The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, November 27, 1904, Page 8

ArND WHEN L SEN HER WORRY LN ' WITH BNV EAR OF BOILED CoRN BIG EXNOUGH To SCERE R TWO YFAR QLD CFLE . Cal Atterson’s Jucklin, the steps of “My. And ? Hasn't Lim as on store. ngest, 1 more than a week since I saw here ve to and you the em? Go r hea dry more than t has been ut your age I bacco cutting 1 was ever se of my that came her to tell you belonged on visit was. I uched it th now earth, yon from a cloud n and didn’t t how aston- st time I ever I thought she just naturall honey out of the honey- long with the hummin’ bifds, her worryin' with an £ boiled corn big enough to scare I out saw h the when I saw I went and ught she did vant night I groaned nd wanted She ght draw out wught 1 had matter with my stomach I told ion she that mc put mus n me ation n’ the ause I had lost my appetite. that I had an | t draw out wi n she thought I ought to have an metic. Is that if she had one that e me throw up my soul she fetch ng, but otherwise it uld be as useless as saying mew to 1 dead cat. Then she thought I must crazy and came mighty nigh hittin’ mark, I tell you A few days afterward, ime I was at the height of my fever, I met the girl in the road and ( she smiled at me and I ran against a beech tree, and if I didn't knock the bark off @ about the) I'm the biggest 1 in the worid. When I came to I had my arm around a sheep a walkin’ across the woods pasture. My, my, what a time that was to live. The sun had just riz for the first e and they had just called up the rds to give out the songs to them. They wan’t quite done settin’ the stars the sky, and they hadn’t put than one coat of whitewash on Music—it wasn’t there till and the orchards bloomed as d along down the lane. But she didn’'t appear to know it, and I want to tell you that I marveled at such ignorance. “I didn’'t have the courage to go straight to her, and one night at meet- in’, when I was feastin’ my soul with merely lookin’ at her, up walked a fel- Jer and asked if he might take her home. I looked at him, quick like, ex- pectin’ to see him drap dead, but he didn’t. Then I waited for the lightenin’ to strike him, but it didn’'t. Then I walted for her to kill him with a look, but she didn’t. She smiled and said yes. Then I sneaked outside and whet- ted my knife on my boot. power enough on earth to keep me from bathin’ my hands in his blood. Mother saw that there was somethin’ wrong-with me and she came out and asked me if I was sick. I told her I was a dyin’, but before I bid farewell to the earth I was goin’ to cut a scoun- drel into strips and feed him to the dogs. But pap, he came and took the knfe away from me and said if he heard any more such talk he'd tan my hide till it was fitten for shoestrings. I don't know how I got home that night, but after a long time I found If a smotherin’ in bed. There was ti: out in more the moon. There wasn't a well in the yard and I thought I'd glip out and drown myself. Just then I heard a rooster crow and recollectin’ that there was to be a fight over across the creek within a few days I decided that mebby I still had somethin’ to live for. “But I didn't give up vengeance on that feller I met him as I was comin’ road. I 'lowed that before I knocked him down it would be well to inform him as to how he stocd in my opinion, Ll my idea of nd one day along the HIS article is from the pen of Walter G. Hudson, M. D., of New York City, president of the Man- hattan Rifle and Revolver Asso- ciation and recognized as one of the highest authorities on the subject. Target shooting as a sport has been more or less sharply divided into match fle shooting and military rifle shoot- ng. The points in which the match rifle differs from the military are its lighter trigger pull, finer sights and better finish, and, in addition, various departures from military styles are al- lowed in the way of special attach- ments, buttplates, heavier weight of barrel, etc. The match rifle also is de- veloped with accuracy as its chief aim, and accuracy at the particular distance it is to be used; while the military rifie has to be adapted to all ranges,gand be strongly built and serviceable under adverse conditions, even if at the ex- pense of some accuracy. In view of these considerations it is scarcely to be wondered at that the target rifle developed with the sole ob- Ject of shooting from the offhand po- sition at 200 yards, as in vogue by the German-American (schuetzen) clubs, should differ so much from the l4ng range match and military rifle. The schuetzen rifle has changed but little in many years, and in its present form is probably as near perfection for its purpose as it is possible to get. Most of the modern schuetzen rifles still use black powder and in the finest Ameri- can makes the bullet is_pushed down from the muzzle as in the old muzzle loading rifles. They are extremely ac- curate, and the shooting is generally done on sheltered ranges, so that this kind of shooting brings the game down to