Schultz' trophies on display in Harrington

Twenty five animal heads and furs have been on display in the Harrington Public Library since June of 1973. The late Louis Schultz was a Harrington farmer who enjoyed game hunting when he was not busy with keeping his farming operations going. Schultz began game hunting in 1946 and made two trips to Africa, trips into British Columbia, the Yukon and Alaska. Most of the animals on display have tags beside them to identify the animal and the location of the hunt. Those animals from Africa were two sable antelope, hyena, impala, konogoni, hartebeast, gnu, Cape buffalo, Tompson's Gazelle, duiker, oryx and Grant's gazelle. Other animals were a wolf, mountain goat, and Osborne caribou from British Columbia. Two antelope were brought back from Wyoming and a mule deer was from Chelan. The grizzly came from the Yukon as did the wolverine. A white tail deer is in the collection but its origin was not recorded.

The Harrington Library has been hunting of a different sort, seeking to locate the news articles that correspond with the hunting adventures that brought these animals to us. Many other animals were hunted and returned to Harrington which are not on display, hence some of the news items refer to animals that the library does not possess. Louis Schultz was born Dec 28, 1893 in Canada, he married Bertha Stenzel in 1915 and they had three children. Louis retired in 1950 from farming and died in December 1972. Some of his adventures follow in these old news items.

Schultzes sightsee/hunt in Alaska and Yukon

Mr. and Mrs. Louis Schultz are about the last of the summer vacationers to return home. They left here in August, spent six weeks in Canada and Alaska, and arrived back in Harrington last week. With different interests at heart, the Schultzes went together as far as White Horse in the Canadian Yukon from where their ways parted.

Mrs. Schultz continued north to Fairbanks and adjacent country to visit friends (a sister of Mrs. Karl Knapp). She returned to White Horse and took a sightseeing trip to Dawson. From the time she and her husband parted at White Horse, they did not meet again until they both arrived in that city for the home-bound trip. They planned to meet upon her return from Fairbanks, but their schedules were elastic and their time chart did not work out exactly as planned.

Mr. Schultz' trip was for hunting. He has hunted in BC, Canada and throughout his home state territory, but never quite so far north as White Horse-about 1500 miles from here. 'The trip and the experiences are an education in themselves', says Mr. Schultz.

The first part of his hunt was out of White Horse in company with two Easterners, a crew including a white man for chief guide and cook, and five Indian guides. They went north and west by truck, 35 miles, thence in an outboard-powered 16-foot boat on Lake Lila to a camp from where they went by pack horses into the back country.

The weather was mild, so the bears were still feeding on the abundant crop of blueberries, and they were hard to see against this brushy background. Guides told the hunters that about two weeks later these animals would move to the timberline to feed and could be spotted more easily. "Bears are small in that area", says Louie, 'because of the short feeding season, and the long hibernation season. Buttercups and blue bells were blooming on the mountain side, and all vegetation is dwarfed. We saw mature willow trees that were but four inches tall.

There are two predatory pests,' continues Mr. Schultz, 'which abound in the area that are neither dwarfed nor scarce", says Louie as he almost shivered and told us about the mosquitoes and black flies. The Indians were prepared with veils of netting attached to their hats, which they pulled down over their faces when mosquitoes attacked. Mr Schultz's supplies contained a solution for external use to repel the insects, but at best it only discouraged them. "The black flies were small but speedy; they seemed almost jet-propelled! There was no protection against them. They smacked us in our faces as we rode the horses in, and I finally closed my eyes and let the horse travel unguided."

During this camping period, Mr. Schultz reinforced the camp diet with grayling which he caught from the mountain lakes. "There are neither Eastern brook nor rainbow trout, but there is a species of lake trout, and muskellunge. The latter require a troll outfit so I did not fish for them. The graylings are a species, I believe, of white fish," explains fisherman Schultz. "I caught one three-pounder; they put up a good fight when pulled from the water, like the rainbow. I advise anyone who anticipates fishing in those waters, to take fishing tackle and equipment along as there is none available there".

