New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-02-25
Greenwood Lake Terrified
as Pack DecimateS Game
and Hen ROOStS.
MARAUDERS' BAYING
SLEUTH'S ONLY CLEW
Heavily Armed Force ScOurs
Forest, Seeing Tracks and
Hearing Weird YeIps.

The wild dog season at Greenwood
Lake, n. j., is now at height never
before attained in the memory Of the
Oldest inhabtant. No such wealth OF
winter entertainment has been offered
since the ice pack carried the floating
island against N. L. Warmolts shore,
adding thereby, an acre or so to his
property.
Nightly Lock" Hazcn, Frank Carey,
George Manetis and other leading bon
wants of The Glen, Sterling Forest,
Hewitt and adjacent towns, foregathcr
in the Rathskeller Of the Glen Aerie
Inn, the Lakes most famous non-hiber-
mating hosiery, while without, as a
special tribute to mine host, "Nick"
Warmolt, the genial bonifacc, the wild
dogs sing aras at the moon.
Daily, the thrifty farmer notes in
calling his poultry rolcsll, that fewer
and fewer voices reply, and every week
end Game Warden William C.. Klein APP
pears with a determined air, a 1910
rife and enough cartridges TO make him
boss of Bridgeport, intent on running
down the wild dog pack
Pack Ravaging Game.
Where the wild dogs come from no
one knows. Where they go when some
one wants to see them Warden Klein is
going to find out if he has to climb Jcr-
sey hills for the rest of his existence.
The farmers don, mind the canine vo-
cal exercises of a winter night. In
fact, they deem them superior to the
baying of the summer camper at the
moon. They also say that the wild
dogs are less OF visitation upon the
hen roosts.
But the pack has gone further too
too far. the doughty warden says. They
have been ravaging the game intrustcd
to his care. Bleaching bones OF deer
have been found in the hills and rab
bits and cartridges are becoming
scarcer and scarcer. Rumor that the
marauding animals were contemplating
an assault on the fish Of the lake has
stirred Klein 20 action.
After the dogs began TO prey on
game, Klein modified and began an Of
fensive against them. true sports
man, Klein loves his game with an abd-
ing affection Three days each week
he tramps over the chiefly vertical sur
face OF Northern Jersey, through snow
eight inches deep, hunting the beasts
which are destroying the hunting.
Local rumor said there were fifty
dogs. This, Klein says, is an overesti-
mate. There are probably twelve dogs,
all big. wolHike brutes. thick of hair
and deep in cunning, who have sloughed
off civilization to lead the life Of free
hooters. But fifty-never. unless some
one has been dealing of the bottom OF
the pack.
At noon Yesterday, when the war cor
RESPONDENTS arrived on the scene. they
found the warden preparing his forces
for another raid. Credentials present
ed and vised, instalment four OF the
wild dog hunt got under way.
Greek Contingent Formidable.
First strobe Klein, with his supposed
" trusty, but as yet untred, riiie.
Close on his heels followed his forces.
George Manetis and his gun. George Is
Greek. His weapon bears the unmls-
taxable mark of the hyphen. 1t IS a
Paleoljthic muzzle loader, converted
into a shotgun by major operation.
Its breech opens only 10 George. who
treasures the combination. Its muzzle
looks like something built By Mr.
Shonts. If wild dog stands still long
enough for the daring Greek TO go into
action against him, Klein says, he viii
min the Iron Cross upon both shooter
and shootee with his own hands.
Behind the heavy artillery came the
observation corps, sliding from icy rock
70 bottomless snowdrift, and bordering
on the retreat from Moscow.
wild dog tracks" announced the
warden, pointing TO several dimplcs
strung along the cold, cold snow. At
intervals of thirty seconds thereafter
he repeated words and gesture. The
whole face of the country was afflicted
with trails that began and ended no
where.
After a forty-fvc-mile march. most
of the progress being made by the
method employed by flies in scaling a
window pane, the commander waited on
the top of a local Mount Blanc until
the observation corps caught up with
him. Then he announced that he would
change his direction in the hope OF
catching the enemy on the flank.
The expedition pushed forward brisk
IL. carroming on the ice from rock 10
rock. and hugging nearby trees with
fervent affection. The course being laid
down hill the pace was involuntarily
much swifter. The general called an
other halt, the observation corps locked
it's badly worn brakes and attained
inertia By an involved route.
wen start back now" the com
mander announced. But we start out
again at nightfsll. The gentlemen Of
the press will accompany US, If they
wish"
But the gentlemen Of the press were
leaping from crag 10 crag, far down
the slope, and sobbing bitterly, as they
strove TO catch Greenwood Lakes sole
train to the city.