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TABLE OF CONTENTS
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THE ADVENTURES OF ROBIN HOOD By Bob Burkhardt
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AN OLD INDIAN BOW By Forrest Nagler FIFTY-THIRTY NORTH WITH THE BOW By Dr. Paul E. Klopsteg
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EDITORIAL
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TAKE NOTICE, YE ARCHERS!
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ON FIELD ARCHERY By John L. Yount
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TWO ARCHERS AFLOAT By C. B. Hutchison .....................
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SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA FIELD ARCHERS By John L. Yount
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THE BOYS IN THE LOWER BRACKETS By the Retired Basement Champion THE LIGHTER SIDE OF ARCHERY Edited by George Brommers
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“The Adventures of Robin Hood” By Bob Burkhardt, Warner Bros. Studios ing Errol Flynn in the title role and Howard Hill, field archer de luxe, Olivia De Havilland as Maid Marian, who passes up most tournaments be will advance the cause of archery cause of his fondness for living tar tremendously because of the em gets, has added fifteen men to his list phasis on the sport in this picture. of “big game” trophies. “I’d almost be willing to bet,” he Needless to say he “got his men” says, “that before the end of the year and they were satisfactorily “dead” the ranks of archers in the United so far as motion picture purposes States Will be swelled to 5,000,000 or were concerned. more. It will advertise the sport to Hill did his plain and fancy shoot millions who know little or nothing ing at human targets for “The Ad about it now, and many will take it ventures of Robin Hood,” great up as a healthful form of outdoor Warner Bros. Technicolor feature recreation.” for which he served as technical ad viser and archery instructor. He also “doubled” for such stars as Er Robin Hood, the famous character rol Flynn, Alan Hale, Eugene Palof thirteenth century England, was lette, Patrie Knowles and Herbert both picturesque and romantic. He Mundin who play the principal roles, was the idol of the common people in shots where a fine degree of ac who suffered none and profited much curacy was necessary. from his deeds or supposed deeds of In addition to all these off the lawlessness. Legendary or real, Rob in Hood was closer to the hearts of screen activities which also included more English people than any other instructing stars and fifty others in character in English history. Wil the use of bow and arrows, Hill liam Langland, the poet of the com played a role in the picture, that of mon people, gave us our first record Captain of the Archers in which he ed mention of Robin Hood when he wears a nice leather suit of blue and had one of his characters say, “I a set of chin whiskers. In shooting at the human targets, the first time it is believed that this has been done in modern days, Hill fired at a specially pre pared steel breast plate covered with several inches of balsa wood so the arrows would stick in his victims’ chests realistically. His most difficult shot was made at a man mounted on a galloping horse and as may be imagined this had to be rehearsed many times to make sure that the horse would not shy nor the man flinch just as the arrow reached the tar get. Hill confidently ex Howard Hill, as Cavtain of the Archers, Instructs Errol Flynn in the Use of the Bow. pects “The Adventures —Photo by Warner Bros. of Robin Hood,” starr-
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cannot perfectly my pater noster as the priest singeth, but I can rhymes of Robin Hood and Randolph, Earl of Chester.” So much easier to learn by heart than the priest’s songs because closer to the heart.
Stories of this sylvan leader of a band of gentle outlaws have held the interest of young and old alike for seven centuries, so what can be more ap propriate as the sub ject of one of movie land’s -most elaborate presentations than “The Adventures of Robin Hood,” the story of one of the most dramatic figures of all time.—Editor.
Little John (Alan Hale) and Friar Tuck (Eugene Pallette) at the Archcry Tournament in “Adventures of Robin Hood’1 —Photo by Warner Bros.
An Old Indian Bow Forrest Nagler says, “'In case some archer, who is keen on detail, should point a derisive finger at the archery equipment in the hands of the Indian shooting the moose as shown in plate 7 of the November issue of the National Geographic Magazine, let me advise that a very similar bow, made by a Canadian Indian tribe, is in existence at the Royal Museum at Ottawa. “This bow measures 52 inches over all when strung, and, incidentally, the string passes directly through holes in the bow 6 inches from each recurved end. The backing up bow is 22 inches long, is quite stiff and connected to the primary bow by heavy flat strips of rawhide. Apparently the geogra phic artist was not stretching his im agination so far. “The Eskimos are surely ingenuous people. The back bends slightly. The rawhide does the work. “Did you know our Iroquois have a snow snake game wherein they throw by hand a modified bow shaped like a javelin which with its slide has reached over 440 yards.” The recent election held by the Art Young Archers of Los Angeles
resulted in the selection of the follow ing officrs for 1938: Bob Faas, pres ident; Emery Watts, 1st vice-presi dent; H. F. Woodley, 2nd vice-presi dent; and A. B. Bcndrickson, secre tary-treasurer. About 40 archers turned out for the meeting and Art Young round shoot.
William VanVorost of Lowell, Mich igan, got his buck with bow and ar row this year. Mr. VanVorost ad opted the plan of crawling on hands and knees toward his prey when he sighted it. He did considerable crawl ing before he saw one coming toward him and waited until it was about fifteen yards from him before shoot ing it.
Bill Sweetland, 11 Glen Alpine Rd., Piedmont, California, is instructing a class in archery for men at the Uni versity of California and would like to correspond with others interested in inter-university competition. Write to Bill if you want to play along with Alabama and take on California. Send us your entry of a name or caption for the cartoon drawn by Kenneth Clayton, Umpqua, Oregon, found on another page of this issue.
