Focusing on Mallards Part VII: Game informants, game police, and the end of the game market

“Be it further enacted by the Authority aforesaid, That the several Towns in the Province shall have Power, and they are hereby directed…to chose and appoint two meet Persons whose Care and Duty it shall be to inform of all Breaches of this Act, and to take Care that the Violaters thereof be duly prosecuted and punished…” (Massachusetts General Court, 1739, p. 688).

Content Warning: This multi-part blog post contains references to hunting, agriculture, and research practices of killing birds and other wildlife. If you decide not to read on, I respect and admire your choice.

Photograph of a Mallard hen standing beside a small backyard pond. She is standing on one of the large, smooth river stones that border the pond. Her eleven ducklings (they're difficult to count, in this photo) had not yet mastered climbing on the stones. Two ducklings have reached a resting point, but the other nine are jammed together, scrambling for purchase, knocking each other aside, and climbing on top of each other as they struggle for footholds.
Photo from the Mallard archive. In this photo, a Mallard hen waits on the stone border of our dragonfly pond as her days-old ducklings scramble out of the water.

[This post picks up where the last left off. For recaps and links to the rest of the series, please visit my Mallard page.]

Dibs on the Deer

Game legislation, in the pre-revolutionary colonies, started with deer.

With deer in Massachusetts. In 1739.

As wave after wave of European immigrants divvied up the Atlantic coast of North America, the political and social habits of aristocracy proved difficult to shake. Colonists may have envisioned a democratic continental future, in which the people (the invading people, that is) owned the continent’s resources, but pre-revolutionary lawmakers hoarded up resources according to Europe’s aristocratic precedent.

In Massachusetts, in 1739, that meant hoarding up the deer.

Photograph of a young white-tailed deer standing under a set of wind chimes that were hanging in a small live-oak tree in our privacy-fenced back yard. The deer was photographed through the browning blooms of Joe Pye Weed, which appear as vague clouds and patches obscuring the foreground. The brown-furred deer has long skinny legs with long black hooves. His small antlers are slightly curved, each antler is a single tine approximately 6–8 inches long, and each antler has a single visible bump along the shaft (bumps that would, in an older stag, branch off into secondary tines). He has prominent white markings around his dark nose, and the fur around his eyes and under his chin is paler than the rest of his body. Here, his stance is tense. He has one back foot raised off the ground; his large ears are angled, one forward and one backward, for situational awareness; and his eyes are opened wide. His white sclera, (the "whites of his eyes") are not visible, but the rings of lighter fur around his eyes mimic scleral flashes, making his expression appear anxious. A pair of plastic pink yard flamingos are leaning against the tree's trunk, and, in the background, a dense stand of ginger lilies are beginning to droop as their blooming season comes to a close. The yard is mown short, and the grass is patchy with weeds.
A few years ago, this spike-antlered white-tailed deer trapped himself in our cul-de-sac during rut season. I blogged about him here. Today, nearly three centuries after Massachusetts’s 1739 legislation, white-tailed deer in the US are monitored year-round and harvest limits are fine-tuned, in some states, on a herd-by-herd basis.

The wordily convoluted law quoted as an opening epigraph, above, was filed as “An act in addition to an act entitled, An act for the better preservation and increase of deer within this Province”.1 The new-and-improved 1739 edition aimed to halt the decline of deer populations by reinforcing seasonal hunting restrictions: “Whereas the penalties already provided in and by an act pass’d in the tenth year of the reign of King William the Third…have proved ineffectual to answer the good ends in said Act proposed…” (Massachusetts General Court, 1739, p. 687).

Starting on December 10th of 1739, deer were off the hunting menu. Deer season would reopen on August 1st, 1740, and the schedule would repeat indefinitely. From August 2nd to December 9th, annually, the citizens of Massachusetts could enjoy late autumn/early winter’s open season on deer. But during the rest of the year, deer meat and deer hides were forbidden harvests. Anyone caught with fresh meat or hides (or said to be in possession of such, by any two informants) would be prosecuted.

To enforce this seasonal hunting ban, the revised act required each town to appoint two official informants to monitor and prosecute (persecute?) deer hunters, with expansion of the informant network written into the statute: “…appoint one or two meet persons in every such new plantation wherein ten or more families are settled, to inform against and prosecute the Violaters of this Act” (p. 688).