There were a few moose in the area, and sheep high up on the range. The only bears are grizzlys. Louie's kill in that section, included a beautiful full-grown, silver-tip grizzly bear, and a prize dahl ram. The season in Alaska is closed on these sheep, and this area in Canada is the only other hunting grounds for them in the world. They are all white and have flaring horns. Three hundred miles farther south, a species of sheep is similar to the dahl except they have grey backs; and still farther south, the Fannen sheep, a similar species, has the dahl face, yellow flaring horns, and grey wool.

After 15 days' stay in this rugged place, the hunters were taken aboard a plane and in 35 minutes they were landed at White Horse. It had taken three days to pack into that hunting arena. Mr. Schultz, with two Indian guides left White Horse, east-bound, on the second of his hunts. This time he was in search of caribou. Outfitters had told him this game was scarce, but they did not realize how scarce. "Caribou do not migrate out of the country, but they travel about in the area, and in this district there were very few." Louie saw one caribou late in the afternoon, too late for good marksmanship, so he returned to that spot early the following morning, but the caribou did not keep the rendezvous, and Louie was caribou-less.

Mr. Schultz was cook on this picnic; "I preferred my own cooking skill to that of the two Indians. We were told there was caribou farther north, but I decided against continuing mainly because the outfitters had booked their schedules so close that guides were needed badly to conduct other hunting parties." However, Louie was rewarded on this trip when he killed a wolverine. He was told that these canny predatory animals are the terror of sheep and trappers in this northland. His Indian guides were elated over his kill.

Cutting his hunt short, Mr. Schultz returned to White Horse five days in advance of his wife's arrival there from Dawson. He stayed at the hotel and report accommodations and food are very good. Rooms were available for $2.50 a night. He saw tourist cars from fully half of the states in the Union.

One happy experience that Mr. Schultz will long remember was the meeting with James H. Bond, author. Mr. Bond presented this Harrington hunter with an autographed copy of his book, stories of hunting in the far North.

Mr. and Mrs. Schultz met at White Horse, Sept 19, for the return home. They traveled by train to Skagway where they boarded the ship. Both of these passengers, and others, were seasick when the vessel passed thru the Frederick Strait area where a big storm made the water rough. The Schultzes reached Seattle, Sept 23.

On the voyage up to Skagway, the ship docked at Juneau six hours, and the Schultzes visited the museum, and Mendenhall glacier which is noted for its deep blue color that appears on a freshly exposed side when a chunk of ice breaks off. Mr. Schultz says, 'The Alaskan highway is an excellent road, better than the road from Harrington to my farm'. Mr. Schultz left his trophies, grizzly, ram, and wolverine, at the outfitters headquarters, where the hides will be properly tanned, made into rugs and shipped to him when the tourist/hunting season closes." (Citizen: 10-07-1949)

"Mr and Mrs Schultz Return From Trip to South Africa.

Mr. and Mrs. Louis Schultz returned from a plane trip to Africa, Saturday night, full of enthusiasm but happy to be home. They tried to include parts of South America on the return, but could not get bookings. However, they could have had stops at London, and parts of Europe, but-well, Louie frankly admitted he was getting a bit homesick. The Citizen has followed the travel at community friends, among them Father Shiel to Ireland; the late Mr. and Mrs. Gottlieb Knapp to Germany several times; Mrs. Beatrice Stevens to Alaska, Japan, and several other foreign ports; Gene Rieth to Italy and South America; the Alex Kramers to Mexico, Hawaii and islands in the West Indies group; the Louis Schultzes to Alaska and Canada last year; Mr. and Mrs. Bob Timm to Europe, Scotland and England; all over the globe with 'Our Boys in Uniform' during World Wars I and II and across our own USA scads of times; but this is the first time we've gone, vicariously, to South Africa. And what a time we're having for ourselves! New names in geography; details different from our other second- hand tours. We hope we won't have to by-pass any of the places because of spelling. The Schultzes find 'It' (the trip) something about which to talk for months to come! We spent three hours with them at their home one evening this week, listened to their interesting experiences when no incident was re-told, and we did not cover their travelogue. As we left, Mr Schultz said, "I feel I have left many of the most interesting stories untold. It is difficult to think in sequence of the happenings. It will take time for that."