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Fifty-thirty North with the Bow By Dr. Paul E. Klopsteg, Chicago, Illinois
(Continued from last month) At Little Canada Charlie Norton presides over the cookhouse where his Cree Squaw very competently does the cooking. After lunch we were met by Alphonse and Alfred, the two guides, with their canoes. These are equipped with outboard motors, nicknamed “kickers”. Enroute Roy used Al’s single barreled shotgun to get us a meal of ducks. These are welcome food, since we went in with out camp meat. Al and Alf have their cabins at the junction of the Chukuni and English rivers, where we unloaded our duffel. We then paddied up the Chukuni, where Forrest got two bow-shots at one deer, and saw another. He did not know whether he had hit, and by this time it was getting too dark for a search in the woods, so we returned to the cabin and spent the night there. Sunday, October 3 1937: The place at which Forrest had shot at the deer was about a mile from the cabins, so we decided to hunt the woods along the river to that point, and then trail the deer. We saw no game. When we arrived at our objective, we found the second of Forrest’s arrows stick ing up to the feathers in the bark of a tree. He knew that he had missed the first shot. We’d have to travel long and far to find a deer that had n’t been hit, so we retrieved the arrow and hunted the woods back to the cabin. Our dinner consisted of Roy’s ducks. In the early afternoon we started down the English River and through Camping Lake to our first camping place. It was an arduous paddle against strong wind and high waves. So far we have seen numerous deer and moose tracks, and there is every indication of plenty of game. We arrived at the Drowning Dam portage and made camp on the lower side. Then we paddled up the Cedar River, which flows into the English River just below Drowning Dam, but saw no game. Forrest and Alf had gone in the opposite direction and had explored the lower end of Camping Lake where they found a big bull in
the water but were unable to get him. In Camping Lake they also found a cow and a forkhorn. Re turning from our trip on the Cedar River I slipped on a slimy rock in getting out of the canoe and slid into the water—perhaps an unplanned but fitting initiation into the “Society of Moose Missers.” Roy and I put our sleeping bags in his “overnight” tent. The two guides and Forrest slept in a tent belonging to one of the guides. Monday, October 4, 1937: We left camp early and paddled to Camping Lake to explore the bay where Forrest and Alf had seen the moose the pre vious afternoon. Moose tracks were as numerous on shore as cattle tracks in a cow pasture. We also found deer tracks, all apparently fresh, and saw an interesting salt lick. We hunted over the territory without seeing game and returned at noon. Our lunch consisted of boiled rice and toast which helped us decide that we should have a supply of camp meat. In the afternoon Roy and I, armed with the rifle, and accompan ied by Alfred, paddled around the south-east bay of Camping Lake but saw no deer. We had decided to use the rifle only to assure our meat supply, and once having obtained meat would confine all of our further hunting to the bow. We paddled back to the bay where Forrest had seen the moose. We saw one doe on shore, then circled the bay along the south shore without seeing game. At the one-mile portage we saw a cow moose and a little farther on saw a big bull lying down, head toward us, about 80 yards away. I was in the bow of the canoe with the rifle. When the moose saw us he got up, turned and started to walk away quite leisurely—perhaps he wasn’t in a hurry because of the presence of the cow. My companions urged me to shoot him, so I took aim and fired. The shot apparently had some effect, because the moose turned and pre sented his right side. Alf was coach ing me to reload, and I think Roy did some kibitzing also, but he re fuses to admit it. I aimed a second
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shot behind the shoulder. The animal continued looking at us, so I aimed a third shot at the same place. The moose fell, and in a few minutes we went ashore and found him dead. Alf did a skillful job of butchering, and we left the carcass to cool until we could take care of the meat. We are now well provided with meat for a long stay. While we were getting the moose,
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in two jumps. He kept “barking” for about 15 minutes, hidden in the brush, perhaps within 100 yards. Forrest draws the moral that it’s a good idea to have an arrow nocked whenever there is the slightest probability of seeing game. Tuesday, October 5 1937: 1937 : It rained during the night. In shifting the I.. J. baggage to keep it dry, my glasses dropped to the ground, a bag was
Roy Caste Adds Duck to the Menu —Cut Courtesy of Hudson’s Bay Co.
