452 



FOREST AND STREAM. 



[June 26, 1890. 



SHOT COUNT AND WEIGHT, 



No. 9 Shot. 





Charge 

 No. 1. 



Change 

 No. 2. 



Charge 

 No. 8. 



Charge 

 No. 4. 



Charge 

 No. 5. 



Charge 

 No. 6. 



Charge 

 No. 7. 



Charge 

 No. 8. 



Charge 

 No. 9. 



Charge 

 No. 10. 



AVERAGE. 



Three Charges 

 100 pellets each. 































































II 



ount 

 illets. 



eight 

 •ams. 



q % 



- 5* 



t,(, 3 



ount 

 llets. 



3 no 

 w-.ir 

 7j -: 



ount 

 llets. 



eight 

 ains. 



sunt 

 llets. 



eight 

 ains. 





eight 

 ains. 





eight 

 ains. 



rant 

 llets. 



1. - 



rant 

 llets. 





rant 

 ilets. 



5 » 



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Weight 

 grains. 



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 to :-■ 

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rage. 







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AMERICAN CHILLED. 



Leroy Shot Company 



New York. 























































\ 



{ 



?24 



585 



731 



588 



713 



580 



735 



597 



715 



580 



720 



589 



715 



580 



717 



586 



718 



583 



728 



594 



721 



586 



82 





82 







82 



St. Louis Shot Tower Co. 

 St. Louis, Mo. 



\ 

 1 







726 



582 



743 



B96 



732 



580 



735 



590 



746 



'594 



750 



epg 



740 



594 



744 



598 



740 



593 



739 



593 



81 



81 



80 



80^ 



Tatham & Bros 



New York. • + 



J 

 I 



•758 





758 



560 



754 



558 



749 



55+ 



760 



557 



763 



562 



757 



555 



765 



500 



757 



570 



758 



562 



758 



560 



73^ 



74 



73Vo 



73^ 



Thos. W. Sparks 



Philadelphia, Pa. 



\ 

 1 



780 



KQR 

 . WO 



767 



582 



781 



588 



766 



583 



801 



608 



790 



601 



777 



590 



775 



585 



776 



587 



788 



595 



781 



592 



76 



TO Si 



75 



75J4 



Oolwell Lead Company. . 

 New York. 



J 

 1 



787 





792 



591 



795 



593 



779 



580 



783 



589 



798 



583 



779 



582 



781 



584 



777 



58? 



789 



589 



786 



587 



7">> > 



n 



743^ 



~m 



Selhy Lead Company 



San Francisco, Cal. 



( 



1 



803 



* 



789 



584 



789 



581 



7(>.'{ 



576 



791 



588 



785 



584 



783 



580 



790 



580 





587 



787 



584 



788 



584 



?:;Lo 



73 



7-^a 



73^ 



Cincinnati Shot Works.. 

 Cincinnati, 0. 



1 

 1 



808 



548 



806 



540 



813 



552 



826 



550 



817 



554 



823 



557 



816 



552 



811 



547 



81 7 



B5S3 



820 



558 



olb 



552 



68^ 



ft? l 4 



67}£ 



68 



Bailey. Farrell & Co . 



I 



833 





832 





804 





819 





802 





806 





780 





846 





831 





844 





ft 1 Q 













Pittsburgh, Pa. 



1 





571 





585 





5T0 





573 





566 



558 



581 



580 



585 



573 



71 



5 1 



69 



WA 



Raymond Lead Co 



i 



826 



598 



823 



604 



811 





799 





834 





832 





830 





S26 





823 





820 





820 













Cnicago, III. 



j 









600 





590 





595 



599 



608 



6C0 



m 



598 



599 



7!% 



73 



73 



73 



Merchant Shot Tower Co J 

 Baltimoie, Md. ( 



.s::r» 



614 



855 



598 



865 



618 



830 



593 



866 



607 



823 



586 



906 



SOI 



867 



588 



826 



593 



835 



588 



851 



599 



72 



7% 



70 



71 



Chicago Shot Tower Co.. 