Should any of the appointed informants decline the position, and/or decline to swear the informant’s oath, anyone could sue them for the sum of £5 (p. 688). (According to an online conversion calculator, that’s a fine roughly equivalent to $1500, in 2026 US dollars.) As the statute does not specify a one-time fine, I envision a line of friends and coworkers demanding payment from some poor soul who slept through the meeting, didn’t know they had been nominated and elected, and couldn’t bring themselves to sign on as an informant.

Oaths aside, informants generated their own wages. Anyone convicted2 of killing the king’s province’s deer owed £10 per deer, divided between the informant and “His Majesty for the Support of this Government” (p. 687). When a convicted hunter couldn’t pay the fine, they faced jail for 30 days or forced labor for two months.

All of this means that Massachusetts’s 1739 deer informants had the statutory power to persecute (prosecute) deer hunters. To drive the colony’s deer hunters first into poverty and then into slavery.

Aside: The Robin Hood Perspective

I grew up on a steady diet of Robin Hood.3 As a fan of the trope, all of this 1739 fuss about the king’s deer resonates.

Photograph of a white-tailed deer that has just crossed a well-tended path in Back Bay Wildlife Refuge, in Virginia Beach, VA. The deer's coat is reddish-brown, lightening to pale tan under her abdomen and chin. (I assume she is a doe, as she has no antlers. Such assumptions are not always correct.) Her body language— erect tail, backward focused ears, and quick stride—indicate alertness. The photo's foreground and background are the deep brown and orange tones of winter dormancy, thick with tall grasses (including seagrasses) and winter-bare shrubs.
As a side-effect of spending most of my years in the southeastern US, my memory-file for “deer” is filled with white-tailed deer. So is my memory-montage of all the various Sherwood Forests I visited, in my childhood reading. Actual deer, in Sherwood Forest, are both larger and smaller than North America’s white-tailed deer.

I have lingering nostalgia for Robin McKinley’s reluctant hero in The Outlaws of Sherwood:

There had been outlaws around Nottingham and in Sherwood before, but this sounded like something new—outlaws who believed in king and country, and good English law; who merely rebelled against the heavy hand of tyranny (1988, Chapter Four, para. 15).

And for Peter Beagle’s gruff anti-Marian in The Last Unicorn:

Close by a familiar voice said, ‘Leaving us so early, magician? The men will be sorry they missed you.’ He turned and saw Molly Grue leaning against a tree. Dress and dirty hair tattered alike, bare feet bleeding and beslimed, she gave him a bat’s grin. ‘Surprise,’ she said. ‘It’s Maid Marian.’ (1968, p. 82)

Awash in Robin Hood, I’m pre-disposed to favor pure-hearted bandits living in the woods. To expect corruption among government officials charged with imprisoning and enslaving the pure-hearted bandits. Reverse tropes, in which bandits are greedy and officials pure-hearted, simply don’t resonate. I can’t recall any among my best-loved childhood books.

Robin Hood taught me skepticism for a system in which police generate their own salaries through imposing fines and confiscating property. Especially when the system polices those who have less power, less security, and less food.4

My skepticism will be apparent throughout this installment. It’s likely apparent in everything I write and everything I do.

This is the strength of fairy tales and myths and legends. Here in my middle years, all these many Robin Hoods float on the surface of my memories, jostling and reinforcing each other. Resonating.

As with my previous installment, caveat lector.

Photograph showing five downy Mallard ducklings swimming in our small dragonfly pond in the spring of 2024. One duckling has its head tipped sideways, one eye turned to the sky in response to an alarm call from its mother (who was standing just to one side, out-of-frame, when this photo was taken).
At what stage do Mallards become aware that humans are their most voracious predators? Looking skyward, for airborne predators, was an early lesson for this particular brood of ducklings. But they trusted me enough to allow these photos.

Policing the Hunt in the 1800s

Skipping ahead to the post-revolutionary colonies, game legislations gained popularity and momentum throughout the 1800s.5 As game legislation ballooned into a regulatory industry, bureaucratic vacuum energy organized into committees, commissions, and agencies. Various departments staked claims in wildlife as a regulated resource: game and fisheries departments, of course, but also agriculture, public lands, education, and commerce.

Wrangling with ways to police and enforce game laws, legislatures were forced to wrangle, also, with funding. So many interests. So much legislation.

