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THE INTER OCEAN VACATION NUMBER PRIZE -1: catch a bl He hit my line today." It wumjr turn to be aetonlshed. This, then, was the reason he bad come after me in the troodsr We were out on, the lake early next morning and fished all day. We made a pre ty good catch, but saw nothing of Torn' 'whopper." I began to grow skeptical, and taunted him, but he remained determined, so we went out again next We had -been having little success all the forenoon, when Tom suddenly cried, "Ie got 'iml I immediately grabbed the oars and began working the boat up and down, the lake, -according to the whims of the "musky," as we -saw him to be when he leaped out of the water. We worked the host around that lake till neaTly dark, trying to tire him out, before he gave in. and consented to be drawn into the boat and be killed.

When we got ashore we-weighed him ad found him to be a line thirty-pounder. We stayed in camp a week longer and went proudly home, Tom vtth a photograph of his big "musky and I with my Immense bear skin. DONALD XL MATHER. Chicago. HOW I KILLED A WOLF.

second rnixE. We were campion at the Lake of the Clouds In the Sangre de Chrleto rang In Cotorado. I was "the kid" to the entire party JO rears old. At feet high and "only a girt." The eld campaigners with me scorned my youthful enthusiasm and. especially derided my wish, to climb to, the very top of the range to see a One night I determined to go alone, as we were to breek camp la a day or two: Arising: at dawn-jiext morning I put on a ahort shoes, and stole softly rrom too tent.

As I passed the men's tent I saw a light Winchester which I had need to tire at a mark and knew to be loaded. I threw It upon my shoulder, thinking "If I get lost I will fire this and they can And me." The whole world seemed sleeping as I stepped out Into that wonderful scene; the mist had not left the valleys, though the snn was beginning -to touch the mountain tops, and as I looked down "Upon the clouds they seemed to be the foam-covered wares of a fairy ocean. I had reached nearly the top of the rang when suddenly I saw. stand-lmr'tike a statue on the top of a rock, a big gray He was silhouetted against the pale blue of the sky with the sun Just touch-Ins; the' side toward me. Whether I was suddenly seized with Kipling's "Lost to Slay." whether I was "scared crasy." I will never know, bet I fired.

Now don't believe It It you don't want to. but can prove that I bit that wolf right la the heart. My shot did awaken the camp and when they swsrmed np to me they found a dead wolf and a shaking girl weeping through nervous fright, but who tried to "get even" with them for their prerleus attitude of superiority by trembling voice. "Pooh, that was no -shot IT wasjnst like firing at one of thf Ifons at the Art Institute. Chicago.

i.rrf-y ALICE B. PEW. A VACATION. prize. There a great many people who cannot afford to go- to the takes, rent a cottage and pay for all cut Of their small savings.

They are forced. Oo wertr for some one else and don't enjoy-themselves as they ought to. Now. for a two weeks' trip down Bock river from Roc kf ore to Rock -tfLVth scenery has aw equal in the state. I will gtve you my first experience: About eight years -ago I left Rockford with fl.ts worth of provisions; camped two days at Chicago, Milwaukee St.

Paul railroad bridge, one mile north of Byron. fished with three of trot lines, and In two nights caught eighty-three pounds of dressed catfish. (Wholesale market at Byron, 16 cents pet, pound.) Bought groceries and pulled down and camped on aa Island Just north of Eagle Nest, about two miles north of Oregon Fished two nights and sold twenty-oae pounds of ffresaed catfish at 10 eents moved down, camped on an Island at the team bridge, and before we pitched our tent' pot out one line to catch fish enough for aupper. My partner used stale cheese for baiCand on this line of only twenty-five Or thirty hooks of 4-0 sise brought la seventeen catfish, weighing from three-quarters." ef' a pound to three pounds each. We put Out six lines and fished for three days and nights, until we couldn't catch any.more, using crabs-.