merely one of skillful holding. On the other hand, the long range match rifle has of late years ap- proached more and more closely to the military, so much so that most of the match rifles now in use in England are merely mil- itary rifles fitted with fine target sights. Skill in shooting at the long ranges, OkD N kM JUCKERT WE_ FIRST QO PI I WD SO YOU ARE CAL AT TERSOVS S0Y, " SED LIT ST CHLTN S FE AT DOWNY ON THE* STEPS -OF THE GROCERY ST7QRE. and I started out and I don't know what I might have said if he had given appear to t¥lnk *hat there were stars me the chan, By Walter G. Hudson, M. D. whether with military or match rifles, involves not only geod holding, but also a knowledge of the effects of disturbing factors, such as changes of light, wind, barometric pressure, temperature, etc It must not be supposed, however, that schuetzen rifle shooting is of no value to rifiemen who aspire to hon- with the military or long-range rific. 1t has the advantage of using very cheap ammunition, it is general- ly done on ranges provided with fa- cilities that insure comfort to the shooter during even the coldest and most disagreeable weather and it is the best possible training for fine holding. Therefore it is far better for the rifle- men who would keep in practice to shoot 50 or 100 shots at 200 yards, say once a week or two weeks during the winter with a schuetzen rifle than to abandon the game altogether during cold weather. There are a large num- ber of civillan riflemen who confine themselves almost entirely to this kind of shooting, and who ure, neverthe- less, very well posted and skillful rifle- men, able to take up other branches of rifle shooting at short notice; and their skill in holding and intimate knowledge of many of the technicali- ties of the rifle, learned by long and careful practice with their own weap- ons, certainly puts them rar in the lead of the novice, no matter what other branch of rifle shooting they adopt. But it is in long-range shooting, un- doubtedly, that the rifleman finds the, highest development of the sport. And in late years, since the advent of the modern smokeless powder ritle of high power and small caliber, it is gratifying to note in our American, as well as in the British weapons, that the military and match rifles have ap- proached very near to each other. fn ihe old black powder dayvs the match rifle, with its paper-patched bullet, heavy charge of powder and necessity of cleaning after each shot, was a far different weapon than the military ritle. In those days to attempt to shoot 1000 yards with a milltary rifie would have been considered the height of But now there is little differ- in the scores made with match and military ritles at these long ranges. Indeed our Krag, when a good barrel can be selected and when the drag is removed from the trigger pull, is, in the opinion of many expert riflemen, fully capable at the mid” and long ranges of holding its own against the finest match rifies that can be pro- duced. There are few target sites that afford better aiming than the 1901 model Krag sight; and while it is true that the target sights, as a rule, are farther apart and adapted to the back position, the modern high-power rifle seems to shoot so much better from the prone position as to more than com- pensate for any slight advantage the target sights mirht thus gain over our military sight. A glance over the rec- ords of those long-range matches of recent years that have been open to both military and match rifles will show that in 90 per cent of the matches the Krag has come out victorious. In- deed, the remarkable development of accuracy in the American high-power rifie within the past few years has not been due to any particular refinement in the weapon or sights, but solely to the improvement in the bullet and in the more uniform measuring of powder charges. The first thing that may be taken as true of all projectiles, no matter how~ thrown, is that they fall toward the eayth as soon as the support is re- moved from them, just the same as though they were not projectiles. But even while they are falling, the energy applied is driving them ahead. From this it will be clear that no weapon, however powerful, can drive a bullet so fast that it will go in a straight line—it immediately begins to fall, as soon as it leaves the barrel, unless the latter has been directed upward to some extent: In which case, besides its forward motion, it will rise until the upward force also imparted to it has been expended, and then begin to fall according to the well-known law of falling bodies—slowly at first. but fast- er the farther it falls. The flight of a G EER DAYLS AFTERWARD T/TET THE GIRL N ZTHE POAD BND SHE STITILED F7 ITE enough, so he began to knock them out of my eyes and I saw some of them as they salled away. Among them was a ccmet with a tall about as long as a well chain. When I came to a muley cow was ringin’ her bell over my head. I propped my eyes open till I could get aome, and then they covered me with . But