A faded black-and-white photograph of a group of children gathered in an outdoor setting front of what appears to be a tent. A chaperone in a long skirt and pale blouse stands with the children. The eight children are wearing clothes of various functional styles, including knee-length skirts, pants of full-length and knee-length, and shirts with full-length sleeves. Many are wearing coats and all are wearing work-style boots. One child, in the front row, has a more formal-appearing outfit, including a white shirt with dark pants and a dark coat fastened at a single point across the torso. The bare ground and thin evergreen trees (background), with a smudge of what appears to be winter-bare trees in the farthest background, suggests cold weather. The photo is torn in places, with yellow-tinged tape marks across the tears and along the edges.
How do any of us learn about the world, about dangers above and ahead? I’ve imagined a story in which this poorly-preserved photo from the family archive shows a school group in front of a makeshift tent-classroom, and in which these children have been freed from their chores for a few hours. I’ve imagined a background of poverty, or something much like it, for these children and their families. Perhaps I’ve imagined too much? Or too little? The nearest certainties I have are the setting (most likely somewhere between Ohio and Nebraska) and the timeframe (c. 1880—1900).

“In many States it has been found well-nigh impossible to secure legislation providing for the appropriation of money, no matter how little, for the preservation of game. The sentiment to which this condition is due still prevails in a large part of this country, particularly in the South. The creation of new offices, with salaries attached, is regarded with great jealousy and disfavor”6 (Williams, 1907, p. 34).

A grainy, blurred, and very faded black-and-white image of a pair of houses in a snowy setting. The houses are situation far back from the camera across a snowy field. They are encircled by a split-rail fence and winter-bare trees with snow-laden branches. The closest house appears to be somewhere between two and four rooms, with a prominent chimney in the center of the steeply peaked roof. The background house looks to have more rooms, with perhaps an addition-style room on one side. With written histories back to the 1860s, we know that the family lived as a multi-generational unit: a Civil War veteran patriarch (volunteer Ohio cavalry), his son and daughter-in-law, and their eventual six children (the youngest of which was my grandmother).
Photo from the family archive. This is one of the ancestral homes, photographed in 1892. The record isn’t clear about this property, whether it was in Ohio, Illinois, Iowa, Nebraska, or some other state less prominent in the family lore. Wherever it was, it looks fairly idyllic for a young husband and wife starting a family. Even so, it didn’t last long. By 1901, they were settled in Limestone County, Alabama, where they would live out the rest of their years.

Non-random examples: Incentivizing informants on both coasts

In funding game police, early statutes in California and Virginia resorted to borrowing (unknowingly?) from Massachusetts’s 1739 system. They legislated kickbacks for informants.7

In 1841, Virginia paid informants a half-share of fines collected from non-residents caught hunting waterfowl below the head of the tidewater (General Assembly of Virginia, 1841, pp. 88–89). As each fine was $100, informers could expect a payout of $50 per prosecution—a purchasing power of somewhere around $2000 in today’s (2026) economy.

Motion-blurred photograph of a small Bufflehead duck flying along a narrow channel of water. The duck is captured mid-flap, wing tips nearly touching the water. The water is murky green, mid-channel, and reflects winter-pale stands of grasses along the edge.
Virginia’s rich waterways, particularly below the tidewater (technically, the farthest extent of waters that change height and/or volume as the tide moves in and out), are havens for waterfowl.

About a decade later, in 1852, California informants were eligible for half-shares of fines. California fines were lower ($50) but were not limited to prosecuting non-residents (California Legislature, 1852, p. 134). The 1852 statute protected quail, mallards, and wood ducks and shut down the game markets for these birds during closed seasons. This statute put market hunters and market peddlers under extra surveillance. Informants didn’t need to slog out into the wild, to catch hunters in the act of shooting or collecting birds. They could simply stay in town and wait for sellers to open shop.

Who could resist the lure of an informant payday equivalent to $1000 or $2000, in today’s money?

My faith in humanity feels that almost everyone would resist such a lure, if their starving neighbors resorted to shooting mallards. My skepticism argues otherwise.