minnows, and cut bait; fleece and side a carp and cut the meat Into pieces about three-eighths of an inch square that la what .1 mean by cut bait. To catch, the carp Is easy. Pick a few clams, there are plenty here, cut in strips one-half inch wide and in a run. or two on your set lines yon will get bait -enough to last all nlgbt. Fish for carp from 7 to a.

m. and from 3 to p. bait for catfish at 7 p. run over at 9 p. m.

and go to gat up and run again at I a. m. and each hour as long as they will bite. Our three days' catch was 612 pounds and sold for 10 cents per pound. Now, I don't believe' any ons could come here and do the same- who has not had experience in this kind of fishing, but It would be safe to say, expenses can be made, as carp sell for 8 cents per pound and it's no trick to catch 200 pounds per week.

Eighteen miles below Oregon la Grand De Tour. Camped on an Island off town; plenty of callers, even the game warden; didn't learn his name, but he's all Fished four days here and pulled to Dixon sold 277 pounds of catfish to the Dixon 'Grocery company for 15 cents per pound wholesale. Can sell these fish on the streets of Dixon and Sterling (the next town- below) tor 1 cents retail, aa fast aa you can weigh ap and make change. Our next night waa at Bter ling; next Prophetstown and the next Rock Island, where we sold enr outfit and took a train. Total amount of dressed est fish sold, 893 pounds.

Total cash received for same. 1103.15. Try this trip where yo have a change ef scenery nearly every day. -There is good rod fishing, aa there are pike, pickerel, black bass, croppies, silver and rock bass la this river. I -have made this trip the past four seasons, and I will go down again this sum- mer, as far as Sterling.

Ehe lives there. -MURRAY M. GREGORY. Rockford. IU.

BATTLE WITH 42 POUND "MUSKIE." Our camp waa situated at "Boary's Point' on Woman'a lake. In the wilds of northern Minnesota, Bungy'a Point being named after an Indian chief tain of that naiae. who had been ostracised from his tribe and lived and died at that place. Some aald his spirit turned from the happy hunting- grounds aad etui haunted that place. It did we sever got sight or glimpse of old Chief Bangy.

One morning we deeided to try oar lack for the gamy fish that abound In these waters and we baa a very thrilling experience. The either waa gloomy and threatening, the water la the worst, possible, condition aad It was very cold windy. I waa rowing and- my brother let. out his trolling lino When about two mites from camo the wind commenced to blow fiercely and the waves rose to a height almost inconceivable for aa inland lake. I bad th8 difficulty in trying to keep the lo-o of the boat la the wino.

just at tnis tun, jp.aoa to our troubles and brother said bs had caught a snag, but hi line loosened la a minute and he thought he was towing a log. Bat In a moment things had changed vastly. lookedt over 'my brother's head and my OwVeart nearly stopped beating; for I saw a large, dark object break water and knew we had booked one ef the game and-iordly mus-kles, of which I had heard so much. Regard-. less of the atom, I rowed as best I could to keep a tight line, but I thought the monster would break it at any He swsm erossways and sideways, dived brad first and seemed to stick to the bottom of the lake.

He fougit and pulled. Jumped out of the aster his full length several times. shaking tBe ipooa ta Ma mouth llks a bulldog would a rat. but after about ten sals a tea eld King Muskie commenced to roll and show fatigue. He turned his white belly skyward.

I thought he was all lev We got hint close to Lb boat. I waa about to sheet htm whs he shewed hlagameneee at the lsst minute and made aa awful splurge, for liberty, dart ing under the boat and np on the other side, but that waa his last try. I finally shot htm and yanked him In with the gen hook. He waa the largest caught that season, tipping the scales at forty-two pounds. The weather having abated somewhat, we decided to use 'our shiners and try for pike.

We rowed back of an Island to the windward of us and struck a pike bed that proved a wonder. Wo caught pike -every minute. No sooner- bait oar hooka and let them down than np would come a pike, and large ones at that, the eighty-four we caught in less than aa hour weighing over 200 pounds. We usually took our 30-M rifles and shotguns with us oa our outing trips, as fresh most was a great rarity la that Wt left camp one morning, going- up a small stream that ran tnto another lake. WeH.

