The Teton peak-chronicle., 1905-01-12
ExcusabIe Re9icide.

. which we have long associated
with the worst kind of hardships
undergone for the sake of sport.
J But modern enterprise has made
that phrase missioner when taken
IN the sense in which it was for
merly understood. A number of
years experience camping out and
hunting in the West have convinc-
ed me that every reasonable comfort
can be enjoyed without sacrificing
the principal object which lies
nearest the heart of a thorough
sportsman-good hunting.
The last outing l had in the
West, was in Wyoming, in the
Jackson Hole country, and l real
lied then how thoroughly guide,
who enjoys the comforts of life
himself and has the real love of
I sport, can contribute to the success
of hunting trip. A guide who
likes to make himself comfortable
will generally think of what is
necessary for the comfort of those
who engage his services.
Early in October. 1 started out
! from St. Anthony, Idaho, with my
guide, Ed Sheffield, on one of the
. most pleasurable and successful
hunts l have undertaken. A oou-
pie of days drive and we reached
Shives ranch, at which place we
! got ready the pack outfit. A days
! loaf at this spot while everything
. was being got in readiness was
!. very pleasant, as it gave me a
chance to- stretch my limbs and to
admire the grand perspective which
! no words can possibly describe in a
! way that would bring the natural
. picture to the eye. The Teton
:. peaks, covered with perpetual snow
and dazzling bright. furnished an
I attraction which never palled on
! the mind, and they were ever visi-
! bic from the plain but tidy ranch.
Flocks of ducks frequented the ice
:. cold stream near by, which cut its
way through the virgin soil.
The horses having been corralled
! during the days wait, everything
: was arranged for the morning start.
The next day rose bright and
early to commence the final stage
of the journey. When the last
I pack had been "cinched" and
! everything was in readiness, we
! began our last days journey to the
hunting grounds. 1t was a long
!! monotonous ride-much of it
I through thick timber with no stop
I for lunch or rest, because the heav-
! lily laden beasts could not lie down
: with their packs on and we did not
!. care to delay them. At length,
after crossing a rock ravine and a
swift running stream and climbing
steep ascent, we arrived at Two
Ocean Pass. There we found ar
ideal spot to camp. In a short
time everything was unpacked, and
the two tents were pitched. The
tired beasts that had borne the
brunt OF the days work tumbled
over and rubbed their backs in the
dust and snorted with delight.
The next day l started out on
horseback with my guide. Sheffield.
while the ranchman, Shives, I had
engaged as cook and general helper,
remained behind and minded camp.
We took several dogs along with
us, because they might be useful in
rounding up lions or "cats, as
they frequently call the cougar or
wild cats in that section. The day
passed without result. except that l
lost my Seitz spy glasses, which
hung on to the pommel of my sad
die by a leather strap, this had
evidently caught on something and
snapped. When the guide heard
of the loss, he exclaimed with great
confidence, eve must find them to-
morrow" l was somewhat inclined
to be skeptical about his being able
to recover the lost property, but l
assented to his going out next day
with little dog he called "Mai-
den,' a cross of black and tan
foxhound and a bloodhound, and
as intelligent little animal as l
ever saw. He came back in a few
hours with the glasses, and was
curious to learn how he managed
to discover them. While following
our trail of the day before, he stop
ped to call the dog which fell be-
hind him and stood yelping at
something which he had passed ];
when he examined the object, it
proved 10 he the glasses. They wei e
not Immediately in the line of the
trail but had rolled down hill and
were some dozen feet away from it.
l wonder if that dog overheard our
previous conversation and knew
what we wanted
Although Tor couple of weeks
the climate had been cool and ex-