Judith Gap journal. [volume] (Judith Gap, Mont.) 1908-19??, 1909-02-19
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Buster" and a Friend Hunt Rabbits.

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Buster" and Friend Hunt Rabbits.
If you were to wend your way down
to the Great Northern station OH Il
/ pleasant afternoon, you might see
stocky built young man cheerfully
bustling about seeing that everything
is in readiness to take his train out.
IT we were to introduce you to him
it would be no other than Frank X.
Brown, conductor OH the Billings li-
vision, and on becoming more init
mately acquainted you would know
him rs Cluster.
Buster" is an enthusiastic sports
man, spending many Of his leisure
moments with the gun. Being ma
tive of Wisconsin, he had splendid
opportunities to practice his favorite
sport, and in short time became a
marksman Of high repute.
\ story is told by his late "Rear
ADMIRAL" who had the pleasure of
accompanying Cluster" OH Il rabbit
hunt, and we shall endeavOr to the
best of our ability to relate in this
short narrative the substance Of that
story in his own words.
/ Zone warm afternoon, commenced
| the Rear Admiral Buster sug-
gested that we go out and get a few
Jack rabbits for supper. Well, we
went, and must admit that | gath
cred valuable information in the art
of chasing rabbits.
AFTER arming ourselves with the
necessary articles for such al outing,
we started northwest intending to
| reach the mountains. Leaving the
noise and hustle Of the city behind
and with our guns in readiness to do
immediate bodily injury to the first
rabbit that had the boldness to force
such a formidable front, we struck a
sportsmanlike gait.
''rO give description of our guns.
Buster carried Il 3O-3O Winchester
rifle and yours truly packed double
barrelled shot gun for company only,
as it was of Il late design and the me-
chanical contrivance was too compli-
Gated for my meagre intelligence.
"Seeing no Jacks and Buster being
good conversationalist, we drifted
into speaking of sweetlearts or some
thing just us interesting, but were
brought back to life on seeing fine
rabbit rapidly disappearing over
small bluff. Grasping our guns more
firmly we gave chase. Yours truly
being of a higher wheeled model than
Buster, we naturally reached the top
few feet in advance Of him, and had
emptied one barrel and was making
uncomplimentary remarks about the
other by the time he got his artillery
unlimberel. During this his Jack
ship was eating up distance at the
speed Of IL 3O-3O-in fact, thought
he was doing better. as the bullets
could not Overtake him, simply tear
ing up the ground in his rear. Buster
suggested running him down, but as
neither of us belong to the Tom Long
boat class. we finally gave up the
idea.
''Proceeding IA few miles farther we
routed another Jack from his siesta
and he displayed even higher speed
than his brother. But right here is
where Busters hunting experience
came into play. The strategy we
exercised in surrounding that Jack
should have made Napoleon turn
over in his grave. Buster assembled
the hill intending to take him by sur
prise. instructing me to keep a watch
ful eye along the foothills. had not
proceeded far until | heard firing t.
my left. but the rabbit must have ex-
ceeded the speed limit, as he and
came face to fac" with Il suddeness
that nearly took my breath. Had
not been so anxious to show Buster
my prowess with the gun, ! could
have easily caught him, but again the
mechanism spoilt the sport. allowing
the Jack to escape.
''.As evening was approaching and
our gastrOmic organs were agitating
/ Il strike. we decided to return to thu
city. We had not covered many
miles until Buster showed signs o1
fatigue and had to pack both guns
and congratulated myself that die
not have to carry him also"
1.-TWO Otf the Rails