Sepia-toned photo series from the family archive, probably dating to the late 1910s or early 1920s. The photographer cleverly overlapped four images onto a single print. Each of the four images shows three men posing with a horse-drawn buggy. In two images, the men are seated in the buggy. In one image, the men are lounging in a row beside the buggy and one man has thrown his leg across the legs of the other two. In the final image, the men are standing together, two holding and pointing to the man in the middle, as if accosting him, and all three are laughing. In each image, one man is wearing a full suit of some middle-tone color, including a tie, vest, and jacket, over a white shirt; one man is wearing mid-toned pants, a white shirt, and suspenders; and the third man is wearing mid-toned pants, a white shirt, and a tie. The buggy has four delicate-looking long-spoked wheels, tufted upholstery, and a folded-back convertible cover. The horse is tall and rangy and is standing still in its harness and bridle. (The bridle looks tight, to me, and the horse's elevated head posture suggests the presence of a tight check rein.)
The leisure apparent in this quadruple-exposure image from the family archive (c. 1920?), along with the camaraderie, puts me in a familiar double-bind. I’m grateful that the image exists, and I’m aware of the flawed power distributions (past and present) that went into its creation and preservation. Would these men have chosen to profit from informing on their neighbors? Or would they have fed their neighbors? Whatever choices they made, over the courses of their lives, I expect they justified those choices from the various rhetorics of their various times. It’s the entire ongoing problem, over and over again.

Aside: About those debtors’ prisons

“The only punishment authorized under many of the older game statutes was a fine, and if the defendant was impecunious he escaped punishment altogether. A very considerable portion of offenders against the game laws are of this class, and experience has demonstrated that to secure obedience the alternative corrective, imprisonment, must be allowed; otherwise many violations go unpunished” (Williams, 1907, p. 74).

That quotation comes from a 1907 bulletin written by a member of the US Department of Agriculture’s Biologic Survey. My current self sees the cruelty in this logic—the cruelty and wickedness of debtors’ prisons. But as a young adult, despite all my Robin Hood reading and my own family’s orbital decay, I lacked such perspective. Young-adult-me would have nodded her agreement on the question of punishment.

On matters of the carrot vs. the stick, I had been raised by the stick and believed in the effectiveness of sticks. I had no personal experience with carrots.

Scanned image of a color slide from the family archive. Shown here, a group of domestic white ducks are climbing a fenced wooden switch-back ramp up the side of a wooden building. The ramp leads to a blue plastic slide that drops into a pond. One duck has just come off the slide, wings extended, and is splashing into the pond.
The ducks-on-a-slide show at Opryland was one of my favorite spectacles, during our annual summertime pilgrimages. While I want to claim that the ducks didn’t mind the slide, the hesitant traffic on the ramp argues otherwise.

Which cycles back, again, to resonances. In all of this reading through legislative and legal literatures from the late 1800s and early 1900s, I keep finding echoes of my own youthful voice. Perhaps such resonance is part of my perseveration.

Perhaps I keep reading because the resonance keeps ringing, calling me deeper and further into this particular branch of the Mallard Mine.

Perhaps I’m hoping that the metaphor will hold up. That the legislative and legal literatures of the US will grow to understand, as I have, the wisdom of carrots and the anxious futility of sticks. Perhaps I’m hoping that US policy will mature into a reality in which feeding hungry Mallard hunters is more productive than jailing them. In which feeding hungry families is preferable, on every level, to fining them, confiscating their belongings, and selling off their property for the enrichment of government-appointed police.

Which brings me to Maryland’s Board of Special Police, legislated into existence in 1880 for the express purpose of protecting waterfowl.

The Ducking Police

“The said Board of Special Police and its deputies shall have power to arrest, with or without warrant, upon their own view, or upon credible information, all persons violating any provisions of said original act, or any of its supplements, and to carry such person or persons before any justice of the peace…”. (Maryland General Assembly, 1880, p. 159)

The said Board of Special Police, later dubbed the Ducking Police, protected waterfowl on the Susquehanna Flats and on the waters of the Chesapeake Bay north of the Turkey Point lighthouse. (North, also, of a vaguely defined point 1/2 mile north of Spesutia Island.)

Maryland placed a notable statutory check on members of the Ducking Police—each appointee was required to register a bond with the clerk of their respective Circuit Court. The Ducking Police swore to be faithful to their duties, under threat of a $1000 penalty. (This penalty would run somewhere in the range of $30,000 worth of purchasing power, in today’s economy.) The statute required appointees to provide proof, to the clerks of their Court, that they could pay such a penalty (Maryland General Assembly, 1880, p. 160). Written as a rein on corruption, the most immediate effect of this requirement was to limit the recruitment pool to hunters wealthy enough, already, to post such a bond.