From the Sublime To the Ridiculous

The highlights of their trek include many stories from the serious and sublime, to the comic and ridiculous. For example, Mrs. Schultz had the dignified honor of sitting in the prime minister's exclusive chair in the parliament building; for the comedy, on a side-trip, an inquisitive baboon inspecting the interior of their travel-bus, 'brought the house down' with his monkey-shines, when he tried on Mrs. Schultz's hat. And for Louie's extremes, he stood humble and awed at the significant and sacred grandeur of the Livingstone monument, but 'felt like a fool' when a native boy shoved his head between Hunter Schultz's legs, to hoist him up to 'piggy-back position' for carrying him over a swamp in the jungle." (Intro to Series, Citizen: 8-11-1950)

"Big Game Hunting in Old World Jungle Lands.

The germ that fomented this trip, was Mr Schultz's yet to hunt 'African Big Game,' He got what he went after, mostly. Hunting in Africa is not unlike that in other countries. Species of animals are hunted in different areas. Hippopotamus and rhinoceros are native to districts farther north of the area in which Mrs Schultz hunted. The season for lions is later, when the jungle grass is dry and much of it burned off. However, Mr Schultz returned home from this old world's famous hunting grounds, with 17 trophies to add to his interesting collection. (His kill included water buck, zebra, sable, hartebeest, buffalo, elephants, reed buck, dik-dik, warthogs. Limit on most of these animals is two and Louie got his limit.) The safari had been outlined and arranged months prior to Mr Schultz's take-off. He took the yellow fever, small pox, typhus and typhoid shots in advance, and says were he doing it again, he would include the tick shots for the African tick is a malicious insect. Greetings! Glad to Meet You! At Hotel Carlton, June 30, Mr Schultz met the four other men of his safari with whom he was to live for two weeks in the jungle. They were: Albert Egglie, lumberman, and Boyd Williams, sporting goods store proprietor, both of Pontiac, Michigan; Al Leclaire, designing engineer for Chrysler, and J Lee Voorhees, mortician, both of Detroit, Michigan. July 1, in a station wagon, these five eager hunters left Joberg (short for Johannesburg). Traveling over Africa's strip roads (only the strips in which the vehicle tires run are graveled), they passed through the Kruger National forest, the Zamberi river area up to Victoria Falls; from the falls they went by plane to Salsbery in Southern Rhodesia; thence on by air to Heira, on the coast... Their location was in Mozambique providence, or state, due north of Beira and a short distance south of Zimba. Locate Elephant Herd First Day.... The first morning out, the native water buck was the target. Louis describes this African animal as a member of the antelope family-larger than a deer but smaller than an elk. His kill weighed 700 to 800 pounds on foot. The bucks have rough horns. (All African deer-family animals have straight horns that curve backward over their bodies, no branched or crimped antlers like the American deer family.) The zebra was his next first-day prize. These little black and white striped mule-animals have fine, sleek hair and the tanned hides will be choice trophies. Zebras run in herds and are very curious. When they first sight human beings, or are startled, they run off, then stop and look back. The second time they are approached they run, but not as far away; the distance they put between themselves and possible danger becomes less, if they are not molested. In time a hunter with patience, can get good aim at them. The party saw lions, but the jungle grass was too high to get a good bead on them. The second morning out, Mr Schultz killed two sables. About the size of a water buck, the male sable is black with a dark mane similar to a horse's; the female is of a brownish color and has no mane. By noon it was hot, and the men returned to camp to await the freshness of another day. The third morning, Louis killed two hartebeests. Of the antelope family, these bush animals stand with their forequarters higher than their hindquarters. They are not very plentiful. On the buffalo hunt, Guide Guex, along with the native boys, accompanied the five Americans. The party was checked more closely, and the men were kept together. The shooting was done into a large herd, on the plains. The cape buffalo has horns that extend completely across his head."

