LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 0DDD4DSS4flE ,^o\.-^..r^ ''J-^ ^ ^°-n».. t* ^0 rT.-' ,0 .^'\ ^'^^ ^'^^^^: yO^^, • <3Lr vS^-' V ^^<^- L- "^ : "^^^^ .^^^<^ \. ,c°/i^;.'>- /.v:^-''-^^ c°^'i^'.^'l Sheen will tarnish, honey cloy, And merry is only a mask of sad, But, sober on a fund of joy, The ivoods at heart are glad. The black ducks mounting from the lake. The pigeon in the pines, The bittern's boom, a desert make Which no false art refines. Emersox: Waldeinsamkeit. s o UJ ^ < a, -J >> -^ I o The Camper's Own Book A Handy Volume for Devotees of Tent and Trail With Contributions by Stewart Edward White F. C. Selous Tarleton Bean J. Horace McFarland Edward Breck A. K. P. Harvey George Gladden Henry Oldvs Charles Bradford J. W. Elwood Ernest Ingersoll Frank A. Bates and Other Authorities Compiled and Edited by :}E0RGE sf' BRYAN Canadian Camp Club New York THE LOG CABIN PRESS 1912 0^ %^V' Copyright, 1912, by THE LOG CABIN PRESS C1.A314G84 J ri Table of Contents PAGE REFACE 5 [^Peoeogue : The Benefits of Recreation .... 7 By L. E. Eubanks I The Camp-Fire 9 By William C. Gray "Horse Sense" in the Woods. 13 By Stewart Edward White Comfort in Camp 20 By Frank A. Bates Outfits 26 Suggestions for the Sportsman's Outfit. 31 By A. K. P. Harvey Suggestions for Hunting Outfits 35 By Townsend Whelen Grub Lists 43 Canoes and Canoeing 48 By Edward Breck Animal Packing 52 By Charles H. Stoddard What To Do If Lost 59 By Frank A. Bates The Black Bass and His Ways 62 By Tarleton Bean About Fly-Fishing for Brook-Trout 69 By Charles Bradford Pointers for Anglers 76 By Charles Bradford The Rifle in the Woods 81 By George Gladden PAGE Hunting Caribou in Newfoundland 96 By F. C. Selous Field Taxidermy 102 By J. W. Elwood The Game Market of To-day 112 By Henry Oldys Practical Photographic Hints for the Camper 128 By J. Horace McFarland The Destruction of Our Forests 141 By Rudolf Cronau A' Modern Deerslay^er 147 By George Gladden A Foot and Saddle Campaign 157 By Ernest Ingersoll Odds and Ends of Camp Wisdom 183 The Camper's Home Library 188 Trade Notes 191 ; Preface This handbook makes no pretense of exhaustive- ness. It seeks only to present in an authoritative way some of the more important phases of camping and camp hfe. The articles are by our standard writers on such subjects. To them the editor gives all credit for whatsoever success the book may achieve; and to them he returns his best thanks for their courtesy and help. On many of the topics treated there are bound to be differences of opinion for these things are sources of debate around summer camp-fires and winter hearths. Knowing, however, that the book will come into the hands of not a few beginners, the editor has sought to eliminate any- thing that might mislead or misinform. Special thanks must be returned to the following for their interest and good-fellowship in placing at our disposal their contributions: Mr. Stewart Ed- ward White, Mr. Edward Breck, Mr. Ernest Ingersoll, Mr. C. B. Bradford, Mr. F. A. Bates, Mr. A.'K. P. Harvey, Mr. J. Horace McFarland, Mr. J. W. Elwood, and Mr. Rudolf Cronau. All material by them that appears in this volume is cov- [5] ered bj special copyright and cannot be used with- out express permission of the author. Mr. J. A. McGuire, of "Outdoor Life," also kindly consented to the use of portions of articles that had previously appeared in that publication. We desire also to acknowledge the courtesy of Mr. H. W. Henshaw, Chief of the Bureau of Biological Survey, for permission to republish the article by Mr. Oldys on "The Game Market of To-day." Particular grati- tude is due Mr. George Gladden, who has not only contributed two excellent articles —one of them on a hitherto neglected subject—but has given an expert reading to all the proofs and made numerous helpful suggestions. By his permission, we are enabled to reproduce for the first time a recent painting by Mr. Philip R. Goodwin, one of the leading American artists in this field. Several other attractive and apposite illustra- tions (from photographs) are scattered through the volume. Prologue The Benefits of Recreation THE custom of taking outing and pleasure- excursions is becoming more general each year. As the summer approaches we long to desert the dusty pavements and the confines of store or office, and wander, in delightful abandon, through the shady woods, to escape for a fortnight from the worry and care of exacting routine and be a child again—a child of Nature. I have said that the vacation