 Chicago, 111. 



i 

 t 



839 





857 



589 



868 



589 



867 



587 





592 



868 



589 



864 



590 



855 



585 



873 



589 



847 



5?8 



861 



586 



68 



68 



67 





Jas. Rohertson & Co 



t 



913 





904 





932 





906 





912 





905 





900 





909 





912 





896 





909 













Baltimore. Md. 



i 





583 





581 





596 





583 



583 



583 



581 



581 



580 



573 



582 



64^ 



64 



65 



64J6 



Collier Shot Tower Co. .. 

 St. Louis, Mo. 



j 

 i 



961 



607 



944 



606 



959 



612 



939 



600 



948 



601 



914 



001 



943 



600 



943 



603 



961 



309 



966 



012 



951 



605 



63^ 



63^ 



64 



63^ 



AMERICAN SOFT. 





































A 







816 



IU% 









72 

















































North Western Shot Co. 

 Omaha, Neb. 



i 



800 



600 



815 



608 



803 



606 



794 



890 



798 



598 



803 



602 



795 



m 



806 



605 



798 



59? 



808 



603 



802 



600 



75 



74 



743^ 



74^ 



ENGLISH CHILLED. 



Newcastle Shot 



England. 



j 

 i 





572 



768 



572 



783 



583 



780 



575 



799 



591 



788 



581 



783 



577 



¥81 



582 



806 



594 



777 



571 



783 



577 



74 



74 



74^ 



74 



Abbey Shot 



England. 



i 



603 



579 



714 



594 



697 



581 



706 



587 



701 



582 



697 



5?3 



703 



588 



696 



581 



709 



692 



692 



576 



700- 



584 



84 



83 



83 



88 



which existed with the No. 10 shot. The Newcastle shot, 

 however, dropped from 964 pellets in No. 10 shot to 783 in 

 No. 9, while the Abbey patent shot runs only from 732 to 



The various droppings run very even, and each com- 

 pany does not materially vary from its average in the 10 

 charges sent. The lowest count was in the Leroy lot, 

 with 713 pellets, while the highest, 966, was in the Collier 

 exhibit. The shot, as a rule, was very well made, with 

 rarely a pear-shaped or dumb-bell shot; while the color in 

 every instance was bright and attractive. We will not 

 now repeat our query as to where and how an effort 

 should be made to secure uniformity as to size and hence 

 count of pellets. A maximum variation of 10 per cent, 

 would be ample for even the most careless workman to 

 get within the pale, but when it passes 30 per cent., the 

 using of the same number to designate the shot becomes 

 little more than a farce. Take for instance No. 10 from 

 the Leroy factory, with an average of 936 pellets to the 

 l^oz. measure, while from the Collier tower we can get 

 pellets of No. 9 which run 951 pellets to the same meas- 

 ure. In other words, a contestant using No. 9 shot of 

 the one make has an advantage in the greater number of 

 pellets over a fellow marksman using No. 10 shot from 

 another factory; and in the weight of metal thrown the 

 advantage is very naturally with the larger number of 

 shot. 



PARROT POT-PIE. 



Editor Forest and Stream: 



In your issue of May 29 "J. V. B." tells us about 

 "stewed parrot." Any one would infer from his report 

 that he did not hanker after that kind of game any more. 

 And that "reminds me." 



In the winter of '74 and '75 I cruised in the Bay of 

 Honduras, the most of the time being spent among the 

 Bay Islands. On Christmas morning I found myself at 

 Bonacca, an island whose inhabitants (some fifteen or 

 sixteen families) all lived on small outlying keys, their 

 plantations of bananas being on the main island. I was 

 quite at home, having been there several times that 

 winter. 