"Move to Primitive Auxiliary Camp."

On the fifth day in the jungle, the party of hunters was moved 35 to 40 miles in to one of the auxiliary camps. With thatched-roof grass huts, this camp was more primitive than the main one, but was still comfortable according to jungle living. The boys' quarters were farther removed from the men than at the main camp. Second day in camp signs of the elephant herd were seen and the spoor. The tall grass was laid in one direction, indicating the way the huge beasts were traveling. Elephants-At 10 a.m. the hunters came to a 640 acre swamp area where they spotted 50 head of elephant in the 2-feet-deep water. Only their backs out of the grasses were visible. Not in close enough range to shoot, the hunters took up their vigil on an ant hill. (Yes an ant hill that was at least 10 feet tall and 30 feet at the base. ) Before the herd maneuvered about into range, a native boy spotted other elephants lumbering into the open from some bushes. When these big-as-barn-door targets came within 150 feet, Guide Guex instructed: 'Pick your elephant-and Shoot!' With obedient precision, the hunters downed their limits-two sets of ivories each. 'It was a thrill to bag one of the biggest of animals', says Louie. 'An elephant is not as hard to kill as a buffalo'. In the excitement of the shooting one elephant cow became infuriated and charged the ant-hill-fort. In self-defense the men had to shoot her."

"The dik-dik is strictly native to eastern and southwest Africa. Smallest of the antelope family, these slender, small-hoofed animals stand only about 15 inches high at the shoulder. Females are sometimes larger, but have no horns. The horns of the male are more than half as long as his head. Dik-diks are fleet and Mr Schultz found that it requires skill to bag them. The reed buck of the antelope family, is about the size of a deer. Its black horns 14 to 16 inches long, and unlike others, the horns are smooth. Perhaps the least challenging game from the sportsman's viewpoint, but the most important to the meat-eating plantation natives (all 200 of them) is the wart hog. Called the 'world's ugliest animal', this African swine has large tusks that curve upward from its flat head. Between those tusks and the eyes are several warts, whence the pig gets its name. Most hunters in this area kill hundreds of the hogs for the benefit of the natives. There is nothing particularly attractive about this animal for a trophy but Mr Schultz is having a couple of the snouts and tusks shipped for the education of his family and friends. 'One animal which I didn't kill,' says Louie, 'is the monkey. They are common and swing and flip about with ease'. (We wonder if the spirit of Darwin enveloped him.) Mr Schultz says baboons are everywhere and into everything. The females are smaller and more aggressive and curious. The big guys sit back and let their ladies investigate. Neither did Mr Schultz kill a hippo nor a crocodile. One must wade into streams to get them and since there is no particular trophy interest about them, he decided it was not worth the effort or misery. However, one of the party got one. His reward was to get soaked, and the natives got the meat. The animals bagged are skinned out where they fall, by the boys. The most that is brought into camp to serve to the hunters, is carefully protected from dirt and insects with hand-made-on-the-spot leaf baskets. 'It is interesting how artfully and how speedily these boys shred jungle leaves and weave them into protecting cartons,' says Mr Schultz. Most of the meat is prepared and taken to the sugar plantation camp. Parts of the elephant's trunk are considered a delicacy. The natives eat practically all animal flesh-even the zebra. Of great delight to the native boys, are the entrails of the game. Most nauseously, they dive into the bloody interior of a freshly killed animal, and in greedy hast they half-way clean the intestines, and then gulp great mouthfuls of this tripe."

"Jungle Scavengers do Through Job."

