Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-10-12
PRESIDENT IN CAMP
Head of the Nation ENJOYING
Canebrake Life.
NO BEARS FALL TO HIS AIM
He Has Developed an Enormous Ap-
petite.
MAKES CORN PONE FADE AWAY
Many Home Comforts in the Tented
"White House''-Rooseve1t Guide
an Old-Timer.
NO BEARS FALL TO HIS AIM
MAKES CORN PONE FADE AWAY
sTAMBoUL, La, October II.

STAMBOUL, La, October IL
A 25O-pound buck hung outside the
Presidents tent this week, the finest
trophy Of his hunt in the Louisiana cane
brakes. The party was driving through
the woods In pursuit Of bear when a
fine specimen OF deer, which had been
started by the dogs. crossed the Presi-
dents path at distance of Is to 100
yards.
In an instant the Presidents rifle was
at his shoulder. all other members of the
party deferring to him. The shot went
true. the deer plunked forward and fell
after running few yards. although the
President fired second time. The deer
was brought into camp by the negro
helpers and dressed in the afternoon.
Venison was running low but with this
killing the camp will have a supply for
some time to come.
The President was heartily congratu-
lated on his craftsmanship. Although dis
appointed in not getting a bear he was
delighted at bringing down deer.
Presidents Enormous Appetite.
One thing the President has acquired
is an enormous appetite. Life in the cane
brakes has greatly Increased his capacity
for food. One Of his first acts upon reach
ing the camp was to make friends with
compliments which he bestows upon
Jacks art make him the proudest negro
in louisiana
The way Jack can put up a meal of
chicken gumbo soup. fried trout. venson
and hoecakes to make the hungry hunter
happy would drive Mrs. Rohrer way out
of the cuisine. Given the proper ingre-
dlents, In three minutes Jack can COM
pound corn pone compared to which
Mrs Donald McLsan's prize cake tastes
N lIrh r1,,ry
When the President reached over at
breakfast and helped himself to a
fourth hunk Jack was watching him with
delightful expression upon his face.
Il knows he's used to good Twin. boss, +"
he remarked. lease Use cook out OBJ dat
White House Cook Book befo'."
Enjoys Many Home Comforts.
White House comforts and even luxu-
ries attend the President In his tent upon
the Tensas. but the place is SO wild and
desolate that it makes Oyster Bay seem
like thriving metropolis. For seven miles
to the eastward and twenty miles in any
other dire ction there is not human habi-
tation. not even the hut OF a plantation
negro.
Through much of the jungle few white
men save Ben Lil1ey have ever gone TO
the west and north are hundreds and
Z,
impossible unless one dismounts and
almost crawls along the ground.
1t is here that the bears have their hid
Ing places and where they make for when
pursued by the dogs.
Through part of the thieket tracks have
been cut SO hunter may get through and
along there The President and his party
ride until the sound of the horn Is heard
which indicates that the dogs have picked
up a scent. Then it Is necessary for the
hunters IN dfSrnnnnf 1aauo hoir
the cut trail and make their way through
the dense underground.
The Presidents Bush-Beater.
Ben Lilly. however. is no mollycoddle.
He sticks close to the heels of the hounds
and follows them and the bear through
the cane regardless of the path which has
been cut in the brakes for the more genteel
sportsmen.
Old Ben wears his long white whiskers
carefully tucked in his shirt bosom to
keep them from catching On the shrub
berry. Once on the trail Ben Lilley never
allows the bear to get away from him. He
has been known to fight them face to
face with a knife. But Ben's purpose
now is not to kill bear, only to drive them
to a place where the President may kill
them. When he does this 1t Is no fault
of his IL the distinguished hunter of bears
and octopi doesn't get his game.
To the south of the canebrake are thou
sands OF acres of forests Of cypress, pin
oak. pecan and cottonwood. At this sea-
son Of the year the bears feed on acorns
and wild pecans. The forests are rapidly
being denuded of their timber, but they
are all private property and not upon the
public domain.
Incidents Of Camp Life.
When the President rises in the morning
he puts his feet on handsome deerskin
rug, the trophy of one of Ben Lilley's pre-
vious hunts A commissary wagon. laden
with fruits. vegetables and provisions,
goes out from the STEAMBOAT store nearly
every day. 80 that with game such as
squirrel. trout which weigh three pounds,
venison and the like. which are taken
near camp. and the cooking OF Jack
Powell. the President is supplied not only
with the comforts. but with luxuries.
Hunting with q presidential party il
not altogether an unbroken hardship. It
Is restful. however and the President Is
greatly enjoying the life.
Catamount hunting was the sport OF
the President and his party one day this
week. DR.. Miller of Greenville. Miss,
and Maj. A. K. Amecker Of Lake Provi
dence, La, joined the Presidents party
Friday DR.. Miller brought with him his
famous pack of fifteen catamount dogs.