Black-Horn Buck 

Black-Horn Buck 

Toward the close of a glorious day in late September, I had gone down to the river from home to roam the wilderness of a neighboring plantation. The noble house that once stood on the bluff overlooking the lower reaches of the Santee was burned more than a century...

Tiger, Tiger, in the Night

Tiger, Tiger, in the Night

Elsewhere, man-eaters were quickly shot. In Corbett’s India, they kept killing. Deeply rutted pads and a cleft across the right forefoot distinguished the prints of the eldest cat. The toes were also exceptionally long. By February 1929, the tigers -— by their sign an...

The Tracks

The Tracks

As long as live, I’ll never forget two simple numbers and one letter, 26-B. That was the federal housing number of the home my mom, dad and I lived in during the tumultuous, worldwide war years of the 1940s. The small, country town we and several thousand other...

Roosevelt’s Last Hunt

Roosevelt’s Last Hunt

"The man should have youth and strength who seeks adventure in the wide, waste spaces of the earth, in the marshes, and among the vast mountain masses, in the northern forests, amid the streaming jungles of the tropics, or on the deserts of sand or of snow. He must...

Bear Hunting In Japan

Bear Hunting In Japan

This story originally appeared in the June, 1895 issue of Outing magazine.  As we left the port of Yokohama for bear hunting in Japan, dropped slowly down the bay of Yedo, passed through the Uraga channel and crawled lazily southward on our way to Hiogo, no more...

A Day With the Cottontails

A Day With the Cottontails

This article originally appeared in the October 1897 issue of Outing. “There’s old Don,” said Jake. “Jest you stand here—he’ll fetch ’im ’round all right enough.”  From over across the hollow came the deep-toned baying of the hound, rising and falling as the trail led...