The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-08-13
HUNTING IN NORTH WOODS
SOME STORIES TOLD BY REAL ADIRONDACK
HuntsTs-How the Game Warden i'
 Blinded

The moon beamed upon the bald sum- init of Whiteface, and the party group ed about a camp upon the shore of Lake Placid hailed it as hunters moon. Before 1t became an hour older they would be out upon the trail of their prey. For one of the party this was to be his first deerstalking. and his heart thumped as a soldiers might be- fore the battle.
 Just wait till you get the buck fev- err" said Sam" an old hunter, en- couragingly. II tell you, when a man gets that fever he's liable to do any thing. I've known 'em to shoot in the air. shoot through the bottom of boat and sink her, or tremble so they could not shoot at all.
 "One night I was up tree with guide waiting fro a deer to come out and feed. After we'd waited there three-quarters of an hour we saw the bushes on the edge of the woods near us begin to move. The moon was shin ing, and we could get glimpse Of sleek deer coming down to feed. Right at the edge of the wood he stopped, stood there and sniffed for minute and wouldn't come into the open, but began nibbling around in the trees
 'That guide shook as if he had the ague. He trembled so that he had to hold on to the tree with all his strength to keep from falling. Well. we lost that deer, all on account of the guide get ting the buck fever He said that was the way he always felt when a deer was near and he could not see it well enough to take aim"
 s'I remember chimed in another hunter, lone day when l sat on a log waiting for a deer. It came near me, and I got the fever so bad my heart pounded so I could scarcely breathe. Couldn't lift my gun to save my life!"
 "Wa-al, I want to know!" exclaimed North Woods farmer who had joined our groop "I wouldn't want to be araound no sech time. A feller's lroie to git hurt"
 .I suppose" ventured one of the par ty. "that a person cannot get deer out of season."
 f.I'lI bet you anything you please" asserted Sam" "that if you want deer you can give guide $5 any time of year-don't care what time it is-and he'll bring you a deer"
 s'Where are the game wardens?" said I.
 "The game constable is the most hat ed man in the North Woods" declared ssam," with personal rancor. "He is the natural enemy of the guide and the huntsman. Why, the only way guide can make his living is getting deer. If fellow was after deer out of season, or with the hounds, or lacking. l wouldn't give 15 cents for the game constables life if he came along just { then. The hunter sees the bushes move and he thinks it's deer Mighty easy to think it's a deer if the game consta- ble's around and land load of buck shot in the bushes. What can any, body do? The man shoots at deer and the game constable happened to be there"
 s'Them fellers takes mighty big resks," interpolated the farmer.
 ..You bet they do! wouldn't have their job for anything" assented one of the huntsmen.
 "It's a funny thing, but no matter when game constable comes along the news of his coming always gets ahead of him." said Sam" "Fellows get wind that he's on the trail, and they pass the word along, so if you happen to have a hound you send him off to hide him in the woods somewhere.
 "One time Watson and I were camp ing, and he had a hound all clipped and ready to go after deer, when along came the game warden to Watson's camp. Son as he heard the constable was coming he says to me: Here, s.Sam," go take that dog and hide him in the hay mow up in the barn.
 q hadn't any more than got the dog hid when the constable came up. Ev- erything was all quiet and serene and we. gave him the glad hand and made things mighty pleasant for him. Well, after while, Watson had to see to his cooking, or do his chores, or something, when what should that game constable do but wander off toward the barn! I tell you, Watson was in peck of trouble. He didn't know what to do head that man off before he reached the barn where he couldn't help hearing that dog abusing the hay now. Wat son got desperate. Then the notion seized him to ring the dinner bell. He picked up the bell and rang it hard. The man was near the barn. but he turned around and went back. He knew the bell meant dinner, although it was a bit early.
 s'Now, there was a stretch of road running about mile and a quarter along an inlet into the lake where we were camped and the game constable had to take that road home. Watson says to me: For Heavens sake, take that dog up the road and hide him somewhere. Get him out of the way
 "As soon as Wason and his visitor sat down to dinner went up the road with the dog. But our troubles were not over. The game constable hadn't any more than finished his dinner when he said he must go. We'll, sir, there were those dog tracks in the road just where our unwelcome guest would sec them. Watson was in a stew.
 "'Well,' says he, whats your hurry If you must go, there's my boat; jump in that and I'll row you up mile or SC and save you walkin'.
 "Watson's heart settled back in the right place when the game constable got into the boat. He rowed him LII