THE readers of Outdoor Life need no introduction to Theodore R. Hubback for his writings have appeared in this magazine many years. In this story he tells of an encounter with a large elephant in a Malayan jungle which came near writing finis to the life of this prominent sportsman and game conservationist.
THIS is the second installment of Dr. Chase's story which begins in this number. Next month the writer gives us an insight into the life of the great Alaskan brown bear during the second and third years of its life. Dr. Chase has spent years in the study of this noble game animal and the observations he has made are not the result of reading what &thers have seen, nor of time spent in watching captive animals in a zoo; his knowledge has been gained by watching them in their native haunts, and by association with specimens he has taken for the purpose.
The Collie in America, by Edwin L. Pickhardt; 80 pages; illustrated; $1 net; paper binding; Field and Fancy Pub. Corp., New York City. A comprehensive treatise on the breeding, care and management of the collie, with chapters on The Origin and Descent of the Collie; The Mechanism of Inheritance; Inbreeding, Linebreeding and Outbreeding; Kennel Maintenance; and the Collie Standard Simplified.
FORTUNE has been most kind in providing the writer with many opportunities to watch and study the numerous species and color phases of the big Alaskan brown bears in their practically undisturbed and natural surroundings. At the time I am writing these lines there is living, and not so very far from my home, the most beautiful and superbly developed male specimen of what I consider the true type of Alaskan brown bear that it has ever been my pleasure to behold.
Some camera studies and observations made of the Kenai moose and other game, during a big-game hunt on that peninsula, by one who had a ringside seat on more than one occasion
IT WAS the good ship Alameda and her kindly purser, Mr. Large, that gave me and my friend, George P. Taubman such a wonderful trip thru the inside passage from Seattle to Seward, Alaska, where I had arranged to outfit for a hunt on the Kenai Peninsula.
THERE has been a great enlightenment the last few years regarding our wild animals, birds, fish, forests, flowers, insects and all the outside world, but there remains a great deal more to be done and understood. To educate the great majority who would like to know what should be done to keep our wild life from extinction and our forests from destruction the man who takes pictures in the wilds can do a tremendous lot of good.
I am herewith sending you my interpretation of the Nez Perce legend of creation in the hope that you may be able to find a page for it in Outdoor Life. You remember, of course, that I spent my earlier years among these people, and acquired from them their tribal history, legendary lore and tradition, material which I have long wished to find a publisher for, but unfortunately the only interest the general public seems to have in the Indian is to exploit him for selfish gain.
The pictures in the group on this page were sent to us by Donald (Curly) Phillips, a well known Alberta guide and trapper, and give some idea of the way a professional operates when going after fur on a large scale. As may be seen in the views, not all of professional trapping is fun.
SOMEHOW I can’t reconcile myself to the proverbial assumption that a man past fifty lives altogether in the past. To me, personally, the passing show presents much of vital interest and I get quite a “kick” out of watching the super-conscious gyraflections of the madding—or shall I say emotion-maddened—crowd of twentieth century getlings, each of whom fondly deems himself or herself the whole rambunctious performance.
Are yo’ ready? Where’s that hitch rope? Got them panniers snug? Grab that top pack; pull ’er for'ard, So’s them ends don’t rub. Give it here, Pard; yes, I’ll throw ’er; Git on t’other side. Heads up, Pardner; comin’ over— Darn that bronco’s hide!
Much of the committee’s time and attention was devoted to the study of possibilities for creating an overflow of the surplus deer from the Kaibab Forest to surrounding country, thus accelerating the very small permanent drift of the deer from the preserve.
THE public’s response to Outdoor Life’s plea for the release of the Indian from the Indian Bureau is well attested by the letters and extracts printed below, which are characteristic samples of the many letters we have received since we opened a discussion of the Indian question in the September issue.
THE man who has lived “East of the River” all his life will never know the romance of Western railroad building. It took dreamers with money and a broad mind to tackle the job of railroad building across the barren miles that rise steadily upward as they go west from the Missouri until they reach the mile-high foothills of the Rockies.
ADVENTURE is not always just around the corner, but it is here, there and everywhere—at least that is what I was thinking while aboard the little launch “Mudhen,” which was causing the city of Juneau to quickly fade from sight. “Ah, this is adventure,” I casually remarked, as I stretched out on a long seat and sent rings of tobacco smoke across the dark-blue waters of Gastineau Channel, which is nearly two miles wide and deep enough to float an ocean liner.