Forrest was watching on the point in the Cedar River from 4 to 6 P. M. At about 5:30, getting dark, he heard a crack in the brush and was on the alert watching the game trail, but didn’t nock an arrow. Without further warning, tner warning;, the wie finest u buck with the best spread he has seen in the north woods came in sight about 30 yards away. He says he took about a min ute to nock the arrow and raise the bow, with the deer very suspicious. The white feather on the arrow was the only object which contrasted sharply with the background, and the deer must have seen it; for when he was almost at full draw, the buck “blew,” wheeled, and was out of sight
set on them and both lenses were __________ I- had ___ some broken. Fortunately, Sealstix cement for cementing broad heads on shafts, and with this I was able to make a durable repair. All of us except Roy paddled over to the bay where we photographed and measured the moose before cut ting up the meat. The antlers have a spread of 49 inches. They are beau tifully symmetrical with 24 points. The alms are 9’Xj inches wide and the circumference at the base of the antlers is 7 inches. Alf says that this is the finest moose that he has seen taken in this country, and Al estimates his weight at 1300 pounds. The first shot had broken a bone in
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the right hind leg, which apparently caused him to turn. Both the second and third shots were fatal. We took the antlers and certain portions of the hide, including the “ stockings” from the front legs. We made penetration tests on the carcass, using my 60-pound Turkish bow and Forrest’s yew bow, both with 540-grain arrows fitted with Nagler’s design broadheads. Shots in the side, behind the left shoulder, penetrated until stopped by ribs on the opposite side. One shot, square in the shoul der, was stopped by the shoulder blade, and the blade of the broad head was bent over by the bone. The tests are proof that there is no dif ficulty whatsoever of securing ample penetration to make a fatal wound in the chest or abdominal cavity. Al and Forrest loaded all the meat except one hind quarter into a canoe, and we kept one hind quarter and some other meat for camp use. They took the load to Al’s cabin to take care of the meat and to salt the pieces of hide. Alf and I went back to camp. It had grown quite late and started raining, so we decided to stay another day and move up Cedar River in the morning. Al and Forrest returned at about nine o’clock. Alf baked a pan of bannock in fthe reflector oven. This is the staple bread of the north,. made of flour, baking powder, sugar, salt, water and a little shortening. On the way back from the cabin Forrest and Alphonse paddled through Moose Bay and saw another bull described as “a twin to the one you killed.” They wore unable to get near enough for a shot. When you are thirsty up here you dip up the water wherever you hap pen to be. Only human habitation makes the water supply dangerous. Wednesday, October 6, 1937: It rained all night and started snowing in the morning. Alf, Forrest and Roy went up the Cedar River. The rain and snow required a little extra ef fort to get the fire started when we got up, but we soon had things com fortable and clothes drying by the fire. Roy and Forrest walked back along the north bank of the Cedar River where they saw four deer, a fox, and several partridges. After our dinner of moose tenderloin, Alphonse and Forrest started for Rice Lake to
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get Al’s new log cabin roofed and to report back on game conditions to morrow. Roy and I went up the Cedar River with Alf and hunted for deer but saw none. Our supper con sisted of roundsteak, bread and coffee. Roy and Alf went on an exploring ex pedition to Camping Lake but came back very soon and reported that some duck hunters from Ear Falls were camped at the bay, which makes further hunting for deer and moose useless in that immediate vicinity. We therefore decided to break camp first thing tomorrow morning and to start for Rice Lake without awaiting the return of Forrest. Thursday, October 7, 1937: The ground was covered with snow when we shed our sleeping bags, but it melted rapidly. There was alternate sunshine and snow flurries, and the temperature was near freezing. Pad dling up the Cedar River to the por tage we met Forrest and Al, who re ported seeing a bull on the precedingafternoon as well as a deer, but they had no shots. We portaged a quarter mile around the rapids and made camp on a point of Rice Lake where Alphonse has an unfinished log cabin. I never saw more changeable weather than we had on this trip. Just before coming around the point it snowed so hard that visibility was about 30 yards. A few minutes later the sun was out. We soon had a good fire going and were able to dry our cloth ing. In the afternoon I hunted the woods along the north bank of the Cedar River and saw one partridge but no deer or moose. Roy, Forrest and Al had paddled across Rice Lake and up the river and on their return reported seeing one bull moose and five deer and hearing some moose calls. Roy missed a running shot at a buck at about 45 yards. Late in the afternoon Alf and I started down the river where we saw one cow. In the evening the sky cleared and there was a magnificent display of northern lights. It turned very cold. The benzol which we had taken along for hand warmers was frozen in the can by morning. Friday, October 8, 1937: We arose at 6:15 and glad of it because of difficulty of keeping warm in the sleeping bags even when fully clothed. A half hour later the sun came up in
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a cloudless sky which gave us our first opportunity of sunning and air ing our beds and clothes. We also cut plenty of firewood out of a dead jackpine near the camp. Roy and Forrest took the single-shot 16-gauge gun to get some ducks, and I hunted the woods along the English River portage which is full of fresh tracks. Saw no game. They picked me up at about ten o’clock and we went to the island in Rice Lake on which Indians had camped during the summer. My illusions about the romantic Indian were somewhat shattered when I found an old copy of the Cosmopolitan magazine among the rubbish they had left. After our dinner of moose steak, rice, bannock and tea, Alfred, Roy and I paddled up the River about 4 miles without seeing game. On our way back it began to rain. Roy was in the bow seat of the canoe, ready with his bow. We saw a fine buck, at which Roy got two shots and missed both. Shooting from a wobbly canoe in a half-standing position is not con ducive to accuracy. Shortly after we saw another buck and think that one shot landed. In accordance with hunting practice, we did not pursue him but marked the place so that we could come later to look for him. We then saw a doe, and, strange to say, our presence did not seem to alarm her. She turned around and gingerly tiptoed out through the mud as si lently as possible, but making con siderable noise. When she had reach ed what she considered a safe dis tance she begon to “blow”, and in the stillness of the woods and waters the sound carries a mile or more. She was probably broadcasting, “Call ing all deer. Watch out for a canoe load of dirty, sneakin’ hunters.” Far ther along we saw several more does, and on returning to the point where Roy hit the buck we searched but were unable to find him. By this time it was raining hard, so we left further searching to wait more favorable conditions. Saturday, October 9, 1937: Up at 6:15. The rain had stopped, but the mist xyas quite heavy. We have be come quite hardened to cold and wet, and appetite and digestion have as sumed astonishing proportions. Alf, Forrest and Roy paddled up the Cedar
