New-York tribune., 1900-05-27

/ birds and beasts, and fishes, he met. And with
what zest does he pour out his sympathy, With
what vividness does he realize in the written
words the natives he encountered or the
creatures he killed. Sportsman To the backbone
his letters quiver with the excitement Of the
chase. but -,round the animal that falls to his
rifle and the wild scenes in which he loves to
dwell, there play his knowledge and his en-
thusasm. his spirit of fun. his sense Of beauty
We would like to quote from his notes Con
cerning Moose Calling and Canadian Forests
and Fishing" but 10 be appreciated they must
/ be read intact, as is the case with most Of the
pages which his daughter has brought together
with her memoir. lie never alludeS 10 anything
without making you see it. whether it is coral
reef skunk, an Indian or a trout. an Aus
| tralian fish or a Western bear. We may take
/ from characteristic fragment Under the
Cedars." these interesting lines;
J Come. let saunter out and sit under the
cedars AS We sit We become aware of the ex-
/ istence OF a pleasant noise besides the whisper
ings of the wind in the branches, chirruping
and a tWittering and crOOdlinS sort OF a gos-
siping, which US 10 wonder why We ever
/ left our dear old homes. and 10 become as senti-
mental under our cedarS the great King
solomon himself-whO, however. bought his
| cedarS ready made And. anaIyZInS things, We
! find that the cause of this UuwOnted guSh-put-
| ting aside the whiSkey. which should never be
. done-is the presence of inuumerabe waxwings.
1
| sticking TO what, when ne was Government
| clerk were his fingers, and still preserving MS
| old passion for innocent gossip and twaddle
| Then comes sinking by a coyote, who crlnges
and sneeTs like London cad. You wouldn't
| fire at sich a pore little bessar as me would
| you. noble Capting? Curse YOU. I'd ike to
| crunch every bone in your bOaJed carcass
| ''Pah. Let him go our New Ruler"
Then. just as the last yellow sun-giints strike
| on the strange, creamy-yeNOw. c.ayey-sandy
cliffs, with the bones Of dead monsters sticking
/ out of them. and studded here and there. win
a few cedars salvage from innumerable fires,
/ there comes a farOH note in the air, and IN
/ moment! far away from the frozen
| North. Far away, in the hot, baked desert az
! the back of ESdfoo. waiting for GaJ,a, Nearer
| and nearer it comes and wake 20 reality.
Down below US is a tiny plain, spr-nkled with
! fresh fallen snow, through which the burnt
! stumps of old trees show black and grim The
smoke OF the camp fire rises, clear and straight
! from the other side OF the ridge, We can hear
| the haIt-froZen nlSSeT cook 'cuSSinS things Seh
orally, can even hear the muT chiugs and
| the crunchinsS of the horses and the mules as
| they pick up their rations OF Indian -orn- Then
| the Ciatta cry comes aSain-and. all 4 a sudden
\ down on the white snow patch, pitch- all a.
once, some fifty or sixty beautiful, shaTptalsL
| creamy willow grouse. Let sit close under
our cedars. and near them discourse
How they chatter and gable and lie, True
| club men and club women, every bird Of them
! We can almost understand what they say.
| Yes, she did; 1 know she did II wasn't his
| fault. II that woman And the Dock sad
| oh" and it all came out-sO yoUns-ah, dear
mel so young; and braZened il out my dear
/ anu JIley 90 say He. me- ne! ma ma ma 11V"
cold the snow is 10 ones toes, Ny dear. how
we'll you're looking! Stupid old trump. Caekie.
| cackle! A-catcheri, A-caICheri,'' And up they
| all bounce with whirr. just as II The bell haG
rung for evening prayers. and into the cedais
they hOunce. and sit there as meek as maldehs
pretending TO be watching the sunset, but u
reality on the lookout for chance OF making
mischief Then the patient and persistent rne
gets that wicked old COck-I know him-aS he
pokes and peers about, into line. and taAins
him end on. in the neck. brings him to pas-
And at the same moment UP bounds While
tail from the red willow bed almost at our fee-
with his white flag displayed. and jumps 1uAp
after jump. till the little Ballard catches nm
between the shOulderS-and there is meat "a
camp! How red and bright his blood looks on
the frozen snow! And that's about as musa
grousins as you'll get the real WesiT-
prairie r,.
1t is not always a four footed creature or ohs
with wings that Kingsley writes about. nor Is Il
the native Buffalo Bill is portrayed by HIM
in captivating fashion. and Texas Jack, an
other celebrity of the plains. is drawn at lens'h
But, on the whole we like the Doctor best wheH
he IS fishing hunting. or merely idlns j"
wild places. He is SO CHEEKY clever, so 0rlSF
nal. such true English type. His daughter
has made a book about him that every one VIZ
TO meet an interesting man George kingsie4
may bewilder US sometimes by his easy lndA-'
ference TO the serious responsibilities Of AIs
but he is never duh, he never ceases 10 oS
lOvable.
REALTY