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THE COQUILLE TALLET SENTINEL. COQUILLE. OREGON. FRTOAT. AUGUST A IÌM. PAGE SIX OUT-OF-DOORS By tans Leneve In the July 18th issue of tinel appeared a news item taken from The Ferndale Enterprise, California, regarding a male quail setting upon a batch of eggs and hatching out a brood of quail, after the mother quail had apparently lost interest in the hatching of her eggs. The Sentinel editor asked for ment on the story from me « am glad to furnish the following en lightenment on the subject: it to the habit of the mountain-plumed quail te hatch two broods each season, iii the following manner—first the mother quail lays a batch of eggs, sets upon them, hatches them. The male quail —her mate—takes pose p ee ion of the little fellows, while the mother again lays a batch of eggs, sets upon them and hatches them out and then joins her old man, thus uniting the two coveys into one large covey, with the two old birds acting as guardians to them. The item from California stated that Mr. and Mis. Lytel, of Petrolia, who have raised quail for several years,, were surprised to And that the male quail had taken over a nest and hatched out a brood of quail. It to the habit of the male quail to set upon the eggs of his mate during the first hatching when the mother bird is absent feeding. In fact the male bird appears to possess as great a mothering instinct as his mate, ao it reaHy to not so strange to have the male bird art upon and hatch a batch of eggs that his mistress deserted. The ways of the wilds are strange indeed and the bird« and animals of the jungles and fields are a lot like us humans, oft time« deserting age-old traditions and babita and trying something new. That’s one reason that the Study of wild-Mfe to so intriguing. There is always something new bobbing up and ft makes no difference how long a study teay be devoted to the habits of our wild creatures there is some mystery forever bobbing up to claim our interest and there are few amongst us who really in a whole life time study fathom all the mysteries of Nature. There ia one thing that I have al ways been curiot> concerning and that to, why does a buck’s tongue al ways hang out the left side of ita mouth when the deer has been killed ? Some one try and find an answer to _____ __________ ,______ that one , please. To you who have __ not \hls fact, watch your doer in th« future and you will note that the tongrue always protrudes from the left aide of the mouth of a dead deer. A Reedsport man telle the follow ing fisrh stories: While Ashing in Smith river this season, an angler caught two large trout upon the same hook. One of the fish took the bait and V'iS h^keJ sscuiely, the hook protruding clear through his jaw. Anoth r fish made a grab for the bait 'and *.is caught upon Uie same hook. The *t»;e man vouchee for this one, toe: / man caught a trout on Smith river sn<i up< n cleaning the fish dis- coverr.l in its .-.tomaeh a fresh river mussel and held tightly by the mussel was a small mouse. The »apposition to that the mouse fell into the river and drowned. It was seized by the musse. and the mussel in turn was pounced upon by the trout, who in seeking to secure the mouse for a re past, - wallowed both the mussel and the m >une. - - - 1 do not doubt these stories in the least, for nothing surprises me re garding the fishing or hunting of game and I am mighty grateful to the Reedsport sportsman for them. Not long ago I caught a big sucker upon a spinner—a stunt that ia not suppct.ed to be in the books, but nev ertheless happened. v And speaking of spinnere, it is strange how a fellow will become at tached to some old fishing lure that he I ms carried about' with him and fished with for many seasons. It may be an old moth-eaten fly that has seen its best de ya and yet one is re luctant io part with it and It is car ried season after deason and firtally some of us, who no doubt possess a bit more sentiment than others, slyly sneak the moth-eaten relic from the pages of our fly book and store it away in a corner of the old tackle box, loathe to part with it, although Its usefulness to at an end. But there are many cherished memories that hover about such a thing as a moth- eaten fly, or a bent spinner—things that only men who hearken to the call of the trout streams can under stand, or attach any significance to in the least. While fishing not long ago, I lost my favorite spinner. ft was really a disreputable-appearing thing to say the least and yet I had possess ed it so long that there was a feeling somewhat akin to love attached to that lowly bit. of fishing gear. ft was a spinner that I made myself. I shall nevqr forget the thrill of the first big trout that I hooked upon IL Many, many trout followed and final ly a 36 pound Chinook fell a victim to it. 1 wau wont to consider it lucky and on days when the luck was poor, always before quitting a stream I made several casts with thb old reli able, aa a last resort and many time« have I been rewarded by taking an eleventh hour catch. Down through the seasons went the old spinner with me, performing faithfully. Seldom would I 'risk it upon anything but a high test leader, fearing the loss of it It was but natural that it was placed in my fly book when I journey ed to far distant Smith river recently. And never shall I forget the first time that I hurled it far into the depths of COOL Catuünq BETTER RESULTS AT LOW COST WITH THIS MODERN, BEAUTIFUL ELECTRIC RANGE * I y*« tw •f iwa 1 I’ fiq clmt Ilei WulcT weu. as WTiurr. runssu m Ml — NO MATTER WHERE LOCATED, THE FARM WITH A TELEPHONE HAS NEIGHBORS AND neighbor*. to lb« iso lated farm or ranch, can mean a tot. Sometime« their quick aid means saving • crop from disaster, or the entire farm, or a human life. Nothing does so much for so little as the farmer’s telephone. West Coast Telephone Company a dark pool on that river. A home steader was seated upon the bank -Nigger-fishin’ ” by a deep pool. I approached him with the usual fisher man’s «alutetion of, ’howto the tack?” His answer was to “yard in” a ten- inch trout. “They’re biting all right,” he grinned in friendly fashion. “Put on a number four hook and a craw fish tail—that’s what I’m usin’.