Autobiography of an Old 

 Winchester 



ON February 9, 1901, Captain Barrett, of the 

 Western Arms and Sporting Goods Company in 

 Salt Lake City, Utah, presented me to a young 

 mining engineer. The following spring I accompanied 

 him on a prospecting trip in the Wahsatch Range and 

 killed a cinnamon bear. Then he took me on a coaching 

 tour through the mountains of Idaho. I furnished the 

 meat for our party. On returning, my owner, with a 

 partner and pack-outfit, travelled through Strawberry 

 Pass into Ashley Valley. We killed coyotes, sage-hens, 

 and an elk. From Ashley to Price (125 miles through 

 the Bad Lands) I shot a vulture; also, " chance shot " a 

 buck antelope — 1,000 yards. At Price we railed to 

 Salt Lake. 



One day a man asked us to go buffalo-hunting. He 

 took us to Antelope Island, in Great Salt Lake, where 

 a rancher had some " tame " wild buffalo. A big bull 

 was on the rampage, and when we got near him he 

 chased us to an old log cabin. The bull struck the wall 

 at about the same instant we struck the roof. I got in 

 the first shot and the bull went down. 



Then we made a 1,400-mile pack-outfit trip through 

 the Uintah and Bookcliff Mountains, Brown's Park, and 

 the Bad Lands. On this trip we joined a posse headed 

 by Deputy United States Marshal Smith, which was 

 chasing two outlaws through the Rockies. We reached 



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