GUNS AND AMMUNITION 



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and rifle. The trout fishing, in the lakes 

 and streams there, is simply out of sight. 

 There is lots of game of all kinds; deer, 

 bear, mountain lions, grouse, ducks, etc. 



I use a combination shot and rifle, 38-55, 

 12 gauge, and think it the best all around 

 gun I ever used. Have tried Winchesters, 

 Marlins, and several others; but like this 

 combination gun the best. With it I am al- 

 ways ready for all kinds of game. 



H. Ackerman, Merrill, Wis. 



A large number of entries have already 

 been made, in Recreation's rifle tourna- 

 ment, and the indications are that it will 

 be a grand success. The statement in April 

 Recreation, to the effect that targets would 

 be furnished from this office at 10 cents a 

 dozen, is a misprint. The price is 20 cents 

 a dozen. Each score is to consist of 5 shots. 

 Each contestant may enter 3 scores each 

 month if he choose. 



I note Mr. John Sallman's and Mr. H. F. 

 Chase's letters about the high prices of 

 nitro powder. I agree with both gentlemen. 

 The price to sportsmen should be the same 

 as to the Government. Nitro is superior 

 to black powder in every way. 



It does me good to see the way you go 

 for the game-hogs 



C. J. Frank, New York City. 



For the last 3 years I have been using an 

 8 m.m. or .315 calibre Mannlicher rifle. I 

 find the soft nosed bullets to De irregular 

 in action; and I agree with the conclusions 

 of Mr. Wells, of Meeker, Colo., as stated in 

 December Recreation. For hunting in a 

 timbered country, the 45-90-300, is as effec- 

 tive as the small bore. 



H. Prehn, Bannock City, Mont. 



I want the names of all the gun clubs in 

 the U. S. and Canada, and the names and 

 addresses of the Secretaries thereof. Read- 

 ers of Recreation will do m a valuable 

 service by kindly giving me such infor- 

 mation. 



I would like to hear, through Recrea- 

 tion, from some one who has used the 22 

 calibre long and short smokeless mush- 

 room cartridges, in a '92 model Marlin. 

 W. S. Allen, Jackson, Mich. 



Will some one tell me how to load brass 

 shotgun shells that the shot wad will not 

 jar loose? 



G. N. Tetor, Dundee, N. Y. 



Can Dupont smokeless powder be used 

 to advantage in reloading rifle shells? 



D. M. Hazleton, Corning, N. Y. 



Will someone give me an idea of what 

 the .303 Savage repeater will do? I hear 

 so many conflicting stories that I don't 

 know what to believe. I simply want to 

 know if the Savage is a good all round rifle. 

 Recreation is a new acquaintance of mine, 

 but I think we shall get along immensely. 

 F. V. Perry, Dale, Cal. 



CASTLES IN SPAIN. 



S. ALMON TROUT. 



We were comrades three, Ben, Jack and 

 me, 

 In the springtime of our life story, 

 And two to gain their castles in Spain 



Determined, in dreams of glory. 

 So Jack and I watched the black crow fly 



Afar from our hemmed in patch of sky, 

 And we longed for the day when we might 

 away 

 To the great w 7 ide world that beyond us 

 lay, 

 And we conquered that world in our rose- 

 ate moods, 

 While Benjamin took to the woods. 



But boyhood's span its course soon ran, 



And summer succeeded the spring; 

 A castle in Spain had two to gain, 



But the third had never a thing. 

 And Jack and I, as the crow to fly 



Beyond the set line of the earth and sky, 

 We hailed the day when we started away 



For the great wide world that beyond us 

 lay 

 In quest of fortune and fame and goods, 



While the other took to the woods. 



O'er the summer's leaves the autumn 

 breathes 

 And they're left all yellowed and sere; 

 In Jack's face and mine there was many a 

 line, 

 With the rack of many a year. 

 What though to gain a castle in Spain 

 With the toil and the pain and the sweat 

 like rain? 

 We were happy, aye, when we left for a day 



The world for the wilderness, far away, 

 In quest of rest, and where still peace 

 broods — 

 One day we took to the woods. 



O the balsamed air and the wild sport rare, 



And the frail skiff's gentle gliding: 

 And the bated breath ere the deer's swift 

 death, 

 And the lure of the trout in hiding! 

 And the castles in Spain we had toiled to 

 gain 

 Seemed in shapeless ruins, and all in 

 vain, 

 As we left for the world with a heavy sigh. 

 • And envied our guide as he waved good 

 by. 

 For he. sans fortune and fame and goods, 

 Was that other boy who took to the 

 woods. 