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River to look for the buck. I hunted the woods west of the camp and saw a buck at about 60 yards, flag up and bounding away toward my left. There were too many trees for a shot. The searching party returned without success, the tracks having been obliterated by the all-night rain. They reported a successful “sneak” by canoe of some moose in the bend of the river near where the buck had been shot. There was a cow, a year ling and a bull which they sighted 400 yards up-wind. Alf paddled very quietly. Forrest had his bow and arrow ready. Roy’s bow was in the bottom of the canoe, unbraced, with Fox, Alphonse’s dog, sitting on it. Roy draws the moral that it’s a good idea to have an arrow nocked when ever there is the slightest possibility of seeing game. At about 100 yards the bull looked up at them and kept watching for several minutes, while the cow and calf went on feeding in the water. They remained motion less during this time, and when the bull started feeding again they paddied closer. At 50 yards he looked again. To reassure him Alf engaged in some moose conversation, after which the bull looked at the cow, saw her feeding and again put his head under water. He must have had full confidence in her judgement. Alf reached a distance of about 40 yards by strong paddling while the bull had his head submerged. About this time the cow and calf decided that their lunch was over and left the water. The bull noticed this, and just when he started to leave also, Forrest got a shot at him, but the arrow fell short. The bull went away from there rapidly, like a locomotive under full steam. When he reached the woods there were two trees too close to gether for his antlers. He “backed water” and went around. With a rifle there would have been three or four chances of getting him; with the bow there was only one. After dinner Alf, Roy and I started up the river again and saw two does, a partridge and a porcupine. On our return trip we saw eight does and one fine buck at which Roy got a good shot. He thinks he hit him, but we shall have to wait an hour to look for him. After paddling some distance, a cow and yearling moose swam the river
YE SYLVAN ARCHER 7 January, 1938 just in front of the canoe, and far 8-pointer. Roy brought the head out ther down we saw another cow and with him. yearling but no bulls. A heavy rain After lunch we portaged and re began, so we decided to postpone our loaded our canoes and started for the search for the buck. cabin on the Chukuni River. We Sunday, October 10, 1937: Roy and made another exploration of Moose Alf went up the river to look for the Bay and I had several shots at a buck while Forrest and I broke camp partridge in the brush. This was an to return to the cabin on the Chukuni interesting lesson in the way small River. Roy and Alf A If are to follow twigs can deflect an arrow. All six after they have completed their arrows which I shot came very close, search. We portaged around the and the first two would have been Cedar River rapids, and Forrest and hits except for the brush, Later the I left the canoe to hunt the woods on partridge stepped into the open the right bank of the river as far as and Nagler got it with one the Drowning Dam portage where we arrow. I felt vexed over my poor are to meet Al. We traveled through showing. It began to rain and we the woods about 100 yards apart. got into our ponchos. We paddled At 11:25 with Forrest presumably back to the cabin in heavy rain but far to my right, I heard a noise, kept everything dry under the pro stopped and listened. I thought it tection of the ponchos, which were was Forrest, but on hearing the noise spread out like tents over the duffel. again looked through the thicket and We arrived at the cabin at 5:15, had saw a bull moose browsing about 20 supper, and spent some time listening yards away, occasionally striking a to Alfred play the zither. It seems that Alf had been employed by the tree with his antlers. I made every effort to reach a favorable position Krupp Works prior to 1913 as a de for a bow shot, and while I was doing signer of Diesel engines. He has my stalk Forrest began whistling to spent 17 years in the bush as a trap me from a point which was almost per. The sky was clear and the stars directly up-wind. He had got way were out when we went to bed at ahead of me. After several minutes about 10:30. Monday, October 11, 1937: It be I arrived where I felt sure I could get a view of the bull, but found, to gan raining before daylight, poor prospects of airplane transportation my amazement, that he had silently disappeared, presumably because he to Hudson today. We prepared the had either got wind of Forrest, or had pieces of hide for shipment. heard me. I was astonished at the (Continued next month) complete absence of noise with which this big animal had been able to make his getaway. He must have worn It isn’t often that archery rates a sneakers on all four feet. place in the headlines of the front When we arrived at the Drowning page of a big daily newspaper but Dam portage we found that all the that is just the position it received grub had been left behind for Roy in the January 14th issue of the and Alf to bring except a cut of Oregonian. The story told of “Stuffy” moose quarter which Al had left at the mounted deer that serves Port the Cedar River portage. No salt, land archers as a target in the in no bread, no bannock, everyone hun door archery range in the public gry. We decided to fry the steak auditorium building. Stuffy, though in bacon grease, to get at least a old and moth eaten, still holds his salt flavor. Fortunately, we saw Roy head high and cares not a flit of his and Alf coming around the bend just tail—if he still has one—for all the as we started to fry the meat. They arrows that zip around or into him. had found the buck which Roy had shot two days before and found the We are asked to announce the co arrow with which he had missed the authorship of Paul H. Gordon, di buck the day before. Because of the rector of The Beacon Hill Craftsmen, lapse of time, they were unable to in “The Archery Work Shop.” take the meat. The arrow had pass Through an error Mr. Gordon’s name ed entirely through the body of the was omitted as co-author. buck. It was a nice four-year-old
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Editorial Tellin’ You Paris Stockdale, Columbus, Ohio— Thanks for the copy of “The Ohio Conservation Bulletin” containing ar ticle on “Bow and Arrow Art.” It is encouraging to see the fine co-op eration with the archers shown by the Ohio Division of Conservation when archers in some states are find ing the going so hard in securing con cessions from game commissions. G. R. Engstrom, South Gate, Calif. —Thanks for the fine set of bow nocks. We have acquired title to some fine staves lately that these nocks would decorate nicely.
