St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1893-07-08
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Iber or on She prairie and sh,w him ,
moose, bear, or elk, il is n hundred Il
one that he will miss the animal alto
gether. Good shots have been known
to empty the magazine of Winchester
at the first big animal they ever fired
at, and then become mortified to see
the animal trot of uninjured. OF
course this is not fear; 1t is excitement.
1t is known to all hunters rs buck
ague,' and few indeed there are who
have not experienced it some time in
their lives. There arc men, however.
who never shoot except to kill their
man. They are invariably cold-blooded,
iron-nerved, desperate men, who have
devoted their lives to hunting men or
protecting themselves, and who expert
ence rs little excitement while being
shot at and shooting at man as the old
hunter does while pursuing his favorite
game. These men carry the best re-
volvers obtainable, their pistols always
being of the largest caliber and single
action, for q cowboy or an Indian will
have nothing to do with self-cocker
Such men wear their guns in such a
manner as to be able 70 drop their hand
upon them without any false motions
or awkward gestures, and wear them
where it is impossible for them to get
caught in the clothing in tho act Of
drawing.
''One of the coolest things I ever saw
was a man who had terrorized western
Missouri for long time after the close
of the war, and who had empticd his
six-shooter at party of men opposed
to him and his side during one of the fac
tional fights. After emptying his gun, in
stead of attempting to seek shelter, he
rode boldly out into the town and sat
upright in the saddle coolly reloading
his pistol while under fire, and having
satisfied himself that he was ready for
battle again, he whirled around and
did some very effective work until the
opposition made it SO hot for his party
that they rctreated fighting down q
side street, and escaped across the
broad creek that ran through the edge
of the town. 1t is the same with the
shooter as it is with the billiard, base
ball. racquet or tennis player; he must
be in good form to do his best"
DIR. Carver is an old buffalo hunter,
and tells how. in the early days, when
buffalo shooting, he stayed in one To-
cality until game got rather scarce.
Then he met some Indians who spoke
of big herd further up the river, and
said that in this herd was a white buf-
falo.
"Now," said the doctor. ''ever since I
began shooting and roping buffalo
had heard about white buffalo, and was
pretty anxious to see one. l moved
camp and got up in the vicinity
Of the big herd. located them
and did one or two days shoot
ing without discovering the white
buffalo. had really not expect
ed to see one, as I did not believe
there was such q thing in existance-
One afternoon, however, came upon .
small herd feeding near the mouth Of
the canyon, and to my surprise and de-
light saw right in the middle of tho
bunch. feeding with the rest, the white
buffalo himself.
~. immediately determined to have
this animal If was obliged to kill a
horse to get him, and nearly did kill
Red Dips, one of the best horses I ever
owned, for l drove hard up this canyon,
dropping buffalo here and there, and,
after a hard ride when my horse was
nearly tagged out. was in despair, as
the white buffalo remained right in the
middle of the herd, where it was impos-
sible for me to drop him. However, q
lucky shot dropped a COW in the center
and well in advance of the herd. Then
the bunch split, one-han turning sharp
to the right, and the other half keeping
right on. Among those turning to the
right was the white buffalo. As the
animal swung around got good look
at what had been spelling my best horse
for and wearing myself out to kill. and
what do you suppose it was?-a big
White Texas steer that had evidently
been brought up in some herd and
strayed away and joined this band of
buffalo. 1t Is needless to say that
checked my horse and rode slowly back
to the camp without an effort to even
get revenge for the long ride or to spoil
the Indians pet white buffalo story by
killing the closest resemblance to one
that think ever existed on the plainA"
Journal.