-Shooters.
Conditions Governing Shoot.
THE SHOOTING SPRINGERS.
ECHOES OF THE G. A. H.
BUT THEY CAN’T FREEZE 'EM OUT!
“AND O. N. FORD KEEPS RAMBLING RIGHT ALONG!”
A NIGHT RECORD OF 99 STRAIGHT.
STATE AND OTHER SHOOTS.
AN ERROR CORRECTED.
RUTH ALEXANDER PEPPLE
For many years the trap shooting editor of Outdoor Life has been working with the view of promoting and spreading the gospel of the “Sport Alluring” to all points of the compass, and in every town, city and village where ladies are found, who stand in need of some enjoyable, healthful recreation.
Wild Bird Guests, by Ernest Harold Baynes; 326 pages; illustrated; $2.00 net; E. P. Dutton & Co., New York. This is the most comprehensive book yet written concerning the fascinating art of attracting wild birds. The illustrations, chiefly from photographs taken by the author, form an array of interesting and convincing proof that by using Mr. Baynes’ methods we can make our feathered guests feel thoroughly at home.