AS THE end of the year draws near we are quite apt to sit down and take stock of ourselves, look back over the past year and think of the future. I would like to discuss the new tackle tried out during the year and make a guess as to developments in 1925; I may do that sometime, but not this month.
A series of papers having to do with a subject of increasing interest to every trout fisherman
CHAPTER XVII-(PART 2)—Now IN CONCLUSION
O. W. Smith
A VALUED correspondent writes that it seems to him that dry-flies are more alarming to trout than wet, that the first cast, if a fish does not take, will “put the trout down,” as the English say, to stay. In his experience trout will not rise a second time to a dry-fly.
I AM continually surprised that more is not said in the angling press about the joys and how of trolling with spoons, in view of the fact that the method is so much employed. It is the well recognized and authoritative method of taking members of the pike family, from the little river pickerel up to the muskellunge itself.
Letter No. 1023—Difference Between Rainbow, Steel-head and Cut-throat
Editor Angling Department:—Herewith you have the picture of a strange “animal” caught in the Tombigbee River near here. What sort of fish is this?—E. M., Ala. Answer.—The fish is what is known as alligator gar, Lepisosteus tristoechus, a large and ferocious species sometimes met with in our Southern states, and one that will give the fortunate (?) angler considerable trouble should he get his hook securely set.
ACCORDING to Major W. D. Frazer of the American Olympic pistol team, its members came home this year under the absolute conviction that the United States needs a new target pistol. The American team, as a team, it seems, were superior to any team in Europe, but individually they fell below the best European shots.
I have seen it stated that it is very dangerous to shoot the .303 British cartridge, as furnished by the director of civilian marksmanship, in a Krag rifle. I have a Krag Sporter equipped1 with a 24-inch barrel and Lyman sights.
AT THIS stage of the game, remember, buy a new .38 Special target revolver, with Partridge sights. smooth trigger pull and all the fixings. And for the love of St. Mike don’t at this stage buy reloading tools. Don’t try to get something for nothing, at least not just yet.
WHEN I was a boy perhaps fifteen years old I recollect reading a well-written story regarding the wonderful shooting ability of the James boys. The story went on to tell how easily Jesse James could cut a complete circle around the outside of a tree by removing the bark only, using a six-shooter in each hand and firing from the back of a galloping horse while the bridle reins were held in his teeth.
These are the two questions the thug asks himself before undertaking a holdup or burglary job. My experience with criminals of this type is rather extensive and I unhesitatingly affirm that no greater cowards exist. If a person is known to go armed and is quick on the draw and accurate (and such information is quickly broadcast via the thug grapevine system) he or she will be quite secure from interference.
IN ANY discussion of the .22-caliber rifle we immediately have to decide what we are discussing, the tin can .22 rifles, in which class we can include all the pump actions and the lesser .22s, including the automatics, or the precision arms, in which class we find the 52 Winchester, the B. S. A., the special barrels set to Ballard actions, the Popes, the Petersons and other such rifles where work has been done to improve lock time, breech fit, and kindred matters.
The drawing illustrates a form of a rifle rest that I use in testing out rifles for accuracy and to set the sights. The rest shows the figure of the shooter reclining more than he should be. The rest is simply the old Texas back position as once used in military shooting, but the body is supported at all points.
Being myself an ardent admirer of shooting irons (parj ticularly old models), and believing there may be others like me, I am sending along a picture of a rifle which I believe to be unusual, if not rare. It is a Marlin, top ejector, caliber .40-60, 28-inch barrel.
I have been much interested in the articles published in Outdoor Life in regard to pistol legislation. Some of the statements that the would-be reformers make would be very amusing if they were not so serious. They do not seem to realize that a very wicked pistol can be made in about fifteen minutes by sawing off both ends of one of the smaller shotguns.
THE smoke of the fiercest competition in marksmanship had hardly blown away over Lake Erie this fall before plans were under way to make Camp Perry a greater marksmanship training school than ever before. The year 1924 has seen the national matches grow practically beyond control because of the great number of competitors.
