Old Ephraim Part 2 of 2

Old Ephraim Part 2 of 2

Click Here to Read Part 1 Early next morning we were over at the elk carcass, and as we expected, found that the bear had eaten his fill during the night. His tracks showed him to be an immense fellow and were so fresh that we doubted if he had left long before we...
A Christmas in Moose Land

A Christmas in Moose Land

This article originally appeared in the January 1899 issue of Outing.  The world was white. Day after day the cold had held, the only changes being from fair to snow and from snow to fair. Such days as the fair ones had been! The sun blazing from flawless blue, the...
Old Ephraim Part 1 of 2

Old Ephraim Part 1 of 2

Wounded or cornered, the grizzly will attack with a headlong, reckless fury that renders him one of the most dangerous of wild beasts. As the restless frontiersmen pressed out over the Western plains, they encountered in the grizzly a beast of far greater bulk and...
A Week Before Christmas

A Week Before Christmas

One morning, a December long-ago, a week before Christmas, Bob walked into a local store in Millerton, New York. The owner, Phil, a friend, was behind the counter taking care of a customer as Bob came in from the cold. “Late night, Bob,” he said. That wasn’t a...
The Price of a Dog: Part 2 of 3

The Price of a Dog: Part 2 of 3

Part Two: The Wager Click Here to Read Part One Mike did his part. I turned him out of the box, which was sitting at the rear of the wagon and facing the rear. He set out headed straight away behind us, which is what Mr. Reed wanted. He liked to show that his dogs...
Stalked by the Predator

Stalked by the Predator

It was November in rural Virginia, solidly into whitetail season. Well south of Richmond, with a respectful nod to musician Oliver Anthony. I was on a huge farm, owned by a retired Army Lieutenant Colonel who had become a key mentor to me. I had no idea going in that...
Don’t Sell Pronghorns Short!

Don’t Sell Pronghorns Short!

Pronghorns offer one of North America’s finest sporting opportunities. Spotting and stalking these high-plains drifters is just plain fun! Confession, at least in open form, is said to be good for the soul. With my particular soul being in dire need of the slightest...
The Hard Life of an  Elephant Hunter

The Hard Life of an Elephant Hunter

From: African Hunting and Adventure Ramshua—29th. I found five bull elephants, gave chase, and singled and drove out the largest, and gave him a couple of pills to make him quiet; he shortly turned and stood at bay, about forty yards off, and then came on with a...