The flesh that clings to the bones of the carcass and the offal is soon devoured by big yellow ants that come in great live-rivers. If a human being is in the path of one of these on-coming insect currents he is surely doomed, for the ants crawl on him and cut his flesh. These ants are said to be the worst natural enemy of the elephant. Coming upon a sleeping elephant, they crawl into his ears, up his nostrils, and eventually reach his brain and he goes mad and dashes himself to death. If the ants leave shreds of flesh on the carcasses, vultures that almost blacken the sky, swoop down and pick the bones dry. These high-flying birds locate their food by sight. Game that cannot be removed immediately from the jungle must be well covered with leaves and grasses. Samples of All Game Served at Table. Food, in camp, is served nicely; it is prepared by boys in the cook hut and brought to the dining hut. Spotless linens are on the tables. The flesh of most of the animals bagged, is cooked. 'I sampled it all,' says Louie in a hushed tone, 'but that doesn't mean I relished it all!' 'Drinking water is supposedly boiled; water for bathing and laundry is disinfected. Water there, is a threat to the health of anyone, and in spite of the precautions that were taken, the other four men had touches of malaria, but I escaped' added Mr Schultz. There is a native beer, one brew made of corn mash and another from the sap of a palm tree. This is safer to drink than the water. Boys do the laundry daily-and it is nicely done."

"Native Boys are Tough and Valuable."

That the native boys are 'tough' was demonstrated by one in giving himself first-aid. With only a loin cloth fastened at his waist by a belt, his black body is exposed to the rigor of the jungle elements. His feet become calloused and leathery on the bottoms. This boy ran a thorn into his foot (and jungle thorns are sharp and strong). With his hunting knife, which is intricately hung to the rear of his belt, he pared off a slice of the thick hard skin on his foot, exposing the tender dermis. He prodded about until he dug out the thorn and then criss-crossed the area with slashes to force bleeding. The operation completed, without a frown, a grunt, or even a limp, the boy returned to his work. Louis believes the natives have underdeveloped nervous systems, after watching that operation. Sensitive, fleet, accurate, strong and muscular, those boys are invaluable to hunting parties. They carry their hunter-guests on their backs and shoulders (piggy-back fashion) over seemingly impassible swamps. 'When one of my boys, 150 pounds, shouldered my 170 pounds,' Louis laughed, 'I expected surely he would drop me in the thick mud-but he didn't'."

"More Trophies for Schultz Collection."

The trophies form the species of the deer and antelope families will include the mounted heads and horns; the elephant ivories, 12 pound ones, will be shipped whole; less than 12-pound tusks may be carved there into small trinkets. News to us, the elephants' feet have gone the route of the waste-paper basket! The ponderous front feet of these mammals are skinned out, tanned and made into roomy, strong waste-paper baskets! The sable and zebra hides will be tanned for robes, rugs or similar articles. The processing and disinfecting of these heads, hides, horns, etc. is done in Africa after which they will be shipped to Seattle for tanning, finishing and mounting. Mr Schultz has had other taxidermic work done at Seattle. It will be about two months before these trophies arrive. However, this wee, Mr Schultz learned of a shipping company that includes Beria, Africa, on its itinerary."

"Native 'Sally Rands' in Daring Dance."

While hunting was the primary motive for the trip far into the jungle, there were interesting sidelines for this party of Americans. One of the most colorful, unusual and daringly sensational, was a dance by a tribe of natives, for which Mr Guex arranged. Mr Schultz's description of this weird South African event would make a cast of scantily-clad ballet dancers seem puritanically modest; it would out-step a group of Western dancers; outlast the stubbornest marathon and out rhythm the timpani section of the noisiest orchestra." (Part I of Hunting)

"Turner, Schultz Bag Kodiak Male Bears."

Harold Turner and Louis Schultz returned home Sunday morning following a bear hunt to Alaska. The Harrington hunters left here by bus for Seattle, thence to Anchorage by NW Airlines, and on to Kodiak with a bush pilot plane. They had planned to reach their destination by Friday, April 13, but the schedule was fouled up a bit, and they had to make an overnight stop at Homer, on the Seward peninsula. So the last part of their trip was made on Friday the 13th-with 13 passengers aboard the plane. 'I'm no longer suspicious of Friday the 13th,' says Louie. Hunters from boats have killed the bear in such numbers that the animals have been forced back into the high inland area where this hunting party had to go. They walked inland through ice that was starting to thaw, and soft snow up to their waists. They spent nine hours in hard traveling by foot. Both Turner and Schultz killed male bears of the Kodiak species; each weighed about 1500 pounds. The trophies from this kill are the brown bear skins which will be made into rugs, and the heads which will be mounted. The eruption of the volcano Katmai on the mainland, sprinkled Kodiak, as well as the mainland, with a residue that killed vegetation and animal life, except the bears. A few caribou, snow-shoe rabbits and ptarmigan have been started again on the island. The party went into the island at the west end by way of Giga bay. They report the season is too early for female bears to be out of hibernation. The cubs are too young to follow their parents so Mama Bear is still baby-sitting. They saw many Papa Bears basking in the returning sunshine of the northland. Ray Hall was the bush pilot for the party. Tollefson (brother of Mrs Harvey Thompson of Davenport) and Pininell were the guides. The Harrington men returned by plane, and bus. Traveling time by bus from Seattle took more hours than the plane flight out of Alaska." (Citizen: 4-27-1951)

