Well-considered laws have been passed by the Legislature for the protection and preservation of the useful, and for the destruction of the non-useful and dangerous animals.
Orange Jacobs
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Orange Jacobs was an American lawyer, newspaper publisher, and politician. His career in government centered on the Territory of Washington, for which he served as a delegate to the U.S. Congress, chief justice of the territory's supreme court, mayor of Seattle, and other roles.
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He is so called for two reasons: first, many males have dark stripes across their shoulders and the same kind of stripes across the loin; the mule-deer has the same; secondly, the mule-deer has enormous ears, equalling, if not exceeding…
In Southern Oregon I have killed what was called bench-bucks, as fat as any mutton I ever saw; but the ridges and foothills where they roam were covered with oak timber, which produced an abundant supply of acorns, of which they are very…
The cougar, the wolf and the lynx, the natural enemies and destroyers of the deer for food, do not exist on the islands; hence their large and, if left to natural causes, their constantly increasing numbers.
I can say, without a breach of modesty, that I have been a great deer-hunter.
Large packs of these wolves often follow the deer, their usual prey, to the foothills and outlying settlements.
His dismal howl may nearly always be heard amid the solemn stillness of these places.
He is the concentrated embodiment of spite and viciousness.
His ferocity is never softened under the influence of kindly treatment.
Either of them located in a dense copse near the ranch or farm, with a forest-reach beyond, is a pestiferous nuisance which must be abated with a gun, dog, or trap, before either lamb, pig, or chicken is safe.
I muffled the cock of my rifle, and soon sent a bullet through the cougar's head.
But let me be understood that when he is pressed by hunger and famished for want of food, I do consider the cougar a dangerous animal.
With gun in hand, with hunter's blood in your veins, and noble game within easy range, it requires a high degree of moral courage to refuse to manipulate the trigger of your trusty rifle.
I never had, or experienced any joy arising from the mere love of slaughter.
If this kingly game-animal is to be saved from utter annihilation, stringent laws must not only be enacted for his protection and preservation, but must also be vigorously enforced.
The hunter who does not improve his chance effectively when the game is started from its couch has lost his opportunity, perhaps forever.
If suddenly, within short range you startle from their secluded sylvan couch a band of forty, fifty or more of these antlered monarchs, with horns erect and every eye turned upon you as an enemy, you are deeply impressed with the majesty…
They have been styled the antlered monarchs of the forests, and this description is not inapt.
This excellent game-bird, though decreasing in number from the general causes already stated, will, on account of its mode of existence, long escape the doom of annihilation.
The lonely cry of the loon, presaging storm or tempest, is heard from the forest-environed lakes and waters of the Sound.
This bird, in its quick and upward bound and its swift zigzag flights, is a recognized test of the sportsman's skill.
The repeating shotgun is also helping to reduce their number; and unless the game-laws are rigorously enforced, these causes will soon sound their doom.
The game laws may arrest their slaughter and prevent their complete annihilation; but I doubt it.
It had passed through an ordeal of fire and was found to be not wanting in true metal.
The people of Tacoma promptly and nobly rushed to the assistance of Seattle, with provisions and personal services.
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