and
it should be done immediately.

The killing of cranes as "game" should stop, instantly and forever.
It is barbarous.

Fifty dead birds in possession at one time is fully thirty too many.
The game cannot stand such slaughter!

All shore birds (_Order Limicolae_) should have at least a five-year
close season, before they are exterminated.

The use of machine guns in hunting should be stopped, forever.

It is to the credit of the state that antelope are absolutely protected
until 1920, and an unlimited close season has been accorded the quail,
dove and swan.

OHIO:

I think that Ohio comes the nearest of all the states to being gameless.
With but slight exceptions her laws are about as correct as those of
most other states, but the desire to "kill" is so strong, and the
majority of her gunners are so thoroughly selfish about their "rights"
that the game has ruthlessly been swept away _according to law!_ Ohio
is a striking example of the deplorable results of _legalized_
slaughter. The spirit of Ohio is like that of North Carolina. Her
"sportsmen" will not have an automatic gun law! Oh, no! "Limit the bag,
shorten the season, and the gun won't matter!"

To-day, the visible game supply of Ohio does not amount to anything; and
when the last game bird of that state falls before the greediest
shooter, we shall say, "A gameless state is just what you deserve!"

It is useless to make any suggestions to Ohio. Her shooting Shylocks
want the last pound of flesh from wild life, and I think they will get
it very soon. Ohio is in the area of barren states. The seed stock has
been too thoroughly destroyed to be recuperated. I think that Ohio's
last noteworthy exploit in lawmaking for the preservation (!) of her
game was in 1904, when she put all her shore birds into the list of
killable game, and bravely prohibited the shooting of doves _on the
ground!_ Great is Ohio in game conservation!

OKLAHOMA:

For a state so young, the wild-life laws of Oklahoma are in admirable
shape; but it is reasonably certain that there, as elsewhere, the game
is being killed much faster than it is breeding. The new commonwealth
must arouse, and screw up the brakes much tighter.

Recently, an observing friend told me that on a trip of 250 miles
westward from Lawton and back again, watching sharply for game all the
way, he saw only five pinnated grouse! And this in a good season for
"prairie chickens."

Oklahoma must s