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LTHOUGH the formal photographic contests have been ended, it is the intention of the Editors, bearing in mind that many readers have been attracted to the magazine by their love of photography, to publish as often as may be, examples of fine amateur work with the camera. Last month there was the little series of views taken at Santa Cruz by Captain F. L. Clarke, in which, by use of the Ray Filter, he arrived at an amount of detail hard to get without some such device. He showed, too, how great a variety of picturesque subjects could be had within a very small compass in that noted watering-place, which moved him to verse as well as to photographic activity. This time we present the work of Mr.

Joseph N. Le Conte, an amateur widely known for his Yosemite and High Sierra photographs, treating a subject new to him and exceedingly difficult, the redwood forests. These views also show how much the camera may do in prolonging the pleasure of an outing trip; for they were taken on a two-day excursion to Guerneville, in the footprints of the Bohemian Club. There the Russian River has been dammed near the Bohemian Grove, so that slack water, deep and wide enough for comfortable rowing, extends up the river three or four miles, to the town of Guerneville. The day on which the first three of the pictures were taken was overcast, and this, with the dense shadow of the trees themselves, required

show in the distance, and the place bears many traces of its joyous summer visitors.

The second is the landing on the river nearest the grove, at the lower end of "Lake Bohemia," as it is called.

The third is taken from the platform where the Bohemians leave the cars.

The fourth is in another grove, about three miles north of Guerneville, and even more attractive to the forest-lover, as being in its wild state. There are no worn pathways, and no evidences of human occupation in the form of tin cans and broken bottles mar the beauty of the foregrounds. The trees, too, are quite as fine, and the feeling of being in a great temple grows on even a careless mind.

After all, there is something incongruous in the combination of "high and low jinks," and the solemn depths of a redwood forest, pillared by the great trunks, three

hundred feet high, and arched in the stern Gothic style, with wonderful traceries of tender light on the feathery foliage. The Bohemian crowd may forget these things in their gay fellowship, but no small party can. Yet the small party of congenial friends, and it need be no larger than two, can get a charm and an enjoyment out of a trip to the Guerneville redwoods that the Bohemians miss; and a camera will add much to the pleasure.

Here, too, is the place to announce the results of the Sixth Competition.

The first prize goes to No. 86, by L. E. Dickens, "Daddy Has Gone to the War."

No. 95, Miss Ella E. Noble's pretty study of cats, takes the second honors; and the third is No. 88, E. M. Bixby's "Drying Sails After Rain."

Honorable mention should be made of Miss Wilson's "Sister Bianca."