"Louis Schultz Adds Grizzly to Game Trophy Collection."

Louis Schultz left Harrington June 25 (Friday) headed for British Columbia, looking for grizzly bear. The season on these bears closed June 30. Joining forces with William Lucht of Spokane (brother of Chris Lucht) in the Natal section of the Crows Nest, and with Gordon Eftoda as guide, these hunters sought their game. They found the grizzly bear on a 'slide' at a range of about 200 yards. Louie bagged his , a good sized animal about 6 ½ feet. He also killed a big black bear, the hide of which he secured for Mrs Fred Stenzel, to fulfill a promise, and she plans to have the hide made into a rug. The grizzly, as well as other bear, are very thin, Louis says, and probably weighed 300 pounds but would weigh 500 pounds in the fall. Rains were melting the snow fast up there and the rivers were full of rushing water. Louis brought home the hide and head of his grizzly and the head will be added to his collection of wild-life trophies. Louis returned home last week Thursday evening, July 1. Louie has bagged game from the rugged wilds of Alaska and Canada to the jungles of Africa." (Citizen: 7-09-1954)

"Schultz Adds Polar Bear to Room of 47 Trophies With Four Other Bear."

Louis Schultz, an avid hunter who has bagged big game in the thick of African jungles, has now added to his 'zoo-like' recreation room a trophy from the frigid north-top of the world-an ii-foot polar bear, shot on the ice cap just off Pt Barrow, Alaska. From Louie's log of events on this recent trip, he provides the Citizen with the following story: 'I went from Spokane by NW airlines to Seattle March 30th, thence by Pan-American Airlines the same day to Fairbanks, Alaska. I remained there over Monday to get an Alaskan hunting license. April 1, via the Wein Airline, I flew to Pt. Barrow and arrived there the same day at 11 a.m. This airline makes three trips a week to Barrow. The temperature was ten below zero at Pt. Barrow. Mr Gregory met me at the air port and took me to the village. The bush pilots had the planes warmed up so we left immediately for a flight out over the polar ice cap (about 1:30 p.m.). We saw three polar bear, within an hour of flying. Mr William Neimi, partner of Eddy Bour (the firm manufactures down clothing and sleeping bags) and Mr Tony Sulak both from Seattle were there. They had the 7-day period before I arrived. They had the misfortune of having a plane break through the ice near a lead, or open water. The pilot and plane went down. Mr Sulak was rescued by Mr Gregory and Mr Neimi who were already down on better ice. Mr Sulak lost all his expensive picture equipment and a rifle. He was in ice water for 20 minutes (8 minutes is the longest any one ever survived in water of this temperature). This happened on Friday, March 28 and I arrived there April 1. Mr Sulak who was in bad shape was in a native hospital. Niemi, in helping pull wet clothes off Sulak, froze his right hand and the hand was bandaged, but otherwise he could get around. Just what caused the accident no one will ever know. As in coming down for the landing, the plane swerved toward the open lead and thin ice, and broke through. It is a miracle the man is alive-thanks no doubt to the insulated underwear he was wearing which held trapped air and also kept water away from his body. I made four trips out over the ice cap, flying about six hours a day and out from Pt. Barrow 80 or 90 miles. All told I saw about 20 bear, several females with yearling cubs. Some 8-foot singles, traveling alone. They are great travelers, never still , always on the lookout for seal along the open leads. The large bear I shot on April 4 was feeding on a dead whale frozen in a pressure ridge. There were four bear feeding; from the signs, they had been having the time of their lives. The average temperature while I was there was 10 degrees below zero; same at noon as in the morning. The sun had no power; the winds about 20 miles, or more, were always from the Northeast. I took some pictures but it was difficult due to the extreme cold. A parka and Eskimo foot wear are a must up there, north of the Brooks range of mountains, for north of these mountains is where the Arctic actually starts. Will Rogers Jr flew to Pt Barrow with other men, no doubt to visit the monument of his father, a few miles south and west of Barrow. They attended a native dance which we also saw that evening before we left Barrow. The hunt over, I was quite happy to have had the good luck of taking the largest polar bear, taken from there in quite some time (so the bush pilots at Barrow told me). I was ready to go south of the Brooks range into a warmer clime. So we left Barrow April 5 (Saturday). Nieme and I went to the airport in a jeep. Sulak was picked up by plane from the hospital. He was still in bad shape. We arrived at Fairbanks in three hours, flying. There the climate is much different from Barrow. The now was almost gone and the people were expecting the annual ice break on the China and Nenanaa any day. There was lots of excitement; everybody but me it seemed was buying $1.00 tickets for the ice break-up'."