Allen Mundt, Marinette, Wise.— Glad you like us. Hugh Gill, Houston, Texas—Public apologies are in order. When a man has confidence enough in us to send us two dollars it is terrible to slap an expired cross on him. Some of our readers have wonder ed about the “fire arrows” that For rest Nagler and Bruce Robertson provided during taps at the campfire at Lancaster at the last National. They were made from 4th of July sparklers. A piece two inches long was cut off, the wire bared about one-half inch and stuck in a 7-54 inch hole bored in the tip of the pile. One inch will burn for the flight of the arrow. Different colors give fine effects. They did not go out once they were lighted, even when “urged” by one of Bruce’s flight bows.
Forrest Nagler is going to have trouble with the Amateur Athletic Association if he tries to pose as an amateur in archery as we understand he was handed a .$20 check for broad casting on archery on a Canadian National hook-up. Mr. Nagler also had a profusely and beautifully illus trated article in the September “Bea ver,” the organ of the Hudson’s Bay Company. The Beaver is published quarterly at Winnipeg.
We have a clipping regarding a bill introduced in the Arkansas General Assembly providing for a 10-day ex tension of the hunting season during which time hunters must use bow and arrow. How about it, Arkansas ar chers, did it pass?
During the summer of 1937, Mr. and Mrs. C. A. Roys organized an archery school in connection with their Teela-Wooket Horseback. Camp at Roxbury, Vermount, in the heart of the Green Mountains. The 1937 ven ture was so successful that the school is to be conducted again next June. Besides archery for recreation, a nor mal course will be conducted for those who wish to prepare to teach archery in schools or colleges. Mrs. Myrtle K. Miller is director of the archery school.
Take Notice, Ye Archers! President John Cuneo and his Tournament Committee have estab lished the dates for the 1938 National Tournament in Golden Gate Park Stadium, San Francisco. Use of the Stadium has been secured from the Park Commission for the period from August 7 to August 12 inclusive. Tournament events begin Monday, August 8, and continue through Friday, August 12. On behalf of the Board of Govern ors, I extend to all archers an invi tation to attend, and to begin making plans now. The invitation is es pecially urged upon archers of the Eastern and Middle Divisions. If you haven’t seen California, plan a two or three weeks’ trip, taking in the Tournament. Fares are low, meals on the train can be had for 90c a day, hotel rates will be reason able. If you have seen California, no invitation can be as strong as your recollection of the visit. The archers of the Bay Cities are working to make this famed annual event in archery something to re member. Details about arrange ments will be published as plans are developed. Paul E. Klopsteg, Chairman Board of Governors.
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On Field Archery Redlands, Calif., Dec. 27, 1937. Dear Mr. Davis: In 1935 I was Field Captain at the National Tournament in Los Angeles and had an excellent chance to ob serve the archers taking part. To me the most outstanding feature of the whole meet was the fun had by the “dubs.” Archery is a dub’s sport! It is the only sport left where the poorest dud gets the pleasure of competing on a par with the most expert if there are no elimination rounds. In plain words, where eight or ten men compete for the champion ship and one hundred, knowing they are dubs, shoot for the fun and the good fellowship of the sport. Now along comes a proposition, loaded with good intentions, no doubt, that will end a lot of this sport and force a man (dub, of course) attending a National to choose, not his event es pecially, for he is probably a dub at both field and target, but he must choose his companions and for three days compete with them to the ex clusion of all others. This idea would be swell if all archers confined their activity to only one branch of the sport, but in that case why bother to unite the two groups at all? Further, it seems to me ridiculous to try to give field archery more time either before or following an NAA than the day we have at present until it is decided definitely what field archery is. This decision must be made by the field archers of the United States. Certainly no one man, noi* group of men, is competent to decide. I do not believe we should crown a champion by his performance on various novelty or trick rounds, nor do I believe it is just to use the events developed by one group and of which other groups may know nothing and care less. Also, I do not believe the National Archery Association is competent to decide for the vast majority of field shots never attend a National tour nament. Likewise, I am confident that should a satisfactory field program be developed and field archery put on a par with target archery at the
NA A, it will only be a matter of time until the rapidly growing field branch will be the tail that tries to wag the dog and with some possibility of success. I for one, as a member of the NA A, do not care to take the chance. I confidently believe that each can best look after its own af fairs. Before I take up what to me is a constructive program, I would like to say a word about newspaper pub licity. Being- interested in target as well as field shooting and knowing considerable about reporters and newspaper photographers, I think it would be a shame for target archery to be as completely crowded out as it most certainly will be by the more spectacular field events if they are conducted at the same time and place. On the principal that before you can run you must learn to walk, and believing that field rounds can be standardized without losing any of the freedom, skill and fun of field shooting, why not begin at the be ginning with intersectional mail tournaments? We already have several field associations, such as in Oregon, Ohio, Southern California, and others. Let these associations work out something and try it by mail until they are satisfied with the results, then let’s talk about na tional associations and national rounds. Let’s not put the cart before the horse. The only thing we can expect from any other program is a bunch of hard feelings and dissatis fied field shots. I want it understood that this let ter is an expression of my personal views and is not written by me as secretary of the Field Archers As sociation of Southern California. Sincerely, John L. Yount.
An episode commemorating’ the bat tle of Flodden Field was produced by John O’ Gaunt’s Bowmen during a program and pageant held in Lan caster, England, the 29th of Sep tember to 8th of October, 1937. Flod den Field was the last of a series of battles in which English archers proved to be the deciding factor.
