St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-12-28
CARVER GETTING BETTER.
An Interesting Experience for the
Newspaper Men.

DIR. Carver's shooting drew quite a
crowd to the Washington rink yester-
day, where the plucky champion rite
shot was banging away at the little
wooden balls, even if both hands were
swollen to twice their natural size. In
the morning there was an accident
which came near crushing DIR. Carver
and breaking his guns. lie shoots
against a heavy bulwark of two-inch
blanks, held in place by big oak scant-
ling. Some q, 900 bullets had cut big
hole i'm one of the scantliug, and all of
n sudden down came the bulwark, the
Scantling having broken in the center.
The heavy timbers came within Few
inches of hitting Carver, whose shoot
ing would have been forever over II he
had been struck. The damage was sC0n
repaired. and the doctor continued his
shoot. He is plunged up pretty badly,
but declares that he will break the co.
600 balls in the allotted time unless he
drops dead. He gained somewhat on
his score yesterday, and O'Clock IN the
afternoon had shot ZOO more than on
the previous day.
There was Il large attendance in the
evening when the local newspaper men
had the gunlifting contest. The crowd
was good-natured one, and when DIR.
Simmer, the celebrated Minneapolis
rifle shoot, wanted TO come i'll and lift
the gun as a newspaper man. he was
grandly guyed. At9 o'clock DIR. Car
yer stopped shooting and announced
that the newspaper men could now go
in and win fame and $50 all
at one shake out of the box. City
Clerk Cornman and Will Wettleson, of
the Tribune, were chosen referees and
timekeeperS, and the fun began. The
rcportcrS who had announced their in
tention of going in to win, listened at
tentively while Mr.. Wettleson read the
rules governing the contest. and an
nounced that the gun, ten-pOund rife,
must be raised into position for at least
five minutes to constitute record. The
reporters then drew lots to SEE who
should raise the gun first.
Ramsdell, of the Tribune, was the
first victim. He "peeled" his coat and
stepped to the front with determined
air. Grasping the rifle i'll his left hand
he began the struggle. Before one
minute was up he anXiousiy inquired:
us one minute up yet"' He struggled
with the gun for two minutes and fifteen
seconds, and then after going through
contortions that would have done credit
10 TIE 'Hullldll llC UlOpptu
and retired from the arena.
Jones. of the Journal, was second on
the Iist. He wore a sweet smile as he
Dicked up the gun, and his blonde beard
glistened brightly as he, in his mind,
thought how he would dispose OF the
$50 prize. He started out well. and by
taking very long aim after raising the
gun to his shoulder, gained consider
able time. He scored . minutes and ~
seconds before becoming affected with
paralysis of the arms and dropping the
rifle,
Woodward. of the Star, felt confident
as he removed his capelet and took up the
gun One minute had passed when he
calculated, in short jerky words: Say
-bovs-this-con fOunded-gun-weigh
about -9O0-pounds." He struggled
with the weapon for two minutes and
twenty-five seconds. and then dropped
it and put on his coat again, with some
outside help.
The thin. white-haired individual who
does the police run" on the GLOBE
came up smiling. Some one kindly re-
moved his hat for him, and he went at it
in 4 way that caused even the most
melancholy man present to smile. At the
close of minute and % seconds the
gun was suddenly lowered. with the
remark: ITS all right, but l prefer to
quit now, before any one gets a chance
to see me have conniption fit"
Bartholomew, of the Tribune, who
has been keeping score and practicing
every day with rife at the rink. picked
up the gun in the prethest manner i'm
aginable. His motions reminded one
of some dreamy poem, until three min
san 10
his movements became jerky and down
came the gun.
Ward, OF the Star, was the last man
on the list, and he probably furnished
as much amusement as anyone. He
started out grandly and kept up steady
motion for about two minutes. A few
seconds later his arms began to wobble
like windmillS, and at $50 he gasped:
ng-to-put-the gun y up
FIVE inutes-or-die -" Scarcely