custom is spreading, but I must qualify this statement; there yet remain many who plead lack of time, and continue the monotonous grind despite all remonstrance of body and brain. There are men so constituted that they seem to endure any amount of indoor work and retain health; but, in time, this too strenuous application THE CAMPER'S OWN BOOK tells on all according to the strength of their respec- tive constitutions. It is difficult to understand how some men of ex- cellent business abihty and good judgment generally, can hold such erroneous views on economy of time. The grand old statesman, Gladstone, was never known it who said, "All time and to waste time ; yet was he money spent in training the body pays a larger in- terest than any other investment." Variety has been called the spice of life, but it is more; it is so essential that happiness cannot long exist without it ; and since happiness and a lively in- terest in our work are parts of the equipment for success, it behooves us to avoid monotony. A well- regulated life must include some provisions for whole- some diversion. Artificiality is all too apparent in present modes of life; we have strayed a long way from Nature in habits, dress, and food, and have suffered in conse- quence ; but when we refuse to heed her last warning, given through our instinct to relax occasionally, then, indeed, are we on the danger-line. Hardly less indiscreet is the man who begrudges every hour spent in recuperation, than he who neglects it altogether. You cannot expect to derive much benefit from your trip if you constantly worry about home affairs and allow yourself to think that you will never catch up with your work. Determine to forget everything but health and pleasure, and enjoy the trip to the fullest extent. L. E. EUBANKS. [8] ;; The Camp-Fire BY William C. Gray Late Editor of ''The Interior'' softly-step- THERE is an impalpable, invisible, ping delight in the camp-fire which escapes still analysis. Enumerate all its charms, and There are there is something not in your catalogue. darkness paths of light which it cuts through the their faces there are elfish forms winking and twisting are black in the glowing, ash-veiled embers; there to dragons' heads with red eyes, and jaws grinning the si- show their fiery teeth; the pines whisper to trees seem to advance and retire lence ; the sentinel you may hear the distant scream of the wolf, or the night trumpet of the moose, or the note of a solitary loon. All these bird, or the more familiar note of the *From "Camp-Fire Musings," by W. C. Gray. Copyright, 1912, by F. H. Revell Co. [9] THE CAMPEIVS OWN BOOK surround and conceal some other delight, as the body veils while it reveals the soul. Our birth is a sleep and a forgetting, and yet a remembering. It is the memory of the wide, wide world that has come down to us in our blood, and of the camp-fire of our tribal ancestors, and of their and our original ancestor who built his camp-fire under the trees of the garden, eastward in Eden. Sit- ting in its glow we are home again, though w^e know it not, nor can tell whence cometh the delight. It is rest and freedom from care. The sheltering trees look down upon us with calm pleasure, and soothe us to sleep with their whispered lullaby—a song which the mother yet sings to the baby cradled upon her breast, without knowing who composed it or whence it came. There was a rush for home, a tumbling together, and away we flew, two hundred and fifty miles due north, the last dozen of it in a caboose of an iron- ore train, which slacked up for us far out in the trackless forest. The tumbling Brule in front, the charming Chicagoan Lake back of us in the woods, a spring of the sweetest, coldest water at the root of an old hemlock ; pines, birches, cedars, maples, all around. The first question that is asked me at home is, "How about the mosquitoes.?"—a question which displays ignorance of this high-spirited siren. She is a stickler for etiquette. She demands precedence in the procession and attention to her music. She bites you because you invade her urban temples before she has finished her oratorios. You must wait till she has concluded her outing, sung her last madrigal, [10] THE CAMPER'S OWN BOOK and gone over to bite the angels. There is nothing mean about her. She does not, hke her human coun- terpart at Newport or Saratoga, seek to monopolize everything. She leaves all her possessions to you for the most delightful months of the year, August, Sep- tember, and October.