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Two Archers Afloat By C. B. Hutchinson, Sojourning in Hawaii On July 29th 1936 the skipper and I sailed out of San Francisco bay on what was to be a vacation, well a little more than two weeks, but we didn’t expect to be gone this long and we were more surprised than anyone to land over here. Not that our nav igation was at fault, whatever Brom mers may say. We just decided to come over here when we found what the Mexican government was going to charge us for visiting a few de serted coves on the coast of Lower California. The first stop was at Monterey and the main entertainment was shoot ing with the Sherwood archers at Pa cific Grove, looking with envious eyes at a lot of fine yew staves which Doc. Bradfield had just brought home. Ralph Kent’s wife shakes a mean frying pan when she has a chicken to work on too. We had a merry life there for a week and then sailed down the coast stopping at San Simeon and Morro bay where we shot a little with some people we met. That is, we- set up a card board box and let them try it. We had a stormy ride one night going around Point Arguello and Conception and got to Santa Barbara next dayj Tried to locate D.usty Roberts but he was on vacation. Couldn’t find any other shooters in so sailed over to Santa Cruz Island, and did not go pig hunting. I sup pose Brommers will start talking about his dog house but we were going chicken hunting at Catalina and didn’t have time. We stayed at the Isthmus for a few days and then ran on to Avalon where a daughter of the skipper and her husband met us. After a few days we sailed to San Pedro and spent a week with the Southern Cal. archers, then on down to Newport and San Diego. We stayed at San Diego for about six months and did quite a bit of shooting with the club there. They are a fine bunch and the S. Cal. Ass’n. should see that they get out to the tournaments once in a while. About the middle of February we
were getting ready to go on down the coast, (still on that same vacation), at the same time that another little yacht was preparing to start for Hon olulu. One fine evening the skipper says, says he. “What’s the use of going down that Mexican coast any how? Let’s race Bob to Honolulu.” They say that I have some Scotch in my ancestry and I believe Harry comes of Dutch stock, anyhow those charges for going into the Mexican ports had been sticking in our minds and it seemed like an unnecessary expense. We could cruise another month on what it would cost, so, after some discussion, we started for Hon olulu. Of the trip across there is not much to say. A story is coming out in Yachting, for December or January I think, which will give some of the story if you care to read it. Anyhow we made it over in 30 days. Our rivals came in a week later. It was a very pleasant passage for the most part. I had brought some old hunt ing arrows along hoping to plant one of them in a shark but didn’t see any. Didn’t catch a fish and didn’t see anything in that line excepting a few porpoises. A few days after landing I found that there were some shooters here and soon got acquainted. They were shooting out on Kalananaole highway at Jack Green’s house. They didn’t .... have.. a__regular o_____ ___ club __ organization o_____ at that time but have since organized +ho ie ninnofi-ne. and the club is coming along fine. They now have a range in Kapiolani park out near Diamond head. Go out Paki street and you see the target on Ewa side. Before you are here very long you will be talking this Hawaiian lingo. The ordinary directions, North, South, etc., don’t mean a thing. If you are directing anyone say “Go waikiki” instead of south or Ewa for north. The Ewa by the way is pronounced “Eva” the E as in bet. The other di rections are makai, meaning toward the sea which is more or less west, really more south, and mouka, mean(Continued on page 14)
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Southern California Field Archers By John L. Yount, Secretary
Yermo, January Twenty-fourth The place and date of the biggest day’s fun ever to come an archer’s way. If you don’t make this trip you had just as well hang up your bow and take up tiddledewinks. Cer tainly it is a long ways out there, but you will have more fun per mile than you would have if you drove around the block to an ordinary tour nament. There is just one thing, if your heart is weak, don’t go. The targets are the work of two out standing painters and are real enough to give Sasha Siemel the jitters, Another event is the “Charging Buck.” No, I don’t mean running deer. That would be too tame for those desert boys. Now, don’t go away, for that’s not all! They have one extra special event for which there is a $5.00 prize and a trophy. It calls for the following equipment: One very sharp hunting knife and one extra bowstring, preferably with a timberhitch on one end. If you are out of this event because you are not prepared, you will never for-
Name Your Bow What do you call your bow? Sh-sh! I mean what do you call it when you are in a placid frame of mind? True, Shakespeare said, “A bow by any other name would shoot as sweet.” But regardless of how it shoots, any true archer must have a kindly senti mental affection for the object that has been his companion throughout the ups and downs of the game of games. President Fred Bergstrom of the Elysian Archers thought something ought to be done about it, so he re quested all club members to write names upon their pets at the quarter ly shoot and a prize was offered for the most appropriate. Larry Hughes couldn’t do better than a 795 York, on account of a cracked rib or something, so he vented his spleen by naming his bow, “Snake in the Grass.” Then Bud Cochems shot a perfect end with “Little John ny Let Me Down.”
give yourself. If necessary, miss the annual, miss any tournament, even miss two or three tournaments, but for goodness sake go to Yermo!
OHIO ARCHERS PLEASE READ You admit you shoot rovers and so do we. At present we don’t know what you call rovers and you know just as much about our rovers. We have cut and tried and improved on our rules and courses for over four years and think they are mighty fine • Your rounds, no doubt, are equally good. Let’s put our experience to gether and really have something. This is a good time to start things with all winter to plan, then next spring let’s lay out a course, not nec essarily exactly alike, but as much alike as two golf courses having the same par, then let’s hold the first intersectional field tournament by mail and see what happens. This same challenge goes for any other club or association. Here is my ad dress: John L. Yount, Box 20, Route 1, Redlands, Cal. What’s yours? In reporting a tournament it might add a picturesque touch if the names of the bows instead of the names of the archers were given, just as the jockies are a second consideration in a horse race. Here are some of the bows entered by the Elysians. Big Shot, Robin’ the Gold, Straight Hitter, Lady Paramount, Tillie the Teller, Burnt Wonder, Bad Hop, Wild Horse Mapes, Old Blaster, Robin Hood Jr., Molly Darling, Made Mar ion Mad, Old Iron Sides, Yew Hoo, Chief Kick a Hole in the Sky, Susy Fleet, Goldy Lacks, Calamity Jane, Lost Horizon, Turf Digger, Johnny One Note, Wild Bill Hickup, Error Flyer, Yew and I, Jack the Giant Killer, Gold Digger, Little Big Ber tha, Lucky Strike. —R. W. Stanley Cochems is doing great work lecturing on archery for Rotary clubs in Los Angeles, Beverly Hills and Hollywood.
