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American Museum of Natural History, New York.
Adirondack Camp and Trail Club, Lake Placid Club, N. Y.
Appalachian Mountain Club, Boston and New York.
British Columbia Mountaineering Club, Vancouver.
Colorado Mountain Club, Denver.
Field and Forest Club, Boston.
Fresh Air Club, New York.
Geographic Society of Chicago.
Geographical Society of Philadelphia,
Green Mountain Club, Rutland, Vermont.
Hawaiian Trail and Mountain Club, Honolulu.
Klahhane Club, Port Angeles, Wash.
Mazamas, Portland, Oregon.
Mountaineers, Seattle and Tacoma.
National Association of Audubon Societies, New York.
National Park Service, Washington.
New York Zoological Society.
Prairie Club, Chicago.
Rocky Mountain Climbers' Club, Boulder, Colorado.
Sagebrush and Pine Club, Yakima, Wash.

Sierra Club, San Francisco and Los Angeles. The annual Bulletin of the Association was published in May. As very few books on mountaineering were published during the year, many books of travel and outdoor life were sent free of charge for the library of each club or society. Many individual members from all parts of the country have called to inspect the large collection of mountaineering books and photographs in the New York Public Library.

An important feature of the work of the Bureau is co-operation with the National Park Service. First in the hearts of all true mountaineers is the preservation of our finest mountain regions from commercial ruination. In many ways the future welfare of the nation depends on the protection of our forested watersheds, and on the permanent retention of our rich heritage of tree and flower, of bird and animal life. Several of our most wonderful regions have not yet been made national parks; many of our parks should at once be increased in size; others should have sufficient appropriation to insure their proper patrol and development. Mountaineers are often the first to visit new regions of wonder and beauty. Is it not their highest privilege to be foremost in their protection?

Librarian American Alpine Club, 476 Fifth Ave., New York

INCREASED SHEEPING ENDANGERS WILD LIFE Great pressure is being brought to bear to so change the regulations regarding grazing in the national forests as to allow sheeping in national parks and increased sheeping in national forests. This may sound favorable so far as increased meat supply is concerned, but any one who has seen the deep traces left in sections where sheep have grazed will shudder to think what results are to be expected. Many are the wornout meadows, deeply gullied, which now testify to the past inroads of herds of sheep, and many the depleted game-covers where the trampling of nests and the destruction of food has reduced upland game birds to the minimum. These are dangerous times, and every conservationist must help form the army of defense needed to save wild life in this emergency when special opportunity to devastate wild-life resources is given the enemy.—California Fish and Game, April, 1918.

The great public service of John Muir was leading the nation, through his writings, to appreciate the grandeur of our mountains and the beauty and variety of their plant and animal life, and the consequent necessity for holding forever as a heritage for all the people the most precious of these great scenic areas. Probably to his leadership more than to that of any other man is due the adoption of the policy of national parks.President Van Hise.

Dear Mr. Colby:

Yosemite, Cal., October 23, 1918 The mountain lions are growing very fine—and I am very proud of them. They are as tame as kittens, and I rather flatter myself that they always will be. All my little children handle them like kittens, and Gabrielle, my youngest daughter, helps mother and myself to take care of them and takes them out for exercise one by one.

They are about six months old now, and I believe they must weigh over 30 pounds apiece. I am enclosing some postals that were made when they were about twelve days old and some that Mr. Boysen took a few days ago. I will try to have some taken in the group, but do not know whether we will succeed or not, as they are very restless beasts and full of play.

I will send specimens from time to time to the club as they grow. They eat everything that is given to them in the line of cereals, with an exception of cornmeal; but I think it is due to their ignorance that we are at war with Germany and it is necessary to use substitutes. We will break them in to it, as I believe it will be good for them. We do not feed them raw meat at all-just scraps of meat from the table. I wonder if Mr. Enos A. Mills would not give us some suggestions in regard to bringing them up.

With kindest regards to Mrs. Colby, Professor and Mrs. Le Conte and yourself, from Mrs. Sovulewski, kiddies and myself, I remain

Yours very truly,


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MOUNTAIN LION CUB TEN DAYS OLD) One of three captured in Yosemite National Park in May, 1918

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78th Battery C. W. A.,

Petawawa, Ont., June 9, 1918 Dear Mrs. Parsons:

I have been a long while answering your letter of March 26th, but the last few months have been the most eventful of a varied life of adventure.

We were a month late in getting away on our trip to the north and so were delayed the whole trip. Had we left Grand Prairie up in Peace River country early in January, as formerly planned, we would have had good ice-traveling after the New Year's thaw. But when we got there a lot of new snow had fallen and was so dry and soft that dogs could do nothing in it; so instead of going up the Wapite, as we intended, on the ice, we had to follow the trail via Beaverlodge and Redwillow settlements, and had to get a team to haul our outfits to the end of civilization, and then we followed a pack trail via Callahoo Lake and struck the Wapite at the junction of Sheep River with the Wapite. We had good going up Sheep River for four days to the cabin built in November; but it was very cold and our grub ran out, and we were pretty tired and worn out from lack of food and exposure when we landed at camp. We found the snow very deep up there and all the game had migrated to a lower altitude, and we had passed many moose on the way up, but now could not get any feed for our dogs. So after a week of fruitless hunting we had to go back down the river for meat for our starving dogs, and hauled it back to base camp up the river. Later we got good going and worked northward along the outer ranges, exploring for sheep and elk, neither of which we found any farther north than we had previously found them. We got into a great caribou country, and for a while never saw less than fifty in a day. These were days of plenty and our dogs got fat. About the middle of March it commenced to thaw and the ice got bad in the rivers inside the mountains, and by the first of April we could only travel at night and early in the morning, and we started back to base camp. On April 14th we left base camp to return to civilization, expecting to make it in about six or seven days, as it was all down hill and ice to go on. But there came a sudden thaw that raised the water and broke up the ice, and at the end of the third day we had only covered twenty-five miles of the 160 and the ice was no longer to be traveled upon, so we built a raft and put our stuff on it; but the river was small and shallow and in many places still bridged over with ice, and we would have to take the raft apart and haul the logs over the ice to open water again. We had two days of that and then a larger food, and we had to lay up two days while the ice ran past us. The third day we started again and only went a mile or so when we were swept under a log jam and the raft turned completely over, but we rescued everything except our dog harness. For the next few days we never made more than two miles any one day, as we caught up to the ice and the water fell, and it would not run out, just melting slowly from the rear. We were completely out

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