If I ever saw fish I saw them In that stream: The "red horse were commencing to epawa fid there were thoussnds of large ones from five to twenty pounds each running ahead of our boat. One could hit them with the oars. I got out sod waded the stream. as it waa quite shallow. They darted between my legs and under the boat.

There seemed to be nothing but fish and no end to them. They churned the water Into a foam like soapsuds. We bed lots of fun with them, bur soon got through the channel, and, entering the next lake, caught sight of a small herd of deer at the foot of a deer ran. feeding at the water's edge. We rowed our boat as noiselessly as possible toward them, but the leader caught sight of us.

"flashed. and away they' I followed their trail tor about a quarter of a mile. When I looked ahead about ons hundred yards I ssw two large bobcats standing close together In an expectant attitude, as though they scented danger. I got a bead on one of them' with my rifT. and biased away.

One Jumped la the air, turning a double somersault, and they both disappeared like greased lightning. I ran ahead about two hundred feet from where they were and found one. dead as a doornail. I had punctured him through the body Just behind and under the shoulder. -His skla now graces the floor of our front parlor at home, a fine and large specimen of Jthm eat family.

Fori ten weeks we 'had such various exciting and 'enjoyable experiences as these, and were not for the great annoyance caused by musqulioes and wood ticks. I would recommend, this psrsdlse of game aa the ideal camping ground for sportsmen. J. FRANCE CLKART. Chicago.

GAME WARDEN ANDTHE DEER. We had been planning all summer to take trip on the headwaters of the Muskegoa river. There were three of us and it so happened that I waa the only iatexperiesccd one. Well, we carried outpour, plans until we reached Houghton lake, one of the two lakes INTER OCEAN 1st tfae acleetlont jf tfso arfs wtaraero fr TTa later Oeess's assssl vs eavtfww axBBBeaiaaa of flsfelaar araaTi eaanptatar stories, "sTat-UUaa; or aatatamal cxserleseea" am. "Uterarf skill" aUetatwel tfc ehslees.

Tk dvclstea waa dirAeali. kat fcao eaa.efe1 with laapastfaJltr, aws ww trast wtU aaeet with) tlae approval of oar readers The prise wlaaera srei Oeaald B. If atksr, 16ST BhtrMsa rssd, Chleage, first prise. Wm Alice PtwSAM Usclty aTease, aicace, sttsss riM. NimrhVOrtntr.

-fit fuMsats street. Rockford. talra BOTtORABI.E Stories that jelosoly pressed tfae prise lis fer hsasrskle sseatf eairWero'eowtrrTewte by Use rellewtai' Prssee MeClsstK Cbleae. lea Vlvlaa, Caleaso. Fnsk B.

Uatbawar, Ckiease Georae Bailey, Chicago. R.aV Bask, faas III. Cart OalertaaT, Barllsatea, Tpvrsv. Ci. Laaaheth, Jr riereaee, Alai5 "i' at the head- of the river.

Here we louniTt waa necessary to hire a guide. The people were scattered, hue finally we found a man whom will call Jim Falls. Jim called us early the next morning so that we could make long Point bynooa. The lake was calm, in fact, the water waa like a mirror it was so stlM. We had two boats.

both pretty-well loaded, as we expected to remain two or three weeks I tell you It was bard work rowing, especially for me. as I had never done much-of it. At last, after what seemed hours to me.we arrived' at Long Point. It waa necessary for us to go around onto the other side to land. The wind had come np a little while before and bad kicked up quite a sea.

as we 'found out to our woe when we had got well around the point. By the time we had landed our blankets and tent were wet. but a little thing like that never counts en a camping trip. had aoms cold lunch, and then pitched our tent, spreading our blankets out in the sua to dry. By ndghtf all our damp was well In order, our blanketa dry and rolded neatly in their proper places.