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The Boys in the Lower Brackets By THE RETIRED BASEMENT CHAMPION “How about me?” writes Bernie Ahman, “I shot fourth from the bot tom at Lancaster, didn’t I?” So you did. I will freely admit that you are dead on your feet, but once you stick those hoofs of yours up in the air and anchor your best developed part to the ground, when you do, there is a different story. Get out! But Bernie did make me look up some of the scores shot at the last tournament. Welcome in J. Winthrop Andrews, R. E. (Owottanassiam) Parker, Homer Bishop, A. R. Knight, James F. Culley, S. T. Baker, Clem C (Perfumery expert) Parker, Geo T. Tibbits, Charles Bailey and Fred E. Harper, to confine ourselves to only the last page. I believe you will like the crowd and the crowd will be proud to have sportsmen like you gentlemen among them. There are some border line cases I am afraid to investigate because the applicant’s score might disqualify him and we want him with us. When ever anybody turns in $175 to the National as the surplus of a tourna ment he should be treated with the consideration he deserves. Clayton Shenk did this little thing and is ad mitted as a brother in good standing. We are proud to have him. Lieut. F. D. Latta, U.S.N. is an other case in point. He is a grand sportsman, and while we admit that he has done his best to make it in teresting for game all over the world, we have no evidence that he ever hit anything. And now how about that story, Frank? I suppose that if we admit Shenk we will have to take Karl Palmatier. He, too, had a surplus, but his dis position isn’t all it might be. We will take you, Karl, but first we want a letter from you acknowledging and apologizing for the number and fer ocity of the mosquitoes in Michigan. And a retraction of all the mean things you have said about Los An geles climate. Dr. H. B. Hannum, of Lancaster, Pa., now wintering in Pasadena, is admitted pending investigation. He is a damn good scout, all of us admit
that, and we hope his score is low enough so that we can make the appointment permanent. How about Mr. Stockdale of Ohio? He has done some wonderful work for field archery in his state, and we are eager to admit him. But Curt Hill and Bud Pierson are hardly what I would call the best sponsors in the world. Speaking of Ohio, brothers Sch weitzer, Folberth, Oehlschlager and Neubecker have a kick coming. They did not expect to be assaulted by a man-eating porcupine on their last visit to Canada. Forrest Nagler, who couldn’t possibly be mistaken, is au thority for the statement that if the porcupine hadn’t stopped for a nibble of bark in the middle of his charge, Ohio would now mourn four leading citizens. However, we withhold the red ribbon until we have had the porcupine’s side of the story. Mr. Nagler also thinks that Bill Boyd, ex-mountie, one time dominion champion pistol shot, and their wild est bow and arrow hunter, should be admitted because he accidentally pot ted his dog one night. We have all kinds of sympathy with Mt. Boyd, but it is setting a bad precedent. We can’t admit Joe Cosner simply be cause the Cosner pooch had the bad taste to take a juicy nip at the Cos ner center of gravity. Tex Stone, I am told, is the Aimee McPherson of archery, and apostle of big game hunting, so to speak. Sor rowfully must I admit my ignorance, I had never even heard of the world famous gent until the last month or so. But cheer up, neither did I know anything about Mussolini or Hitler until they burst out on the world stage. I am afraid that the honor would be too great for us in the lower brackets. From Eugene, Ore. come the ap plications of Bill King and my old side-kick Bill Goddard. I can vouch for both of them; if they ever hit anything it was purely an accident. More about these two later. I have three other friends in Eu(Continued on page 15)
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The Lighter Side of Archery By THE DOGHOUSE PHILOSOPHERS and would stand a draw of 15 feet. Bow Shooting Bill All his arrows were ten inches in By Walt Wilhelm diameter to give them plenty spine. Big Bill was a bow shooter that Bill never used the broad head lived, and roamed the great Mojave hunting point such as used today. Desert at the time that Hell Dragons, What he used was a strong glue that and Thunder Birds roamed Death he made by chewing the tail bones of Valley. Bill didn’t learn to shoot dead whales. When he went hunting 'until he was 187 years old, but he he placed a large hunk of this glue learned fast and forty years later he about three feet from the end of his was the best bowman that ever lied arrow. This glue had a terrific about his shooting. magnetic attraction and if he shot He weighed six hundred and forty within 20 feet of any game the glue pounds in his bare feet, and as he always went barefooted his weight would draw the game to the arrow where it would be held securely for always remained the same. He stood 16 feet high at the ears, and was the rebound back. Bill never tried to catch these glue nine feet across the shoulders, his eyes were as large as a bullseye on a hunting arrows on the rebound for he aimed for the fall to kill the point of aimer’s target, and the same game when the arrow landed near color. his feet. On his heavy arrows he Like all good bowmen, Bill had a bow for every occasion, and he was used a large fork something on the very careful in selecting his bow order of a large buck rake with ten foot tines, and it was twenty feet staves and material for his arrows. Bill was known to have walked 2000 across. All Bill had to do was to miles to cut a good stave and then shoot within ten feet of any game and it was his. Hunting the mam trade the thing off for a wife. Bill didn’t care much for her at that but moth, Bill always tried to get them in cold weather was coming on, and as heavy timber; then when he shot his she had a couple extra large bear old hay rake arrow through one and skins he thought it a good idea to pinned it to a tree he would run up and with a big club beat the living team up for the winter. Bill’s target