"Nieme and Sulak went on from Pt Barrow by PAA, to Seattle."

They had a couple hours layover at Fairbanks and were to arrive in Seattle at 5 the next morning. I had to lay over at Fairbanks. Next day I took the Alaska Airlines to Anchorage, where again I had to lay over until the next day when I flew Pacific Northern to Kodiak where Loryn (my grandson) met me'. 'I spent two days with Loryn and will say he was glad to see me. He introduced me to the Maurice Briggs' who have been in the Postoffice for 20 years, and at one time resided at Harrington. Loryn and I were guests of Mr Briggs at the Rotary Club where we met other fine people. At that meeting the original Alaskan flag, designed and made by Mr Benson, was presented to Rear Admiral Hine of the 17th naval district. This could well be an historical event'. 'After taking pictures of Loryn and the Briggses, I flew PNA to Anchorage, then after a short wait, by NW Airline to Seattle in a few hours. This trip into the Arctic and the hazards while up here will always stand out for me as a trip never to be forgotten.-Louis Schultz'."

"The Citizen quizzed Mr Schultz a bit more about this hunt."

The bear was given the 'rough skin' treatment at the spot; later Eskimo women finished skinning out the head and paws and fleshed it. 'They did a good job', Louie says. The hide was flown from Barrow to Seattle, at a cost of $24. Point Barrow is about 8 miles east of Barrow and is the northernmost point of land on the continent. There is a huge pile of stones that mark the point. About 8 miles southwest from Barrow is the monument for Will Rogers (who was killed in 1935 over the Alaskan expanse of ice). Louie says, after you fly over the Brooks range, northward, there lies a flat expanse, snow-covered this time of year but during July and August a veritable garden with tundra and wild flowers. Come October, the snow and ice covers the area again. Mr Schultz, also a fishing enthusiast tells of lake trout that weigh 36 pounds and plentiful! Caught in the lakes north of the mountains. A weather and radar station is at Barrows. About 500 Eskimos and 50 whites live there. In recent years, herds of moose have been working north and are feeding on the tundra north of the Brooks range. Caribou are increasing in numbers, partly due to the killing off of wolves which prey on these animals. Mr Schultz's bush pilot flew low over the Rogers monument so Louie had a good look at it. 'My but I was glad to get home', says this hunter. 'That northern cold is pretty hard to work in'. Displayed on the walls of Louie's reliquary are 47 trophies (besides the waterfowl) of which 17 were killed in Africa. The new polar bear will join his cousins: two grizzlies shot in British Columbia; a Kodiak bear from Kodiak, Alaska; and a big black bear." (Citizen: 4-18-1958)