That night and many nights following we sat around the fire and told stories. It turned out that Jlm.was IL-'l A TEMAGAMI TROUT a game warden aad that we were at that moment camped ia his district. The next morning, wo took the largest boat ana started for Stony marsh to obtain one fro KB for casting. Now, Stony marsh is only a loos mile from the potne. and.

a atrip of shallow water connects them. This strip of shallow water affords an easy passage for the deer, of which many Ha hidden In the bushel on the edge of the marsh. landsd and were soon very busily engaged la catching frogs. Suddenly I heard a eraah In the bushes to my Glancing up, I beheld a aser Just at the eflgs of the bushes. Jim must have seen him Just about the same time, for he let oat a yell and started! for ths desr at a run.

The deer sprang down onto the beach and thence Into the water. It was a fins three prong buck, and It was truly a great sight to see him swimming out Into thelaka. Jim in the meanwhile had run to the boat and, aided by the other fellows, bad pushed off. Jim and. Frank, the latter the strongest of the three of ns, were la the boat, and they certainly made that boat hoot through the water.

As every one knows, it Is not an easy matter to catch a swimming deer' but, no matter, they caught up with It. Jim climbed Into the front part of the boat and ceueht hoi of the deer's little short tall, thus causiag the ceer to pull the bott. Fran 1 a If TWO PRIZE WINNERS IN THE INTER OCEAN'S VACATION CONTEST. was rowing aa bard as I 'could and gradually drew up bestdo the deer. Jim let go of the tall and grabbed a but.

the antlers being still In velvet, end consequently soft. It. broke off does- to the Besd. The deer turned at this, aad Che boat ran up onto Its side and nearly capsized. The deer snorted and turned toward the shore.

Then followed another race to head the deer back into the lake. This performance was repeated twice before Jim could again ret a grip oa the deer. This time, bow-ever. Jim bad hae the forethought to lay bla Jackknlfe. open, on" the" seat beside him.

When he caught the deer by a prong again, be drove the knife tnto Its throat with the other hand. Then followed a terrible struggle; but the deer had received a mortal wound snd soon succumbed to It. Frank new held the beat's edge down- level with the water and Jim drear the deer Into the boat. We had a very good time and got someone' fish, but the killing of the deer wast be only thing which Is worth telling about. I sHali -PRIZE WINNERS.

MEXTIOS. 1 wlaacrsasd whoee'exeelleMeO; 'o -'ST-W- .5 7- v- VACATtort kditor. never forget that event, because the deer waa the first oae 1 bad ever seen ia Its wild State. GLENN FVIVIAN. Chicago, BROUGHT BIG BUCK TO BAY.

In the Ohio river, twenty miles from its Junctlotwlth the Mississippi, there Is a chain of rocks that reach from shore to shore, a distance of over a mile. They are still a menace to navigation, notwithstanding the government has spent large sumsla constructing a dyke and removing by blasting some of the more dsngerous obstructions. When the water is low there may be seen the wrecks of msny steamboats lying on the exposed rocks. The Northerner, a palatial steamer In her day, went to destruction over fifty years ago. Her oaken hull is still lying on the rocky islsnd where she sank.

The beautiful Henry Probasco was later wrecked on aa unaeen rock near by. Many other wrecks of Ill-fated craft bestrew the vlcln- U' 1-1 KEEWAYDIN CAMPS. lty. Oa the Kentucky aide ties the wreck of the City of Pittsburg, that caught fire about ten years ago and waa beached in hopes of saving the passengers and crew, sixty of whom lost their Uvea by fire and drowningr the Teasel waa a total loss. Tradition says that at ths bottom of the river near tale spot there is a barge of valuable lead, aad the river pirate and wrecker who a meager livelihood from the flotsam and Jet sam of the beautiful river still talk and plan to locate aad recover the sunken treasure.

