The Van Buren press. [volume] (Van Buren, Ark.) 1859-1914, 1897-05-22
spoRrsMEN's FEATs Al EATlRG
Gag Records Made with Trout nho
yeuison In the Adirondaeks.

yenison In the Adirondaeks.
Four men sat about table in a
Broadway restaurant the other night
rving in half-hearted way to 40
ustics to the elaborate dishes spread
before them.
"How different this meal would taste
o us after single day in the WOODS,
ighed one of the party
You bet it would" said the fisher
nan. 81 went down on Long Island the
irst dav of the trout season, and,
though l didn't get many fish, &C,
luired gnawing hunger that enabled
ne to get away with two-pound beef
teak and all the accessories when got
lome Why, l have seen party of four
get away with all the best part of good
sized young buck inside of "a hours.
The strangest part of it was that We
thought nothing of it at the time, al
though now even the story seems almost
too much"
"Not for a man who has followed
fine. venison steak all day without
thing to eat" said the hunter. II re-
member once up in the North Woods
we were looking for deer along one of
the mountain lakes. There were three
IF us and the guide. We had rowed up
the lake in a couple of boats, and near
its head the guide and / left the boats
and tramped along an old trail that LED
to a natural lick on one of the little
81 ar. to
the boats around to the place where we
had decided to camp. The boat that con-
tanned our few provisions ran on
submerged log, and our beef and bis
cults went to the bottom, so we had to
settle down in camp and satisfy our
stomachs by tightening our belts.
81 woke up about three in the morn
ing and with the guide slipped out of
camp and down to a deer run, where
we shot lusty buck, a wo-year-old.
We didn't wait for it to cure, but just as
soon as we could get a saddle we had
breakfast. A little later we had an
other, and when we broke camp to go
back after supper there wasn't scrap
OF eatable meat left on the bones OF that
buck. I'm convinced we ate above ten
pounds of deer meat each that day
81 don't know much about eating
venison," said the fisherman, but !
remember that last summer three Of us
were on Buck island, in the middle of
Cranberry lake, up in the Adirondacks.
The fishing was so good that we decided
@x> Il of nI, hi N o "
cept a little bread and a few potatoes
had been eaten. When we came back
TO camp that night we had 135 fine trout.
There were lot of two-pounders, and
not one of the mess was below legal
size We had rough weather on the fol
lowing day and couldn't get back to the
foot of the lake, and the only thing for
us to do was to breakfast, lunch and
dine on trout. In those two days, with
the aid of our two guides, we made away
with every one of those 1875 trout, and
l wouldn't dare tell the number OF
pounds. / can prove the truth of the
story by an elder of the Presby
church, who was one of the party"
Mai. Burke, who passed 30 years
among the Indians in a western fort
laid down his cigar with a smile. 'If
you fellows had ever seen an Indian
eat said he, you wouldn't think those
stories worth telling. When first went
out to Fort Lincoln there wasn't much
game to be had about the fort, but along
the Canadian river a wild turkey could
be shot once in awhile. There was one
old gobbler that | tried for dozen
times before | brought it into camp.
Then | found that | had caught a Tar
tar. That turkey weighed 16 pounds.
and after we had cooked it for two day.
it was still so tough that neither knife
nor tooth could make an impression on
it, So we threw him into brush hear
outside of the stockade. That day n
band of Comanches came around look.
ing for chuck. AS | couldn't think OF
anything else to offer fished up the old
turkey and turned it over to them. The
chief looked it over carefully. Then hs
went back to where the bucks were
standing. My children said he, this
is the flesh of the wild turkey. If you
eat it it will make towards of you. But
I have seen many winters. am an old
man and have endured many dangers
Therefore it is fitting that I should be
the one to run the risk | don't know
whether the bucks appreciated this rca.
soning, but at any rate they said moth
ing. The old man sat down behind the
srockade and tackled the leather bird
When l came back an hour later to see
what had happened to him, found him
there, asleep. BY his side lay little
heap of bones picked clean. IN. Y. Sun