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was a pleasure yet in store for him, adding that 
a 28-bore shoots much better in proportion than 
does a 20. 
My purpose in writing to Forest and Stream 
is to bring out the experiences of others on this 
point and to state my own. 
Upon going South the past winter, I decided 
to take along a 28 to supplement my old reliable 
Parker 20-bore. It was a plain grade Ithaca 
ejector. 24-inch barrels, right cylinder and left 
half choke, weighing a little over five pounds. 
The stock was unnecessarily large and heavy, 
resulting in rather faulty balance. The cylinder 
barrel proved to be somewhat larger in the 
muzzle than elsewhere in either barrel, and had 
hard work to put seventy pellets of No. 8 shot 
in a 30-inch circle at forty yards, but the left 
barrel shot steadily about 115 pellets, making a 
very pretty and even pattern. The lock and 
ejector mechanism operated easily and perfectly. 
The shells were loaded with i ^4 drams Mul- 
lerite powder and §4 ounce Nos. 8 and 10 shot. 
The penetration at thirty yards was the same 
as given by an 8-pound Smith full choke gun, 
using 3 drams powder and 1% ounce shot of 
the same size. 
The little gun proved to be a fast one and 
a game getter, although the right barrel made 
such an open and irregular pattern that I either 
crippled or missed many straight outgoing birds 
and was compelled frequently to double on the 
same bird. I therefore usually loaded the right 
barrel with No. 10 and the left with No. 8 shot 
for both quail and jacksnipe. Considering the 
light load, the effectiveness of the gun rather 
surprised me. but as the shooting of the right 
barrel was thoroughly unsatisfactory, I disposed 
of the gun. 
I could not see that it hardly equaled the 
20-bore, particularly when the latter was used 
with 2^4 shells, but they are more powerful 
than necessary for ordinary field shooting, cut¬ 
ting up small birds badly. It upset my shooting 
of the 20-bore which weighs 6 pounds 2 ounces, 
and has a stock 1% inch longer, and it took me 
several days to get back in form. 
To sum up, I should say that a 28-bore is 
effective because it is light, handy and fast. As 
to boring, I think the right barrel should be not 
less than *4 choke and the left about 14 choke, 
so as to pattern about 40 and 50 per cent, re¬ 
spectively of the pellets in a 30-inch circle at 
forty yards. Any further choking of such a 
small bore I think would result in increased re¬ 
coil and diminished velocity. The room to come 
and go on with 54 ounce of shot is rather limited. 
Greener in his book on the gun states that 
a 28-bore needs but little choking. Yet as far 
as I can see, it does not need to be bored bell 
muzzle. 
From my notes I find the apparent killing 
circle of the right barrel with No. 10 shot was 
25 inches at twenty-five yards, though it could 
not be counted on as killing at that distance. 
The left barrel made a killing circle of about 
18 inches at the same distance, with No. 8 shot 
and accounted for its birds at the usual distances. 
1 trust the telling of my experience with a 
28-bore may have the result of bringing out other 
communications of greater value and interest 
upon the same subject. T. H. Grant. 
Minnesota has 9.303 flour mills with a daily 
capacity of 165,715 barrels of flour. 
Shark Fishing. 
(From issue of Aug. 28, 1873.) 
It is seldom that this miserable fish is sought 
for by the genteel fisherman, though he can 
yield some good sport. Forty years ago sev¬ 
eral jolly good friends of Eli Kimberly, formerly 
keeper of Faulkner’s island, made their annual 
visit to the genial old man, on a week's cruise 
during the month of July. At the close of every 
trip they invariably had a shark frolic. Uncle 
Eli kept the requisite gear, such as swivel chain, 
hooks bent on good new warp, harpoons, 
spades, knives; with moss bunker bait, waifs, 
etc., and thus equipped, they started for the shark 
reef, which lies west of Goose Island, in about 
six fathoms of water. They generally had three 
sets of gear, and waifted about one hundred 
rods apart, on or just before highwater slack, 
always selecting a calm, quiet time. Flook on 
the bottom and four old fogies telling yarns, 
waiting events, over the lunch, and choice old 
Grenada rum, which in those days was as pure 
and smooth as oil. It was a scene worthy the 
brush of a painter, and your humble servant, 
now the only survivor of that party, can fancy 
he hears the shout of that good old soul, Uncle 
Ely, “there goes the waif,” Whirrah! Whirrah! 
“Clear up decks,” “Never mind lunch,” “There 
she goes!” “There she watches!” “Man your 
oars,” “Head boat,” “So—so—steady—way 
enough.” As the old man grabbed the waif and 
fetched it up, we gave two good yanks in order 
to make sure of it, and cried, “Take the helm 
and steer as I tell you”—“turn ship,” Whirrah! 
as the yawl boat cut through the water for 
about half a mile, when the shark made for the 
surface, changed his course and started in shore. 
But the old man kept a taut line, and finding 
him a little easy on the bit hauled in for a sight. 
“Nine foot by Jingo,” as the shark lifted his 
tail and turned again. “Hard a starboard,” the 
old man cried, “and we’ll beach him!” But it 
was no go. The shark was mad; the line soon 
became slack; the shark sighted right under the 
boat, the whole crew expecting a tail stroke, 
but were breathing free again as he shot off 
abeam on a nine-knot tension, till the better end 
of the warp as he turned, was in the skipper'-s 
hands, who placed the line in the scull hole and 
hauled in hand over hand. The fish was coming 
head to and evidently bent on mischief. “Stand 
by your lance.” “One of you take the harpoon 
—I see him—he’s coming for the stern, and by 
jingo, he’ll board us!” but it was too late. 
Lances and harpoon in the excitement were 
knocked overboard, and the position we held 
brought the boat’s stern level with the water, < 
and the fish had good way on him and landed 
fore and aft in the boat, mouth wide open as he 
slid between the old man’s legs, smashing 
things, like a mad bull in a china store. Two of 
us jumped overboard as the fish came in. “Kill 
him! strike his nose!” “by jingo, he’ll swamp 
us,” cried the old man. The tiller was the only 
weapon for us, and with a few taps on the nose 
he was stilled. The result—two broken thwarts, 
the cealing knocked out in two places, lunch and 
old Grenada ground to pummice. Oars, lances 
and bait-dish overboard, one broken finger, boat 
full of water and shark, hat-bailing in order, 
the two men overboard—and all hands fully sat¬ 
isfied with that closing scene. The shark meas¬ 
ured nine feet six inches, and a madder subject 
never came into any society than he. Old Salt. 
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