The Grand chain, aa it ta celled, is a wild, ploturesqne and interesting localltyj it Is also ths graveyard of the Ohio aad the river man's sorrow. On. a sand bar bslow ths chala thousand of wild geese aad ducks congregate every fall to apead the winters theyt feed on the big bar day aad night, visiting at Interval ths rloh grain field that lino the bank on either One morning in October. 1871. 1 went turkev hunting with my frlsad, John Guyv la Ballard county, Kentucky, We crossed therlvsr In a skin from the ulinoi tde sear his home, above the chain.

otrtner rifle and I a double-barreled shotgun, both muxsle loaders. A short distance inland from where we landsd we came to a eyprees slough, our favorite hunting ground. Ws concealed ourselvts, and ctartel to call with the wing bene of a turkey. My call brought a response, snd soon an immense drove of wild turkeys came walking directly toward us. I warned John not to sboot until -they within shotgun rsnge.

but he did. snd at.the rrSck or his rifle they all new into the trees surrounding us. He had missed. I shot a gobbler from the tree behind which I was biding, whereat, with a great noise of Kings, they vanished. My companion was for resuming the bunt.

As we stood tslktnr snd relosdlnjr. a big buck' came tearing throuch the canebrake and made for the river, followed by a pack of wolves. We shot at random at the wolves. who took the bint, turned from the trail, and dlssppeared Into the forest. We ran to the river.

Jumped tnto the skiff ssd pulled In the wake of the buck, who was swimming tor the other side. We did net an Inch, al- though we strained with all our might at two pairs of oars. We aeared the Illinois bank, and our quarry was half out of the water, when from the log cabin, of my psrtner came his three hounds. When they gave tongue the deer made a half circle, and struck out for Kentucky. He passed as withla gunshot, but our guaa were empty.

We dropped our oars, reloaded, aad again took up the cbaaeT He was half way across now. snd we were far behind. He eared the big rock where the bull of the Northerner reposed, climbed up. snd stood at bay In the deep Sand that filled the old wreck. Aa we Beared his last refuge John grabbed his gua sad dropped htm with one shot behind the We -placed our prise in the skiff snd rowed op acres to get my turkey, which ia the excitement or the hunt I had left under the tree where he fell.

FRAN'X B.J1ATHAWAT. Chicago. OS 'v'i it ANCHORED TO A' DEAD MAN. r- L- Talking of fishing reminds me of an experience I bad about five years ago. It was during: my vacation, -la August.

I went up to Breedsville, to visit my brother Ed. who. by the way. Is the toss marshal. The weather waa pretty warm at the time and.

after "helping Ed is his orchard one day. he promised to go fishing with me that night. We rigged ourselves out with a couple of poles, a can of ball, aad a basket of lunch and started out. headed for Ssddle lake, sbout It waa Juet getttag dark when we climbed Into the boat and started for the south shore of the lake, where Ed aald was the beet place to fish. At first we caught nothing but perch.

They were miaerably small, and I suggested to Ed that we try our luck somewhere Hse. Just then he pulled la a big one that looked to me like a shark, and In my excitement to grab It I knocked) aa oar Into the lake. The boat Cave a Jerk, as we did opt have it anchored, and our oar waa lost to "What will we do nowf'M ssld. afters moment's silence. "Why.

fish, of course," said Ed. -That'a what we came here for. but we'll have to fish whereever the wind drifts us to. We are nearly out In midlake now. And so we were.

There was a alight breexe blowing right along. We examined Ed's big fish, a black bass and a dandy one. We were drifting In among -the-bulrushes now and it was pitch The" boat struck something that Ed iald was the root of en old pine tree. There were several of them along the north shore. We concluded to tie the boat there, and try to fish again.

I found aa eld piece of rope and after fumbling around for some time on the eld "pine root" (it seemed more like a log to me) I finally got cur boat anchored to it. That most have been there for centuries. It was covered with slime and moae. Now we bad some lunch and a bottle of "drug etere lager." Then we tit our pipes snd set to work fishing- again. We did not use the pole, bat tet our lines drop down alongside the boat.

We caught nothing but bullheads, but talk about big onesl I never saw the like of them before nor since. They were gamy, too, and it waa sport pulling them ta. j. We must have fished for a couple of hours and talked about one thing and another. Ed told me about Joe Patterson, aa old miser, who bad lived In a hut not far from town for ten years.

