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THE OUTDOOR WEEK
Edited by Ed Zern
July 09, 1956
In Washington the armed forces are fired upon, in Russia the hunting and fishing sounds fine, and in midtown Manhattan leopards are on the prowl
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July 09, 1956

The Outdoor Week

In Washington the armed forces are fired upon, in Russia the hunting and fishing sounds fine, and in midtown Manhattan leopards are on the prowl

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Four Leopards and a baby elephant wandered about a New York cocktail party last week, an affair staged by Swissair to publicize the fact that, when and if the leopards and 20 young elephants (brought here from India by Swiss Animal Collector Peter Ryhiner via prosaic boat) were sold to European zoos, that airline would do the transporting thereto.

The elephant joined the party by license. The four leopards scrambled out of an inexplicably topless cage. Subsequent events were memorable. Glowed the goateed Ryhiner as he lunged after a free-wheeling leopard, "Largest shipment of elephants since Hannibal crossed the Alps. We brought 20, he had 40."

Ryhiner collared the 20-pound kitten and handed it to a blonde assistant fetchingly attired in shorts but a bit bloody from a series of vain attempts to recage the party-bound cats. The elephant stirred languidly and floored a female guest. "This elephant is a very hairy little elephant," began Mr. Ryhiner, but his colloquy was abbreviated by the entrance of Jayne Mansfield, another blonde and structurally famous even in elephant country.

Someone offered Miss Mansfield a leopard. She declined. Someone else offered the elephant a slice of lime. It declined. "Oh," spoke Miss Mansfield, "it's too sour." She selected a canap� and presented that to the elephant. It eyed the sweetmeat and the large gold ring suspended from a chain around Miss Mansfield's neck. Its trunk fumbled for the ring. "Oh," said Miss Mansfield.

The four leopard kittens are now in Swissair's window on 49th Street. The elephant has departed with a smarting trunk, presumably by air.

WHAT NEXT?

A plump trout cleaned, washed and nestled in a creel full of dewy green grass is a traditional angling picture, but, according to an Air Force major, it is no way to keep a fish fresh. "If you want to arrive home with your trout in perfect condition," explains Major Lawrence Dawson, troop survival training officer at Stead Air Force Base near Reno, Nevada, "do not use green grass in your creel or wash the fish after cleaning. Clean the trout, making sure to remove the gills, and let them dry off. Then put them in dry grass and wrap with paper." Major Dawson stated that troops undergoing survival training in the Sierra Nevada have been able to keep fish for two or three days if they were so packed.

"We have found," he pointed out, "that fish which are washed after cleaning and packed in green grass will spoil in a matter of six or seven hours on a hot day."

FISHERMAN'S CALENDAR

SO—season opened (or opens); SC—season closed (or closes).
C—clear water; D—water dirty or roily; M—water muddy.
N—water at normal height; SH—slightly high; H—high; VH—very high; L—low; R—rising; F—falling.
WT50—water temperature 50�.
FG—fishing good; FF—fishing fair; FP—fishing poor; OVG—outlook very good; OG—outlook good; OF—outlook fair; OP—outlook poor

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