he didn't. He didn't fresh meat and left me to think over the situation. bullet, therefore, is always in a curved line. ‘When we increase the proportion- ate length of our bullets and use a quicker twist or rifling, it becomes nec- essary to harden the bullet by the ad- dition of tin or antimony, so that it will hold on to the rifilng «nd not be blown straight through the barrel without following the groves—strip- ping, riflemen call it. But when we reach a certain point in lengthening the bullet and increasing the pitch of the rifling, no alloy of lead is sufficient to give good results. Therefore in the modern, high power rifle the bullet is made up of a core of lead, with a jecket of very tough metal, generally an alloy of copper and nickel, and the tough jacket holds on to the rifiing so well that we are enabled to fire charges of highly explosive compounds behind the bullets, giving nearly double the velocity that it was pos- sible to obtain with the old black powder rifle. The modern, high power rifle is therefore one which fires a jack- eted bullet, very long in proportion to its diameter, by means of a charge of smokeless powder several times as strong as black powder, with nearly double the velocity obtained with lead bullets and black powder, and as a re- sult of the long bullet and high and well sustained velocity the curve de- scribed by the bullet is much nearer a straight line—*“its trajectory is flatter,” its penetration greater and its range farther. There is another deviation laterally frem the straight line shown by a rifle bullet ‘and more pronounced in rifles having a quick twist. This is called “drift.” It is a lateral movement, due to the spin of the bullet on its long axis. As the bullet is constantly fall- ing in its flight the under surface meets with more air resistance than the upper and the bullet therefore tends to roll laterally on this denser air, so that a rifle having a right-hand direction to its pitch of rifling will cause a bullet to drift to the right, while one with a left-hand twist will drift to the left. @where darkness always fell before. RIFLES AND BULLETS » # O) “It was no laughin’ matter, tell you that. The came over. She with me. told her; and she i She came into the room and I looked at her through a hole in a beefsteak. She laughed. Oh, I don’t blame her now, you understand, but just at that moment my love stubbed its toe and fell hard, I want to remark. She said she was awful sorry for me and I sald she acted like it. “I tell you love can’t s d much laughin’ at. It's the tenderest plant that ever peeped out of the soft lap of creation, and in laughter if there is no sympathy there's frost. When a feller stops lovin’ he sees more than he did before and yet he is blinder. He sees more in other folks, but sees that they ain’t like the one he loved. And the reason that so few people marry first love is b use that sort of love takes hold as if it wanted to kill. Don't ap- pear that anything else will satisfy it. There’s no us tryin’ to dodge it, boys; a thief in the night can’t slip up on you half so sly. Itist oldest thing in the world, but it is so new that nobody knows yet how to shandle {t. It makes ignorance as wise as a god and hangs a lamp with perfumed oil A good many of the old chaps make fun of it, but when they do you may know that they ain’t nothin’ but money-get- ters, and that marks the death of the soul. Does me good to look at you young fellers; I like to think of the 'sweet misery you've got to go through with. Oh, yes, there’s more than one love. It's like the rheumatism. One attack may be worse than the others, but it’s all rheumatism just the same, and no matter how light you've got it you know when it’s there. So you are ADb Sarver’s boy. What's your pap do- in’ to-day? “Arguin’ politics with a feller when I left home.” “Well, he was always a mighty hand to argue. I haven't seen him In a long time. It's a good ways to your house, ain’t it?” “About ten miles.” “Yes, and the miles get longer and the days shorter as we grow older. But no matter how old we get, if the heart remains seund, we never forget that rheumatism I told you about. I wouldn’'t give the memory of it for hardly anything in the world. One of these days you will see her comin’ down the road, makin’ the orchards blcom as she passes along, and you'll wender how you can live another minit, and you'll wish yourself dead Jjust to make her feel bad. If she laughs at anything any one else says it will send a knife blade through your heart, and if she sighs you'll think it's over some other feller. There'll be no such thing as pleasin’ you, but I'd rather have it in store for me than a mountain range made of gold. Well, boys, it's about time I was a goin’ on home. There's a woman there that I fell in love with years ago ani I haven’t fallen out with her yet. “So you are Ab Sarver's boy. You make me think, my son. It was your daddy that told the girl T had met a bull, and it was your mammy that made the orchard bloom.” Copyright, 1904,