The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-03-11
CLEVER MARKSMEN
What Some Hunters Can Do with
Their Rifles.

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Their Rifles.
Clifton CPa) Correspondent Ne,e York Tribune
A stranger doesn't have to remain in this
hunting region very long before the natives
tell him some interesting stories about
shooting. Over in the Beech Woods live
two hardy brothers who may be called
james and Charles. Both are capital
hunters and marksmen, but Charles, the
younger, occasionally loses his nerve when
he sees a deer bounding along a runway,
The consequence is that he often misses O
fine bit of game, where if he had kept con-
troll Of himself aud mastered the "buck
fever he would have brought the deer to
its knees and secured it. James never gets
excited on hunt, and the fact that Charles
frequently does has been a source of great
annoyance to his older brother, who has
tried in various ways to cure
Charles Of his nervousness when game
comes in sight. Early in December
James told Charles that he was
going to give him chance to redeem him.
self in the woods So they went down
into the edge of Carbon county after deer,
Charles promising to brace up and not get
all of a tremble if he should happen to get
a shot at fine buck OF doe. When they
reached the hunting grounds James gave
Charles his Winchester rifle, placed him on
II runway close to a creek, and strobe to
the top of the mountain to scare up tie
deer. Inside of two hours a fat doe tore
down the mountain side and struck into
the creek, within few yards of where
Charles was waiting for shot He blazed
away at Der and broke her down, and then he
dashed into the stream, cut the does throat,
and hauled her to the shore 1t required
some Juggling, for there were many limbs
and logs in the way, and tie proud young
hunter sat on log and rested. Presently
James, who had heard the shot, came run
ming down the hill to see what luck Charles
had had.
I've got Ter this time, as sure as you
hveI" Charles sang out.
81 see you have" said James, 'but where's
the gunp
sit stands there by the stump" Charles
said.
mo, it don't. 1t amt anywhere in
sight" James yelled.
And it wasn't anywhere in sight 1t was in
the bottom of the stream, where Charles in
his excitement had unconsciously thrown it
when he rushed in after the wounded doe.
The major and the captain have long
been rivals with the rife in this nelghbor-
hood. One day in the fall they shot at
pigeons for a can of gunpowder. The first
one that failed TO knock pigeons head off
was to pay for the powder, aud at it they
went. They shot nine times apiece without
miss, but the major slipped up on the
tenth bird, and the captain shot his tenth
pigeons head off and won the powder.
Before the week ended the major and the
captain tried their workmanship on
natural white round spot in distant beech
tree. The captain put bullet almost in tie
center of the spot, and then the major
banged away. When they tramped over
and looked at the white spot there was only
one bullet hole in it, and the captain yelled:
You missed the tree altogether, major.
! didn't think you'd do that"
"Guess | didn't miss the tree, cap. Guess
my bullet went in the same hole yours did, )"
said the major.
"Bet you $40 you didn't hit the tree at all.
major" the captain yelled.
"Ili cover that bet, Cap" said the major,
and the money was put up at once. Then
one OF the spectators ran to the house for
an axe, and when he returned a chip eight
inches thick was quickly chopped out of
the tree and split in two on a line with
the bullet hole. There lay the two bullets
as snugly as a pair Of kittens on carpet,
and the major danced a jig on top of a big
stump, he felt so good over beating the
captain.
One summer the major had fine piece
of corn. The hogs belonging to one Of his
neighbors kept breaking into the field and
raising havoc with the corn, and the major
finally sent one of his sons down to the
owner Of the hogs with the request that he
should keep his destructive creatures on his
own premises in the future
my hogs amt been in your cornfeld
once" the farmer declared to the boy, and
the declaration was delivered TO the major.
"All right" said the major, 1.-THE next
time his hogs gee in my corn I'll mark 'em
so that he'll know 'em as long as they live."
On the following day the hogs broke into
the cornfield again, and the major sailed
forth with his rifle and put bullet holes
through the ears Of eight of them. In a
day or SO the boy went down to the farmers
place and found that the farmer had his
hogs ears plastered with tar. After that
he kept his hogs at home.