bow was 18 feet long h—1 out of the game. Bill was the first human to dis and pulled 700 pounds. In this small bow he shot 12 foot arrows. Bill cover Death Valley. One day while made all his arrows from the rubber he was fooling around over in the Ar wood that grew at the time, and as gus Mountains he loosed an arrow he always shot at rocks his arrows high in the air and pointed East. After waiting for a few minutes a always bounced back to him. No chasing arrows for Bill. Bill had the large hunk of charcoal landed at his He immediately recognized reputation of shooting 600 times and feet. never missing an arrow on the re the thing as his arrow for some of bound. This record was made from the nock wasn’t entirely burned. a distance of 1000 yards. Bill’s flight Right away he knew that arrow had record made with this same bow was been somewhere where it’s hot so he 20 miles. Ten miles one way and ten. shot a green one. When it came back it was all ablaze so he struck out io when it bounced back. Bill had two hunting bows; one for see where those arrows had been; gnaay bear, ucar, and that’s the way Death Valley was small game suchl us as grizzly mastodons, and $sabertoothed ’ ' ? jack- discovered. asses, and a heavy bow for the 70Bill was a great guy for form. ton hell dragons. His light hunting Under no circumstances would he bow was 37 feet between nocks and loose an arrow unless his feet were had a pull of 1200 pounds on a warm placed just right, and his little finger day. Bill’s heavy bow was the same well inserted in his right ear. After length but had a pull of 1700 pounds, loosing the arrow he would always
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stand in the exact position of the listen to him lie about how he did it loose until his arrow had struck, and purposely and could do it any time he was well on its return to him. really tried. When Bill met for a day’s target Shooting in those times was just shoot with some of the rest of the about the same as it is today, and giants of the time they would start the penalty would be just as bad for at sun up, and the tournament wasn’t these birds that make a hellofa racket over until sundown. During this as it was then. The difference today time not a shooter was allowed to is we have laws to protect us. So if utter a word. Any shooter sneezing, a man makes a mistake nowadays and or making any kind of sound was sneezes at a match all they can do is immediately severely dealt with. The cuss him out and think what they usual penalty was to ram a hunting dam please of him. But it’s a lot of. arrow through his tongue; then fun. (Paul Bunyan please note— they’d tie his hand he drew with to Editor.) his head with his little finger in his ear, and his thumb in his eye. They Two Archers Afloat did this so he wouldn’t forget good (Continued from page 10) form. Then for the balance of the tournament he had to shoot by draw ing mountain side. It is funny at first to hear a football broadcaster ing his bow with the tip of his nose. Any time a shooter made a perfect say that the ball is out of bounds on the mouka side of the field, etc. A end, or did anything unusual in good shooting, he’d walk up to the big nuts few days ago I heard a man say when he saw an arrow. “I would hate to that ran the meet, and make a be walking waikiki and have that deep bow, bat his eyes a few times, and do a highland fling. Then the hit me Ewa side.” guy that managed the event would Well, this story is about archery so allow this shooter and some of his let’s get back to it. When the club friends to retire two miles back in here organized the first thing they the timber where they could congrat did was to vote to join the N.A.A. ulate him on his good shooting, and They said that they never expected
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to get anything out of it but that they wanted to belong to the national body. I wish more of our clubs had the same spirit. A short time after we arrived Commander Pope flew a bunch of navy planes over from San Diego. Maybe you heard of it. Pope is a member of the San Diego archery club and when I called him the first thing he wanted to do was to duck some of the social doings and go shoot ing. He was the big shot of the navy that day but was more interested in doing some shootinig with a bow. Some time later we sailed to Kauai, then back here and on down to Lanai, Maui and Hawaii. We found some shooters at Kahului on Maui, but only the ladies were shooting as the men were all busy on account of the Fil ipino cane field hands being out on strike. Back to Honolulu and we started home in August but the skipper got sick a day out and we had to come back. He improved for a while but is not able to travel now so we will probably be here until some time next year. What was that, two weeks or a two year vacation? P.S. Brommers asked about the hunting here. We haven’t done any yet as the license is $5.00, I think, and there is nothing to shoot here ex cept pigs, goats, a few pheasants and some “Hawaiian squirrels,” otherwise known as mongoose. There are a few deer on Walokai but we haven’t been there.
The Lower Brackets (Continued from page 12) gene. Their scores may not be so outstanding as to bar them, but their characters are. To begin with, they will take visitors out for a coon hunt, and to end with, well the end isn’t in sight yet. Our esteemed president, Sasha Siemel, now on his way back to this country, will, I am sure, lend me his spear in a good cause and the education of James Stovall, Sid Clay pool and Clair Hamlin is about to begin. Paul Gordon, Chet Good and Cyril Ball can lie their way in any place. In due order they will lie themselves out too.
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Charles Block of Houston, Texas, has ideas of an “Archery Year Book.” We haven’t the space in this issue to publish his interesting letter but we are just throwing out this little bait to see if we get any bites. If there seem to be any fish in the pond we’ll drop in Mr. Block’s enticing lure and see what happens.
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