He disappeared two montha before and nothing bad been beard of him since. Ed remembered well when Joe's wtfa waa drowned in the lake. Joe took her fish-in one aad the -wind upset their boat. Joe was saved, but bis wife perished, her body being found near where wo were fishing. Joe never got over the shock, aad oftenvwandered -oat to the lake aad sat for hours oa the shore, sighing.

Some relatives of bis, knowing the old men bad moneywere now offering ftSOO for his return, dean or alive. "Bd," I said. am sleepy. I have all the bullheads I care tor. Wo dumped the fish la one end of the boat and laid down ia the other.

It was daylight when 1 waked ap aad reobea my eyes- aad looked around. Holy ease, waat waa inatl "aTd." I called at the too of my voice. He lumped wo and looked where pointed my finger. "Joseph Patterson! ho exclaimed, aad sank down sgaia. "George." he said, lauahlna- no' "yen tied) the beat to old Joe'e nsok.

looked at my band and baok to the gray hair ticking out of the water (the moss oa the old root. I thought). Well, I got out of Breeosvuie the next dsy. S3S0 richer, bat don't wish, for another experience like that. OBORGB BAIUfiY.

Chicago. PANTHER KILLS A' BEAR. It waa In the fall of U70 whoa my uncle said wo would put out a lino of traps. 2 wish to say that at-that time the section of Illinois where we lived waa a vast wilder- ness, and asttlement were miles apart. My unci had a hut built of log, well chinked and daubed, and made Quite comfortable.

It was a number of mile to the nearest settle ment, and It was a matter of bard labor to supply ourselvo with thf necessary provision for winter At that time bears were plentiful, and that Were also quit a few paninera. After taring everythiog In shape we proceeded to set our among them several tJsse car rter tliaj 1 i i i 5 uncle and I were visiting our traps, and on our way to camp sat down to rest oa the trunk of a fallen tree. We heard a crashing through the brush, aa of some animal that seemed to be -rira monstrous hurry to 'get away from something that be seemed to think wasn't a great, ways off. Presently a bear rushed by us over the ridge, grunting and talking to himself, aa is the way of the animal. Bometimea he seemed to be awiuiiy afraid of something, but he had no idea that we and our rifles were around.

things weren't very healthy for bears, and if that one had known where they were I've a notion It wouldn't have quieted bla feelings any. In another minute we heard the long bounds of another animal racing like death ton the trail of the bear. Then a great (panther, with every hair turned toward his head, rushed like fury ay us over me nage la pursuit. We didn't feel sorry that the i' -fa STORIES the bear had been meddling with something ho had no business wjth. K.

a. bush. raaa. lit. A "THRILLER" IN MONTANA.

Last winter, with two companiona. I spent a week hunting and fishing among tfae mountains of Montana, near a city called Dog Creek. Upon the third day I ventured a little bit too far from camp and became lost. As wandered about trying to locate the camp I came noon the tracks of deer. Studying them carefully, I became convinced they Vtere fresh.

1 followed the trucks for quite a spell snd came upon thejieer, making their way in single file along a trail leading to a stream. While' the deer were drinking 1 quietly got as near as possible, took aim aad fired at a big buck in the lead, and was happy to see htm make a Jump and drop, aa my bullet 'had pierced his heart. The others, seeing their leader going down, were ter-tlfled aad scattered la all directions. One good sized buck charged Into the undergrowth where I lay concealed, aad fiercely attacked me. With aoartera too cioee for rifle and not having my braee of revolvers la my belt.

I had to defend myself with the only weapon carried, besidee my rifle, a long keea edged dirk. As the buck charged late the undergrowth I crouched low and voided his terrible, buge horns, which would unquestionably have gored me to death had he reached me. He retreated and made a second charge, but I nimbly steped aside and closed in on him. plunging my dirk up to the hilt into his breast. He kicked and pawed until I ended hie struggles with -a single shot from my As I now bsd two fine bucks and'was Just figuring out how.

to reach the camp I waa horrified to hear the yelping of wohree. I could ace them cornier from all directions. making right for my game. At first I tried to stand them off, but they came in such numbers I had to turn aad flee for my rife-to the fork of the nearest tree. Aa I sat perched up there I shot volley after volley Into the howling and yelping mob of beasts below.