IT IS a long step from the plain lead bullet to the metal jacketed projectile—too long, in fact. The superiority of the latter should and probably will relegate the lead bullet to the status of the horse, for general use, but plain lead still finds a considerable scope of usefulness with the rifleman—subloads, of course.
Winchester Repeating Arms Company A new rifle to be known as the Model 55, with Model 94 action, chambered to shoot the .30-30 Winchester cartridge; 24-inch nickel steel barrel; weight 6¾ pounds; magazine holds five cartridges, which, with the one in the barrel, affords six shots; forearm with the same taper as the barrel; steel butt plate checkered; sights are flat-topped Snorting rear with elevator adjustment and Lyman gold bead front; any .30-30 ammunition may be used.
I am shooting a Smith & Wesson .44 Special and like it very much. However, I see the .38-40 mentioned so often in Outdoor Life that I am prompted to ask the following questions: Is there enough difference in killing power to warrant a change? Which gun is considered the more accurate?
TO THE motorist intending to make a trip into Southern California by automobile with a view of camping out during his stay, the necessity is apparent of acquainting him self with conditions and the localities before commencing his trip. The country itself may be roughly divided into mountain, valley, forest, fo thill, canyon, desert and seashore areas.
Who needs to get away from home once in a while any worse than the women folks and children? The advent of the automobile has made it possible for “father” and “son” to take a fishing or hunting trip now and then. But you seldom see the women folk and children on a fishing trip with “dad,” especially in the chill of early fall, such as is often experienced at the close of the fishing season in some of the states.
Why not utilize holidays and week-ends for short motorcamping trips near home instead of trying to gain in the two or three weeks’ annual vacation enough rejuvenation and joy to last the year around? Once the motor equipment is assembled and its use mastered it can be utilized the year around and for the cooler months only slight changes or additions need be made to adapt it.
Adding very materially to the enjoyment of any vacation trip, and of particular necessity on all hunting excursions, the binocular should be chosen with care if it earns a place in the outfit and you get results from its use, which a really good binocular guarantees.
NO MATTER how simple the receiving set the beginner uses for displaying his interest in the most satisfying sport of radio the time comes when he will want the ideal set Today no receiver surpasses the superheterodyne. It is more complicated than the simple sets with which the average enthusiast is familiar; it is more costly, but worth it, for it produces results so far the most perfect produced.
THE work of prospecting for fur and laying out the trapline should be done in early fall in plenty of time for the trapper to become familiar with his grounds and to get things arranged for the winter. He will want first to decide on the territory he is to cover and then establish his home camp.
The Hudson’s Bay Company was formed by Prince Rupert and granted a charter in 1670 for the purpose of trading various articles to the Indians for fur. The first purchase by the company in 1672 consisted of 200 fowling pieces, 200 brass kettles, 12 gross of knives and 900 hatchets.
Fur manufacturers and retailers of the United States have been stimulating trade in many of the larger cities with what is known as “fur week.” Fashion shows, and the use of a motion picture, “Furs and Fashion,” in the principal theaters, brings the latest in furs before the buying public.
In making comparisons the author of this article wishes to be fair to all varieties of fur-bearers, and to prove he has faith in others besides mink, as he raises several kinds of animals, including fox, mink, and coons. However, the advantages of mink as outlined in this article are bound to cause a lot of real thinking, even on the part of the most skeptical.
The trapper who does not have some of his catch of fur made up for his own use, or for members of his family, is denying himself not only the pleasure of wearing warm furs, hut also the satisfaction which comes from hearing someone say, “Bill trapped them himself.”
A survey of the deer situation in Colorado after the close of the 1924 hunting season discloses some interesting things. First, the big bucks are not lacking in this state; in fact, we have the nucleus for the best and finest herd of deer in the world, for the heads killed show that we are not down to a thread-bare condition so far as fine stock is concerned.
The fall hunting season is here again and in a few weeks we will be hearing the usual queries from sportsmen as to why big game is becoming scarce in territory where because of good game laws it should be plentiful. The trouble with so many of these laws is that they look fine on paper but have an irritating habit of falling down in practice.
What man or woman is there whose blood is not stirred in response to the call of the wild? Once the Adirondacks were a hunters’ paradise, far removed from civilization, a place abounding with wild life, where the only trails were those made by the fourfooted denizens of the forest, trails that laced and interlaced in an endless maze.
