Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-08-23

1 the orient and grace of royalty. He is I royal indeed as a game fowl Out in l Oregon they call him the denny bird because Judge A. V. Denny introduced him from China about twenty years ago. Originally twenty eight pairs, the birds have multiplied with marvellous aptitude at figures under the protection of law till they are millions. Only in October may they be shot legally, and eighteen is the limit for any one sports man.
 spoke of the raiment of these pheas- ants. Here's where my pencil halts, as it would halt at the glorious cascades, the rich floral embroidery of the sunk en gardens or the parterres of Trans verse avenue in the worlds fair. Color and it's combinations baff1e the best of us. Feebly, then, the gorgeous male pheasant has markings of rich red about the eyes, black above the beak, chang ing to iridescent blues, greens and gray. Two green tipped tufts an inch long shoot out above the ears to give him grace and verve. The throat and neck are iridescent dark blue About the neck he wears a white collar an
 
 if 1t were but pinned neatly, and per feet fit it is. The breast is iridescent brown, the back of feathers brown and black with edges tipped with green. Then comes an area of brown and white feathers and then light blue hair like feathers. The wings are drab tend ing to pearl and mottled with white. His tail is six long large feathers, two of them full two feet in length. The female wears gown of pretty silk iu several shades of brown, with mot things of black-not without beauty, but very modest indeed beside her lord.
 The Chinese pheasant is fighter, and exclusion laws would have no terrors for him. He has driven other valued game birds from the lowlands of Will lamette valley to the wooded foothills and mountains. Here are some of the vanquished sitting in state beside him for visitorial inspection.
 The mountain quail in his delicate blue garb, an inhabitant of the old slashings and thick copses; the English quail, an importation, and the valley quail are all such birds as the sports man loves to see and, in the eye of nature lovers, too beautiful to shoot. Here, too, is bobwhite, all the way from the Carolinas, follower of civ ilization. Not many years. ago he was unknown in Oregon, but he loves cul- tiyated fields, and here he is, as if shouting his name to the countryside on the western side of the Rockies. The beautiful ruffed grouse, with his dark epaulets, is here, but no longer from the lowlands of the Willamette, for the Chinese pheasant now lords over his old domain. The ruffed grouse is an easy mark and is becoming scarce. Any kind of a dog can scare him up, and he will sit on a bush while any kind of marksman with any kind of blunderbuss brings him down. The blue grouse is timber bird, noisy drummer who lives on bugs and sprouts. Take look, too, at the sharp tailed grouse and. wish yourself in Oregon in the open season.
 The ptarmigan is way north bird, but Oregon claims few of. them. Here are two with their pure white plumage, the snow color that denotes their arctic preferences. At other sea- sons than winter the ptarmigan ap- pears in several shades of brown dark, mottled and light. Copper pheas ants from Japan are under the protec ton of law. Twelve kinds of ducks stand among the game birds, from the black jack and gray winged teal to those old favorites, the canvasback and mallard.
 Alongside the game birds are the fish, Oregon makes but one display, the royal chinook salmon, the red feshed fish best known in the east as a timed article. No true Oregonian can sound too highly the praises of the royal chinook, the highest development of the salmon whose home is the Go lumbia river.
 A touch of life is given to the Oregon section by pen of twelve. live Chinese pheasants which William G. Hare, the superintendent of the fish and game exhibit, has just installed.
 Fair Grounds, St. Louis.