While taking our morning coffee at Capt. Kirkcannel's 

 (the patriarch of the island) the question was brought up: 

 What shall we do to-day? It was answered by George: 

 "Let's go after parrots." The point was carried by ac- 

 clamation, and after our coffee we stowed ourselves in 

 one of the crankiest of crank dugouts and started for 

 the island. And by the way, did any of your readers 

 ever have the pleasure of riding in a Carib canoe? If not 

 they have missed something. Narrow, cranky and wet, 

 these craft are still the very perfection of speed and sea- 

 worthiness, and some of them show the finest and most 

 perfect lines I have ever seen. 



As I said, we got away directly after coffee, and with 

 a fine breeze soon reached the island. We made a land- 

 ing in a little cove where a small stream came rattlin°- 

 and tearing down the hillside, to lose itself in the salt 

 waters at the foot. Now the fun began, for be it known, 

 the land in Bonacca is all set edgewise, and covered with 

 an almost impenetrable growth of vines and bushes. 

 Trees there are in plenty, but so completelv covered with 

 all kinds of creeping and climbing vines, orchids and 

 parasites of every description, as to seem of secondarv 

 importance. Through this foliage we forced our way 

 now climbing up a large boulder, only to slide down the 

 other side, then making a flying leap on to a fallen log, 

 just to have our feet slip on the damp mould and find 

 ourselves sprawling in the wet leaves on the other side. 



So we climbed, waded through sloughs, got scratched 

 with briers, wound up in hedge spider webs, bitten by 

 mosquitoes and stung by gnats. When about noon we 

 had reached the top of the island, there came the most 

 merciless driving, pelting rain storm that it has ever been 

 my lot to face. And I didn't face that, but took refuge 

 under a leaning tree, where with the water running down 

 my back, and the mosquitoes putting in their best licks, 

 I tried to fill and light my pipe. But all things have an 

 end, the rain slackened to a drizzle, then a few scattering 

 drops, and, presto ! the sun pops out from the thick 

 clouds, the birds spring into life, and the forest is glitter- 

 ing with jewels. To complete our happiness, my com- 

 panion found some dry matches in an inside pocket, and 

 our cup was full. After our smoke, we decided to keep 

 on across the island to "old man Grant's," where George 

 said we would be sure to get some birds. T was ready for 

 anything, for the old muzzleloading musket that I 

 carried already weighed a ton; and I was eager for any- 

 thing that promised to take my mind away from my 

 load, and the uncomfortable feeling of my wet clothing. 



On the way to Grant's, George told me of a tragedy 

 which had occurred there several years before. Old man 

 Grant was the only settler on the island proper, and had 

 by pluck and hard work made himself a home. He had 

 one son grown up. The father and son raised vegetables, 

 caught fish and turtles, and managed to secure a good 

 living. On one of their trips to a neighboring island the 

 son met and fell in love Avith a young English girl; and 

 after a short courtship married and brought his wife 

 home. They lived happily for a while, until one day, 

 when the old man was away fishing and the son at work 

 in the field, there came a boat from the mainland, with 

 four desperadoes, who had heard or surmised that the 

 Grants had money. They first went to the field, where 

 they shot young Grant; then to the house, where they told 

 Mrs. Grant she must show them where the money was. 

 She denied having any money. Taking her by the arm, 

 they led her to the dead body of her husband, telling her 

 if she still refused to show where the money was they 

 would serve her the same. She still denied having any 

 money. They then took her to the house, where, enraged 

 at her continued refuslll, they tied her hand and foot and 

 set the house on fire. About that time they were fright- 

 ened by an approaching boat, and taking their own craft 

 pulled away as fast as they could. The boat which 

 frightened them proved to be the old man Grant's. As 

 he reached the landing, he saw smoke coming from his 

 house. Rushing up, he was in time to save his daughter, 

 but the house had to go. The men were captured soon 

 after and sentenced to hard labor with ball and chain. 

 Afterward, in Truxillo, I saw two of the rascals at work 

 on the road. 