In payment for their faithful service, members of the Ducking Police shared an end-of-the-year jackpot made up of license fees collected from residents registering to hunt in Cecil and Harford counties, including boat licensing fees, and of fines collected from prosecutions.

Photo from the Mallard archive, 2025. Shown here, a female Mallard perches on the stone border of our small backyard dragonfly pond. Her eleven ducklings have climbed out of the water behind her. Most of the ducklings are searching for a resting spot on the rocks, while some have already settled in and are grooming their down in preparation for an after-swim nap.
What are the chances that Mallards were a species of emphasis, for the Ducking Police? Logic argues they must have been, given their prominence in North American waterfowl hunting, but numerous other species were and are common on the Susquehanna flats.

In 1880, the fledgling Ducking Police had a single assignment: arrest anyone caught with ducks in their possession during the close season (April 1–October 31). Being caught with a duck during close season was “prima facie” evidence of a violation (Maryland General Assembly, 1880, p. 160). Courts were given wide discretion regarding fines, which could range anywhere between $5 and $100, and the collected fines went straight into the Ducking Police jackpot.

What are the chances that this system was immune to corruption?

The jackpot grew sweeter over time. By 1888, fines of $50–100 could be imposed for hunting at night, hunting during close season (April 1–October 31), shooting from a boat within 1/4 mile of shore, using a “big gun” (one that couldn’t be fired from the shoulder), or hunting from an unlicensed sneak boat or sink box (these $50–100 fines for unlicensed watercraft functioned as instant kickbacks, and collected fines were immediately distributed: 1/2 to the arresting officer and 1/2 to the attesting informers) (Maryland General Assembly, 1888, pp. 1382–1384).

Even bigger bonuses came with catching harvest thieves, who were subject to confiscation of their hunting equipment. Pick up some other hunter’s bird, lose your boat and guns and ammo to the Ducking Police. All proceeds from the sale of confiscated equipment went to the arresting officer. (Maryland General Assembly, 1888, pp. 1382–1384)

By 1916, fines had grown to $100–500, and new revenue streams came from regulations around engine exhausts and noise. Confiscations increased, as well, with property seizure rolled into almost every arrest. Proceeds from sales of confiscated equipment were divided between the informers and the arresting officers, though 1/2 of the proceeds from a small subset of these sales went into the county school funds. (Maryland General Assembly, 1916, pp. 1525–1536)

Sepia-toned photograph of a toddler in a delicately stitched white dress, standing next to an alert, mid-sized dog. The toddler's short hair is combed to one side, and their white-stockinged feet are clad in very fluffy white-furred shoes. A thick-woven rug or tapestry is draped over a support, which the toddler is leaning against, and runs across the floor. The dog is lying down, head up and looking at the camera. The dog has button ears and short-ish legs, a thick medium-length coat, and enough gray around the muzzle to suggest aging. I would guess the dog's lineage to be a terrier-type mixed with a herding-type.
One of the few children in the family archive with a name: Steele Hamilton. I don’t know how or why this child, with such furry shoes and such an appealing dog, landed in the family archive. I hope those shoes and that good dog indicate a happy childhood and well-funded schools.

Maryland’s 1916 legislations coincided with an era of federal takeover, as far as migratory waterfowl were concerned. While this federal intervention may have had little or no bearing on changes within the Board of Ducking Police, there’s notable timeline overlap. By 1920, the federal takeover was all-but complete, and by 1927 the Ducking Police jackpot had dwindled to a fixed stipend of $400 per hunting season (Maryland General Assembly, 1927, p. 612).

Finally, in 1941, Maryland dissolved the Board of Ducking Police (Maryland General Assembly, 1941, p. 326).

No more game informants

I can’t pinpoint an accurate timeframe for the end of regulatory informant-policing of game. Nonetheless, the practice did end. At least, statutorily.

But the eventual demise of informant-policing (of game) in the US is a mixed-bag sort of win:

“It was never a success in this country, most men preferring to see the laws violated rather than appear as prosecuting witnesses against their fellow-citizens. Aside from sentiment, such a course was often hazardous to the property and even the life of an informer” (Williams, 1907, p. 75).

So informing was both ethically objectionable and potentially hazardous.