** “How about a spinner?** I inquired, preparing to cast. “They won’t take ft when it’s mov in’,** he informed mo. I couldn’t figure just why they wouldn’t take it in that river on the move just the same as any other riv er in the state, so in a more or leas doubtful mood 1 east far out into the pool. I begun reeling in. Bang! Within a few moments I had beached a 22-inch cut-throat, much to the homesteader's astonishment. The old spinner was holding true to form. The morning we left for home we took a short trip up the river to catch a basket of fish to bring back with us. On the end of my leader the old re liable spinner glistened in the sun. It was still early morning. Three casta netted three beauties and on the fourth cast, far out in tha middle of a deep hole, my prised -pinner snag ged fast! I tried every trick I knew to loosen it, with my fishing compan ion advising me to break the leader aa we had lota of spinners along. It was true we bad other spinners, but none that could replace that cherished one. Finally I waded'ashore, divested my self of all my clothes end with goose bumps popping out on me by the mil lions, H started for the submerged log in the middle of that hole. Ye gods! Talk about cold! Finally I msde the log and released the spin ner, but Rte patent fastener gave way at the end of the leader and out of sight beneath a rocky ledge of swift moving water the spinner disap peared! My teeth were chattering, I was blue with cold, but those facta were very minor details when compared to the loss of that old piece of battered copper that had been a companion down through the seasons of many years. UNDER THE BLEACHERS (By Mark Seeley) oi/rif blMCiKlI ! MAU/ EVERY HOME 11 VW CAN AFFORD IT Sole aetd CrmctMuW liaht A lways R eaoy A t T he T u » n O f T he T ap clubs, the Ewauna Red Sox and the Shaw-Bertram team. Another ia the Oregon State League of which the Bend Elks in central Oregon, the To ledo Mudhens on the coast, Eugene Townies, Salem’s Senators, Albany's. Alcoa, and the Portland Eagles are membere. Perhaps the strongest cir cuit has Blitz-iWeinhard, Alt Heidel berg, Wolfer’s Federal«, Ballin Fi nance, Kelso, and Longview aa its team—the Portland City League. The fourth section is Southwestern Ore gon, or better to say Coquille, where the Loggers hold forth. Eastern Oregon, once high in the rank and file when the Blue Mountain League wae strong, has gone down the ladder. Other circuits are fast in comparison, but they do not measure evenly with the four we vote for. Duke Marlow, 1929 Coquille Log gers, gained fame when he lead the Portland City League in hitting. The Duke came from behind with a final spurt which gave him the batting championship with a mark of .468. Duke did not hit viciously as far as extra bases are concerned, his twenty- five blows including only three doubles, one triple, and one homer. He participated in 12 games and was at bat 64 times. We would like to see Duke in action again. Jack Andrew, left handed hurler who won three games and lost one while pitching for the Logger«, is one bf the many throwers on the Ewauna Red Sox of the Southern Oregon League. Jack has won a game by a 8 to 1 count, allowing the opposition, the Shaw-Bertram club, two hits. In his first start Andrew was relieved, but his team won 9 to 4, and it is not known which hurler received credit for the victory. The big date« already set are on August 2« and 27, when the Colored House of David team stops here. Manager Fortier went to Portland the first part of the week but at thia writ ing this column does not know the arrangement he has msde with Blitz- Weinhard, if any. The news may be carried in another portion of the Sen tinel. Loggers Lose at Cottage Grove Unfortunately, the Coquille Log gers are a superstitious lot and one that is subject to the jinx bugaboo. Thie to the one and only reason why they went down to a disgraceful 7 to 8 defeat, st Cottage Grove tost Sun day, ft being the thirteenth game played by Coquille this season. Cottage Grove got the jump and maintained her lead till the end, the airtight pitching of Rsgty-dotnf* the-- duty which held the Logger aluggem in check. At the same time timely hitting by the Grovians produced runs when men were on the bases, a thing which Coquille was unable to do. L Many local runners were toft brand ed on the sacks. The Loggers were unable to score until the latter half of the fray when one score crossed in the sixth, another In the seventh, and a third in the eighth. Even the mighty Bill For tier, pinch hitting in the ninth, could n’t etart a rally. The Lane county club opened the first frame with two runs. Three X*c,me in the third’ fourth- «"d fifth inning., on. in the each frame, »d the final brace creased the plate in the seventh. It was effective hit- t,n» that produced the Cottage Grove counters. Score: Glendale’s team will be a tough nut to crack on Sunday. harder to crush first two games ft durability eah be well of a hazel nut or a Loggers barely frays played earjfep aa such Bill and his boys want, two additional contests were desired with the mill- hands. This will be the fourteenth fray for the Loggers this cummer, ten of the thirteen already played being wins. Every opponent has been beat en once or twice, even breaks coming in the Toledo, House of David and Cottage Grove contests. We expected Cottage Grove to take our lumber jacks last Sunday, it being the Log gers’ thirteenth game—a nice, lucky number. Jack Andrew quelled Glendale be fore and now Wt up to Glenn Murray. Whether young Mr. Murray can beat hta mound opponent, Mr. Thompson, the old looking boy who occupies the mound for Glendale, to to be seen. Thompson, a splatter arm righthand er, to a hard one to down when he to R on, and chances are more than ex _ Coquille . s cellent that he will be on. Cottage Grove - 7 B-tteries - Murray i y B«rl«y and Ready. H E 4 S 8 I and Moran; WARRANTS TAKEN MOUNTAIN STATES POWER COMPANY