While George was telling the story we floundered 

 along down the mountain, and as he finished we came in 

 sight of Grant's house. Between us and the house, as 

 we emerged from the wood, was a large cleared field, 

 and in the field were some coons, the most familiar thing 

 I had seen since leaving New England. But coons were 

 not what we came for; we came for parrots; and here it 

 was well along toward sunset, and not a bird. As we 

 neared the house we saw old man Grant approaching to 

 meet us. He proved to be a hard, wiry old fellow, but 

 his "Good evening, gentlemen; a merry Christmas," 

 sounded hospitable, to say the least. 



"Have you seen any parrots?" asked George. 



"No, not since morning. But, gentlemen, I have been 

 wishing all day for some one to help me spend Christmas, 

 and I believe the old woman has just got dinner ready." 



He did not have to urge us much, as by this time we 



were ravenously hungry. After a dip in the brook and 

 brushing the cobwebs out of our eyes, we were ready. 

 As we seated ourselves at the well filled table our host 

 observed, "I think you gentlemen said you were after 

 parrots. Well, here they are," and he pushed toward us 

 an immense tin filled with pot-pie. "I made a lucky 

 shot this morning, got fourteen at one shot, and they are 

 in that pie." We sampled that pie, in fact we sampled 

 it so persistently that there was little but the pan left. 

 Did we like it? Well, we did. And after our dessert of 

 pineapples and bananas, as we were lounging under the 

 veranda with our home-made cigars, we said, "Chicken 

 pie made out of parrot is good enough for us." 



Perhaps I have come a long way round to tell a short 

 story, but one thing leads to another, and if I was not 

 afraid of being too tedious, I might tell you how, after 

 staying all night with old man Grant, we accepted his 

 invitation to go around in his boat, caught the turtle, 

 were capsized, etc.; but I think I have said enough for 

 this time. Parrot pie is good and Honduras is a capital 

 cruising ground. Tarpon, 



Florida. 



BRITISH COLUMBIA GAME. 



\7"ANCOTJVER, B. C, June 11.— Editor Forest and 

 Stream: The season here in British Columbia has 

 been very wet and backward, in fact the old-timers do 

 not remember such a cold wet season. The snow is still 

 deep back in the mountains. The game prospects, how- 

 ever, are good. In the vicinity of Victoria the crow of 

 cock pheasants is heard in all directions, and numerous 

 broods of their young are daily seen almost within the 

 city limits. Quail and blue grouse are also abundant 

 there. Friend Maynard and the writer made several at- 

 tempts to photograph a blue grouse sitting on her nest, 

 and failed each time, not but that we could approach the 

 grouse, for she would allow us to set the camera within 

 a couple of yards of her. The reason of our failure will 

 be truthfully told in a future letter. There is material 

 enough regarding the matter for several columns, and 

 then the tale would be but half told. 



Deer and panther are also numerous within a few 

 miles of Victoria, and the trout fishing is excellent in 

 the streams on the island. The provincial Legislature 

 has amended the game laws in several important particu- 

 lars. The $50 license is a great mistake and will meet 

 with much opposition throughout the Province, but more 

 of this later. Stanstead. 



Fifty Years in the Gtjn Trade. — On June 13 Mr. 

 John P. Lovell, of the Boston John P. Lovell Arms Co., 

 celebrated the fiftieth anniversary of his business career. 

 Beginning in 1840, Mr. Lovell has been connected con- 

 tinuously with the gun trade, his business growing from 

 year to year and from decade to decade, until it has at- 

 tained its present very large proportions. 



An October Report will be in Order.— Camden, N. 

 J., June 5. — If the Jersey law makers don't interfere this 

 year, I know where a seven-snagger has been running 

 through the woods of Atlantic county the last three: 

 years. I count the days on my fingers for the last of 

 October.— W. C. 



Cutler and Cross Island.— An effort is being made, 

 to induce the wildfowl to remain over by planting the 

 shallow lakes of Cutler and Cross Island, Maine, with 

 wild rice and other aquatic cereals and roots. 