The wolves having finished cleaning up my game they cleared away and I got down from my perch and again tried to locate camp, as It waa nearing evening and the air was very chilly. I -cade post baste in what I thought waa the right "direction toward camp. I wandered abodx for- a couple of boura and waa alarmed to feel large flakes of anow fall about my face and hands. In about five minutes It waa snowing-so bard one could hardly see his own band, before bis face. I Stumbled about In hope of finding some -kind of shelter which would protect me from the fierce I clambered down the aide of a huge cliff and came upon a path although covered with anow to a depth of about three feet.

The path led the cliff and Just above a deep canyon. I followed the path and came" to a small hut and not finding anyone within I made, myself comfortable and waited for morning About daylight I started down the-path and when Juat above the-deepeat pert of the canyon I encountered a buge bear. It stood erect and tried to give me the hug. I skillfully avoided him and plunged my dirk deep Into his ehoaMer. but this only added to his fury and be made another rush and la the straggle which ensued we both toppled dowa tnto tbe canyon falling and sliding to a depth of about fifty feet.

Tbe snow had drifted Into the canyon break our fait some what. At tbe bottom be again rushed at me. but this time I succeeded Iq reaching his heart. I waa ao fatigued with the loss of blood and tbe struggle I had with- the gristly that I sank into unconsciousness, being found by my companiona an hour later aad carried to camp. I waa then brought too, bat being greatly fatigued I slept all of the forenoon When I awakened I related my experiences to my companiona.

After a couple more days of sport In which we were quite lucky we broke up camp aad returned to our homes. CARL W. OSTERTAG. 'Burlington. Iowa, ADVENTURE WITH A BOB CAT." Monday morning following the -close of school found myself and three schoolmates Fowler, Ed and the bank of Shoal creek, at tbe point where THAT 42 POUND "MUSKIE." fteactk sboot 6 Inches) animal hada't seen no.

but that didn't pre- vent us from running to the other aide of the ridge, to view the fight that from the nature of things was sure to take place. Sure enough, about forty rods. dowa the side of the valley we saw the two come together. The bear aat up and ahowed a beautiful set of Ivories. But It ess ol no use.

The panther, without stopping -io ask any questions, pitched right in. and over and over they went down tbe hill, tbe bear grunting and hitting and the panther screammg biting end tearing with hie long fight didn't last long, as the panther was'far too much for the bear. After the fight ended the panther seemed satisfied. He wasn't much- hurt and fell to licking his body and legs. Just as a dog will My uncle now thought It wae his turn to take part in fbe fray, ao creeping a few feet to another 'old log.

he sighted the panther with bla long rifle and pulled. The animal sprang Into the air and. after tearing tbe earth and kicking, lay still. My uncle walked np and took his well aa the bear's, and we went ahead. What the cause of tbe quarrel between the two animals was we couldn't find out.

but It was pretty clear ory crossed oa his march to fight the battle of New Orleans, Ws loaded our daaaage Into two canoes. Fowler aad Ed going ia oar. "Peansy and I going, is the other. We Hosted dowa the atresia oa our annual camp fishing trip, enjoying as only boys can their -freedom from school. The first to get eaUike was Fowler, who lsnded a fine black bass.

A few miastes later "Pesosy" was busy with a fine fish on his Ilea. Then the writer was the next to land one; aadso one. first oae and) then the other, until when we camped for the night we bad fifteen to our credit. The afternoon had been hot and sultry, snd wo were glad to pitch our test, Spreadlog down our blankets and recounting the events of the day and chaffing one another, we fell asleep, to be awakened by a crash of thunder, a roaring wJnd, aad oar tent Jerkiag sod flapping. Springing to our feet, we found to -oar dismay that oar tent pegs bed given way, the wet canvas enveloping aod leaving as ia total darkness smidat a down poor of rata.