I wanted to spend at least one paragraph unpacking my thoughts, here, but each attempt circled and contradicted and wheezed off into a muddy muddle. Which is a fairly accurate depiction of my self-growth process. I circle and contradict and wheeze around in the mud for unpredictable periods of time, searching for clarity. Sometimes I write poems in the mud. (Poetry is a blurry lens, anyway.) Given the depth of the mud, in this particular pond, I’ll be here a while.

Dabbling.

Photograph of a pair of Mallards on a wind-rumpled pond. The female Mallard is almost fully upright in the water, stretching her wings, while the male Mallard is partly submerged, captured as he surfaced from a down-turned bit of dabbling.
Mallards are dabblers, not divers. They muddle about in shallow waters, foraging in sediments without ever committing to a fully submerged dive for food. The distinction is literal, among ducks, and conveniently metaphorical for poets and writers.

In the meantime, I’ll circle back to the 1880s. Where court cases document the final years of the meat-and-feathers markets.

Driving the markets underground: One toe over the (commerce) line

The subtext of game legislations, in the mid- and late-1800s, was the ongoing power struggle between market hunters and sport hunters. (See the previous post, Part VI, for an overview of the market vs. sport dynamic.) From the start, sport hunters held a decisive advantage—access to legislative power.

Sepia-toned studio photograph of a man and woman, photographed in Nashville, TN, probably during the decades around 1900. The man is seated on something resembling a church pew, and the woman is standing behind him. Both have stern, unsmiling expressions. Both appear to be middle-aged: the man's thick eyebrows are fading to gray and the woman's face is slightly lined. The man is wearing a dark suit over a white shirt, with a prominently visible pocket watch chain. The woman is wearing a mid-toned full-length dress with velvet-appearing cuffs and buttons. She has a shiny neckpiece that covers her entire neck, chin to collar, as well as a tall, heavy-seeming hat that matches the velvet-type trim on her dress. The belt of her dress is cinched tight, suggesting a corset underneath. The  background/backdrop is a mixture of wood with carved, inset panels and a woven tapestry-type curtain.
This stern duo, photographed in Nashville, TN, live in an ambiguous place in the family archive. I don’t know who they are, or how they were connected to my ancestors, or even the exact branch of ancestry. All I know is that they look intimidating. I expect they had access to the levers of power.

Often men of wealth and leisure, sport hunters in and around state legislatures lobbied for game regulations that hindered market hunters. Folding their arguments into early frameworks for wildlife conservation, sport hunters pointed to rapid species declines that were evident across the North American continent.

Rapid declines in game species affected market hunters, too, forcing them farther and farther afield to practice their profession. Farther, in this case, meant across state lines. Which meant interstate commerce. Which proved to be the decisive legislative lever.

These quail aren’t in Kansas anymore: Chicago, 1880

On January 14, 1880, a Chicago merchant named James Magner purchased a box of quail (144 birds) from a seller on South Water Street. Magner ran a game market at 76 Adams Street and had at least two more boxes of quail already in stock, including birds imported from Kansas in December and purchased direct (in Leavenworth, Kansas) on January 10th.

On January 15th, Magner sold at least one unopened box (144 birds) and somewhere between 60 and 100 birds out of his opened-box stock. (I had trouble following the totals, because math, but the totals weren’t the crime. The date was the crime.)

After a court in Cook County convicted Magner of close-season quail possession, he appealed to the circuit court. And, after the circuit court upheld the conviction, Magner appealed to the Illinois State Supreme Court, which is where the record is most visible today: James Magner v. The People of the State of Illinois. Filed at Ottawa February 3, 1881.

Illinois’s updated game statutes (1879) set a January 1–October 1 close season for quail and grouse. Close season for hunting; close season for buying and selling. In other words, in 1879, Illinois shut down quail markets—from January to October, no one could buy or sell quail in Illinois. No one could have quail in their possession.

Magner and other game merchants would have felt the financial sting, set to lose about $200,000 per year if the game market closed altogether (p. 326). (Keeping up my habit of translating these numbers into today’s money, that’s more than $6 million ($6M) in 2026 purchasing power.)

Magner’s state-level appeal, destined for failure, rested on two arguments:

  1. “It seems absurd to hold that the inhibition against the purchase and sale of game imported from the State of New York or Kansas is a protection to the game of this State” (Magner v. The People, 1881, p. 326), and
  2. the act “…is in violation of that provision of the constitution of the United States which confers upon Congress the power to regulate commerce among the several States” (Magner v. The People, 1881, p. 327).