Shooting against more than 700 team and individual entries from 33 states, as well as the Dominion of Canada, the Boise Fish and Game League won first place in the international crow shooting contest completed June 15, according to information received by Dr. R. R. Towle, a member of the Boise team, from E. R. Galvin, director of sales for the powder company which conducted the conjest.
I am enclosing you a clipping that is self-explanatory. I guess when J. B, Doze sees it he will know where several of the ducks went. Personally, I’m just as crazy about guns and hunting as anyone, but I’ve never yet seen the day when I needed twenty or more ducks.
During past months we have heard a great deal regarding a cement-lined canal in California which caused the death of several hundred deer while they were migrating from summer to winter range and vice versa. Previous to the time when the canal was cemented the deer had been crossing it for years without difficulty, consequently when the time arrived for them to cross to their winter range they jumped into the ditch with the usual assurance, only to find their way blocked by a perpendicular wall of concrete.
During the month of September I spent four days at Jack Miner’s farm in Ontario. Now Jack hasn’t what I would call a game farm. Rather is it a wild bird farm, a sanctuary. He draws the wild birds from all points of the compass to his place, by providing food, shelter, protection from gunners, protection from vermin.
(Note.—Many complimentary letters have been received by the editor of this department from friends in all parts of the country. One lady has mailed us a recipe for making elderberry wine and a friend from Pekin cables he is sending in a Mongolian weasel-hound.
Very few of us oldtimers realized, back in the seventies and eighties, when we considered the least desirable of the camp’s duties to be the task of supplying it with venison or antelope steaks, that the time would come when the killing of antelope would be absolutely taboo in America.
I realize that the fellow who starts something that is middling to good may soon have a goodly number of competitors; furthermore, that the first story told does not give the teller a good chance unless he retains in readiness a regular old “he-trump story.”
Nearly 200 adult black bass were placed in Ministik Lake in the Elk Island Park bird and game sanctuary near Edmonton recently, for the purposes of propagation and ultimate distribution of this game fish to other suit able lakes of Alberta.
I wish to give to the readers of Outdoor Life a few facts in regard to the big game in the Mt. McKinley region of Alaska. The writer has been a guide, hunter and trapper in this part of Alaska for the last twenty-four years. We have moose, caribou and mountain sheep, and three species of bears—brown, grizzly and black.
An amendment to the regulations governing the use and protection of the national forests which makes it possible to close them against grazing by livestock during outbreaks of dangerous diseases of domestic animals, such as foot-and-mouth disease and acabies has just been signed by Secretary of Agriculture Wallace.
Just because it is baked in mud—soft, sticky, oozy mud—any chicken becomes a “mud-hen,” and is easily made the center of interest of an outdoor party or a picnic. We began specializing in “mud-hen” breakfasts last year, and now the idea has become a tradition and an art, thru frequent repetitions.
The National Game Conference held annually by the American Game Protective Association will take place this year at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, New York City, on December 8 and 9. There will be morning and afternoon sessions in the Roof Garden on both the 8th and 9th.
One of the earliest authentic records of dogs comes to us from the Romans, which people were the first to develop and name at least three distinctly different breeds, viz.: Hunting dogs, dogs of war and shepherd dogs. The collie is unquestionably a descendant of the latter family and no doubt found its way to Britain during the time of the Roman invasion.
Kennel Editor:—Am sending you snapshot to let you know that we are alive in Kansas and have some sport left. It is like most places, almost a thing of the past. There are a few coon, opossum, skunk and coyote left, but nothing like when I started hunting twenty years ago.
Pictures “from the front,” showing how the world-wide drive against distemper, dogdom’s most deadly enemy, is being waged, have been received by Charles H. Tyler, secretary-treasurer of the American Distemper Committee, from Sir Theodore Cook, the active commander-in-chief of the work on the other side of the water.
I recently purchased a chow-chow dog and at the time of purchasing him the owner of the kennel told me, with other things, to feed the dog once a day with ½ pound of chopped steak, raw, mixed with cold water and crushed dog biscuit. It does not seem reasonable to me that a dog should be kept on this one continual diet, especially giving him raw meat every day, so I will greatly appreciate any advice you can give me as to just what to feed him.