The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-12-01

where he has a wide range both for bunting and fishing. There he 1 pitches his camp in the heart of the woods, where he can have the music of running water ever in his ears. He leaves camp with his guide early in the crisp autumn mornings and re- turns at nightfall, weary but happy, with game pouch full to bursting and big game flung over his shoulder. Thus he passes many weeks of the delightful Indian summer in supreme content, and return to the city a better man.
 So much for the leisured man who hunts for pastinne and the exhilarating passion of the chase. There are others, and by far the greater number, who follow the pursuit of hunting not for the sport and fascination of bringing down some antlered king of the forest or bagging hundreds of quail in a single day, but to earn livelihood by means of gun and rod. These thrifty sports men make quite a snug income shipping out quail, plover, and prairie hen, wild turkey andyenison to the ctiy markets. In all cases the birds must be dressed, for it is against the Indian law to ship live quail or blower out of the territory. This law was passed to prevent in a measure the hordes of hunters from the cities from literally depicting the country of quail. Ere quently large shipments are conf1scated by the Indian police. But it's an i'll wind that blows nobody good; instead of releasing the thousands of confis- cated quail, as the letter of the law re- quires, these canny redskinned officers distribute the birds among their na- tive friends, who proceed to make a feast while the chagrined hunters, after relegating the Indian and his elastic laws to the evil one, go to bed supperless
 However, man always manages to evade laws that interfere with his busi- ness; hence countless live quail find their way from the Indian territory to the kitchens of the luxurious in far-dis- tant cities, to be served on toast at the breakfasts of epicures. The In- dian territory game law recently enact ed by Congress is to be rigidty enforced (some time;) the penalties for it's violation are very severe maybe so.) According to this law, the open season for hunting quail is from November 15, but late September finds the woods full of sportsmen, and in October their name is legion.
 Many unknowing ones insist on calling western Bob White a partridge, pronounced by native Texans "pa- fridge" We have no genuine cartridges in America In the southern states the name is applied to Ortyx virginianis and also to the Bonasa umbellus, or ruffed grouse, which is called par fridge in the New England states and pheasant in the middle states. On the western prairies only can be found the genuine American quail (Coturnix vul- garis, common quail.) The broad grassy prairies of the West are the na- tive heath of this graceful brown bird, which honor he shares with the long, horned steer and the shulking coyote. The call of the quail! At the first sound of that quaint musical note echoing across the umber-tinted prairies, or down long rows of yell low, rustling corn, the hunter snatch- es up his rifle and, followed by his prize dogs, hastens iii it's direction, and poor Bob White and his loving mate pay the penalty of his rashness
 Not only is the crested quail found in abundance on the uplands or prairies of the Indian territory, but here l flourish also blower, curlew, and that much-p -prized quarry of the true sports man, the prairie chicken, or pinnated grouse, also indigenous to the western prairies. Along the clear streams that wind their picturesque way through this hunters paradise can be found the festive wild gobbler. so dear to the heart of the Indian hunter, wild duck
 deer and occasionally an antelope. These same beautiful creeks and riv- l CTS offer unusual attractions to the nimrod. Deep in the unexpDred woods there are creeks where the finny tribe 1 disport themselves in anxious antici- patton of the elusive fly. Mosses border the banks of these streams flowing in smooth sweeping curves in places, but oftener crawling noisily among jagged rocks; fallen trees droop into the water, 1 affording a coign of vantage to the l determined fisherman; f1oeting drift wood collects above deep pools and silently guards the fish hiding in it's shadow.
 The Pennington river near Tishomin- go, the capital of the Chickasaw nation is as remarkable as it is beautiful, Its waters, broad and deep, are from pure l springs, ice-cold and crystal-clear I Gushing from the earth in solid sheet each roars and rushes between massive granite powders, ripples gently over shallows where the delighted fishermen may hook mountain trout, black bass, 1 perch and cat, and plunges down cata- racts to join the Washita after brief
 but brilliant run of A miles. The his toric Washita river, brooking no rival allures the angler to rest beneath the mighty cottonwood, oak, hickory and walnut trees bordering its banks and gratify his love of angling until the sport pals. & ,.-
 And as to big gamel The huntsrnan has only to pick and choose, then go forth and shoot Of a certainty it is understood that he has pitched his camp in some secluded spot miles away