In ruling for the State, the court countered Magner’s first argument with prevention logic: “…we think it obvious that the prohibition of all possession and sales of such wild fowls or birds during the prohibited seasons would tend to their protection, in excluding the opportunity for the evasion of such law by clandestinely taking them, when secretly killed or captured here, beyond the State and afterwards bringing them into the State for sale, or by other subterfuges and evasions” (Magner v. The People, 1881, p. 331).

The court’s counter for Magner’s interstate commerce argument followed a complex legal thread anchored in England. The thread starts with a reference to Sir William Blackstone’s Commentaries on the Laws of England and winds through precedents in Massachusetts, Indiana, New York, and Vermont, to establish a foundation of State ownership of game (pp. 333–334):

“Stated in other language, to hunt and kill game, is a boon or privilege granted, either expressly or impliedly, by the sovereign authority—not a right inhering in each individual; and, consequently, nothing is taken away from the individual when he is denied the privilege, at stated seasons, of hunting and killing game. It is, perhaps, accurate to say that the ownership of the sovereign authority is in trust for all the people of the State, and hence, by implication, it is the duty of the legislature to enact such laws as will best preserve the subject of the trust and secure its beneficial use, in the future, to the people of the State. But in any view, the question of individual enjoyment is one of public policy, and not of private right” (p. 334).

From there the court’s thready argument knots tight on Welton v. State of Missouri, an 1876 U.S. Supreme Court case about license taxes for vendors in Missouri, which noted, “The fact that Congress has not seen fit to prescribe any specific rules to govern inter-State commerce does not affect the question. Its inaction on this subject, when considered with reference to its legislation with respect to foreign commerce, is equivalent to a declaration that inter-State commerce shall be free and untrammelled” (p. 282). In other words, the federal government might have constitutional authority over interstate commerce, but, since Congress had never acted on that authority, the default status of non-regulated interstate commerce applied.

The thread spools on, turning new knots at case law involving steamboats, fuel mixtures, and suppression of liquor markets. Hitched, at last, to this handful of unstable rulings, the opinion in Magner v. The People states, “There can not be a constitutional right to transport property which can not legally be brought into existence” (p. 336).

Mic drop? No such thing, in legal literature…

The smoldering net (these quail were most likely netted, so there aren’t any smoking guns) was stashed in Kansas law. Magner’s quail weren’t legally harvested, in the first place. As products of illegal hunting, they never fit the definition of “commerce”. They were illegal goods in Kansas, shipped and transported illegally into Illinois.

After citing all that case law, the entire thread of logic was irrelevant. None of the stickier arguments around commerce even applied, because the birds weren’t commerce.

What they actually were, if they weren’t commerce, isn’t specified. This becomes important in later case law, though, for the case at hand, the important point was settled. The quail weren’t commerce, the interstate commerce clause wasn’t relevant, and Magner needed to pay his fines.

Chicago’s game markets had been put on notice. So had all of the other game markets, in all of the other states.

Photograph from spring, 2025, of a female Mallard with her brood of days-old ducklings. Here, the female is standing on the stone border of our dragonfly pond, preening her feathers. Five of her ducklings are visible in this photo, four gathered on the stones in front of her, getting ready to sleep, and one hunkered close to her, also ready to sleep.
These Mallards, photographed in 2025, know nothing of game hunters and game markets. Even so, that doesn’t equate to safety. The hours they spent in our little dragonfly pond were likely the safest hours of their lives.

To be continued…

The next post (or two or three) will get deeper into the final era of game markets, complete with game smugglers. Also, federal interventions and the beginnings of the North American model of wildlife conservation.


Notes

1. In quoting this act, I edited for readability. If you follow the link to the online copy of the text, you’ll find an elaborate collage of fonts and special characters. I tried, initially, a more faithful reproduction, but it made my eyes ache. Here’s an example:

WHEREAS the Penalties already provided in and by an Act paſs’d in the Tenth Year of the Reign of King WILLIAM the Third, entitled, An Act for the better Preſervation and Increaſe of Deer within this Proviǹce, have proved ineffectual to anſwer the good Ends in ſaid Act propoſed…”.

My eyes, not to mention my OCD brain, doth protest.