We sees extricated ourselves, hew-ever, from the collapsed tent, but could do nothing bat held it dowa by stand' ng on li. The sterns sooo pased, snd striking a light was accomplished after much difficulty. We deeided to let things go until morning aad msde the best of aa uncomfortable situation. Oar spirits not dampened, by the events of the preeediac night, we agala enrbarked. nothing of any consequence occurring to mar, ear trip for the next few daya.

On the fifth night we camped at "Panther cave." a large overhanging rock, much frequented by campers. Here he dispensed with our tent, as the bluff waa sufficient to shelter a large party. I had slung a canvas hammock between two saplings out ia front. On getting into it I slipped off my belt containing my holster and revolver, and placed -it above my bead, I been doxlag probably for only a few mlnltes when I was awakened by falling gravel from the top of the bluff some five eer distant. Glancing up I looked Into two glowing eyes that semed not more than yard or so away.

I could see the outlines of the body of some animal In a crouching position which I took to bo a Cautiously reaching for my revolver and taking a. quick aim I fired. Almost simultaneously with, the report came a scream that fairly turned my blood to Ice. At the same time the animal sprang toward but fell short of the mark, only brushing tbe underside of my hammock. Striking the ground beyond me and rebounding U' fell among tbe rocks next to the creek.

The boys thus suddenly aroused rushed to me, thinking I bed aecidentslly shot myself. I was too badly.frlghtened to give a coherent answer, further thsa to say, "I shot It! I shot ft! The boys by this time saw whst proved to be a bobcat writhing and Spitting ta it death threes a few yards away. i Had it landed on me, mortally wounded as It was. I would not probably bave lived to write. tula story.

Old hunters tell mo my escape waa little short of a miracle. I bare aince teen treed by a wounded grixzly while bunting la- the Rockies, but never felt the terror that overwhelmed me the night I escaped the bobcat's murderous claws. Needless to say sleep was a stranger to our eyes that night, but la the language of the "red mil." much heap talk with startled glances now snd then Into tbe darkness. We welcomed! tbe dawn of tbe new day which ended our trip with an exciting fifteen minutes la "shooting' the rapids of the "mussel shoals." F. G.

LAMBETH. JR. Florence. Ala. LOST A TOOTH; CAUGHT HIS FISH.

Along the banks of a small town called Peterborough, situated in Ontario, Canada, flows' the Otonabee river. Nature has ap-. pares tly seen fit to beautify this river by painting scenery along its shores which cenv not be excelled by any band wrought work of maa. But, like life, it must eacouater ob stacles to Impede its smooth TIsny are the times that I have seen buxe Iocs floating along, some rafted, others scauered here and there. thers.

also, having become water soaked, sink to the bottom, making it difficult and dangerous for a fisherman drag ging a trawl line, being apt to hook on a log. I remember- well aa incident which I aball never forget. I was 10 years old then and weighed about sixty pounds. Ia those days, thirty-five years sgo, this wild river ass one of the greatest fishing grounds la upper Canada. Now.

trawling in a canoe requires a more. difficult method of holding the line thaa that which Is used by mooera in a csnoe you face the bow, while It is-vice versa In tbeordlaary rowboat. It was-on a bright. 'sunshiny esy that I started out with the intention of making a good haul. The board around which my line was wound lay in the bottom of tbe canoe, while I had some encircling my leg a few -times snd psssed through my mouth, thereby enabling me to detect sny thing which might cause to stop the twirling of tbe spoon dragging behind me.

I wa gliding smoothly along, when I felt ao awful Jerk, and before 1 could realise it I was in the water gasping (or breath. I thought at first I had hooked a log, but oa looking down stresm I noticed thst I had something "reel live, st the end of my line. Being a good swimmer, I struck out for the shore, which wss sbout 40 feet from where I i wss. On resching dry land I commenced pulling out my prise, which proved to be a musks-longe weighing fourteen and a half pounds. In the mean time I found I was minus one tooth snd plus a bruised The proofs are still evident.

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