Mostly italics, salted with capitals, peppered with the archaic long s (that’s the one that looks like an f: “ſ”), and spiced with an un-reproducible (with my limited tech skills) c–t ligature—it’s just too much.

Even so, I felt a twinge of regret, reducing the recipe to blog blandness. And a tiny urge to write a time-travel story about an 18th century typesetter who finds fame, in 2025, as a font programmer. Because my OCD, which was part of my reason for editing in the first place, is still fuming that I couldn’t find a way to include that dratted c–t ligature in this footnote. (Click here to return to your regularly scheduled paragraph.)

2. Acceptable proof of guilt included being caught with deer, with meat from deer, or with fresh hides. For offenders who off-loaded carcasses and hides before getting caught, testimony from two credible witnesses regarding two separate events within the last two months would suffice. All of these pairings, in this statute, make my OCD itch—two informants per town or settlement, two witnesses testifying to two infractions over a two month period…it’s at least two twos too many. (Click here to return to your regularly scheduled paragraph.)

3. Robin Hood tropes breach the barriers between history and fiction. Between the reference section and the fantasy shelves. That’s part of why I indulge in this kind of aside. When these entities come into conversation with each other, the result is often chaos. But sometimes, every so often, radiant patterns emerge. A signal in the blog noise that makes writing and reading blogs worthwhile. (Click here to return to your regularly scheduled paragraph.)

4. My personal definition of power, of privilege, is the ability to live in predictably benign surroundings. To wake, most mornings, expecting another ordinary day. Another ordinary meal. Another set of ordinary tasks. Living in predictably benign surroundings equates to impact resistance. To rotational inertia. To a daily expectation that the world will spin on, benignly. Even under stress conditions, the world spins on. Benignly. The force required to perturb the system into non-benign behavior is roughly proportional to the power and privilege at hand. (Click here to return to your regularly scheduled paragraph.)

5. My excavations in the various state literatures reveal a tempting timeline pattern. During this period of time, game legislations spread in rates reminiscent of epidemiology. Almost as if certain pieces of legislation, such as outlawing punt guns or requiring non-resident hunters to pay for licenses, were a kind of contagion. This epidemic characteristic of legislations in the unsettled era of pre- and post-civil war times has likely been noted and thoroughly explored by scholars of law. (?) Or maybe my education gave me an epidemiology hammer, so every nuance I observe takes the shape of a nail. (Click here to return to your regularly scheduled paragraph.)

6. I want to acknowledge a glaring omission in my Mallard timeline—the entirety of the US Civil War. The Mallard story passes through the Civil War, of course, but I am not the right person to tell that part of history. I am not equipped to avoid all of the pitfalls and wrong turns in the Confederate branches of the Mallard mine. To be a reliable narrator surrounded by unreliable texts. Instead, I’m taking a coward’s deliberate leap over those years. Even so, lingering divisions between northern and southern states rise up throughout the legislative literatures of post-Civil War years. Such as in the excerpt that prompted this footnote. I’m including some of the indicators of ongoing division, in this series, in case some better-suited writer should wish to pick up those threads and go where I dared not. (Click here to return to your regularly scheduled paragraph.)

7. My aversion to such incentives was not shared by the US Department of Agriculture’s Biological Survey. At least, not in 1907. Thus the following: “In 1858 the example of Maine was followed in New Hampshire by the passage of a law authorizing the selectmen or municipal authorities to appoint fish wardens. The compensation of these officers consisted of one-half of the fines resulting from prosecutions instituted by them, an incentive to vigilance still employed in many states” (Williams, p. 12).

That said, the writer later criticized states that paid officers’ solely through incentives: “The meager compensation resulting from the percentage of fines secured sometimes allowed deputy wardens is hardly sufficient to enlist the services of active men…” (Williams, p. 26).

And even later: “In the early history of the movement for game protection the only provision considered feasible for payment of officers charged with the duty of enforcing game laws was an allowance of whole or part of the fines. A system maintained on such an unsatisfactory and unstable basis, however, accomplished almost nothing, and the advocates of better protection set about to devise a more satisfactory means” (Williams, p. 24). (Click here to return to your regularly scheduled paragraph.)

Bonus Earworm: If you are of a certain generation, you already have a song stuck in your head after reading the final section of this post. If you are younger and haven’t encountered this particular earworm, here’s the YouTube link for Brewer & Shipley’s “One Toke Over the Line”.


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