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FOREST AND STREAM 
April 19, 1913 
Frontier Rod and Gun Club. 
Buffalo, N. Y., April 14.—Herewith are the scores 
made to-day: 
Events: 1 
Targets: 10 
Rappich . 6 
Patterson . 8 
Hewitt . 10 15 
Vedder . 8 11 14 .. .. 
Wakefield . 22 22 .. 
Eichberg . 8 11 19 22 21 
2 3 4 5 
15 25 25 25 
7.16 14 12 
13 18 22 17 
Dewald . 10 
Faber . 7 
Cox . 7 
Squelch . 7 
Mehler . 
Utz . 9 
Hoebel . 
M Ketter . 
Becker . 
Point winners in the cup race: Class A—Wakefield 
22; Class B—Patterson 18; Class C—Squelch 15. 
9 18 15 16 
8 . 
10 21 23 21 
9 15 23 
.. 12 .. 
.. 18 18 
7 16 .. 
.. 13 .. 
Westboro Gun Club. 
Westboro, Mass., April 14.—The Westboro Gun Club 
was organized April 8 with forty members present. The 
following officers were chosen: H. F. Hemenway, Presi¬ 
dent; Dr. C. S. Knight, Vice-President, Judge W. E. 
Fowler, Treasurer; Chas. E. Beach, Secretary; J. T. 
Johnson, Captain. 
We have three expert traps in working order and 
will hold our first shoot April 19. Plans have been made 
for a club house that is to be built as soon as possible. 
Every shooter will be welcome. 
D. F. Harrington. 
Dkni«I Boone Gun Club. 
Marthasvili.e, Mo., .April 12.—The day was cold, 
chilly and rainy. Not many shooters were out. We 
found that the old dancing floor made a poor roof for 
our club house, so to-day we re-covered it with tar-felt. 
We feel v;e have a snug little club house and at a very 
little cost. 
At our business meeting to-night it was decided to 
shoot for the Du Pont fob trophy under the following 
conditions: Fob to go to the high gun in the'first 25 
birds shot at in each week, and to become the property 
of the winner when he has won it three times, and to 
stay in competition until it shall have been won three 
times or until our registered shoot in August. 
The scores of to-day follow: 
Shot at. Broke. Shot at. Broke. 
Bollmann . 50 42 Meyer . 50 30 
J Mutert . 50 40 G Fortmann ..25 15 
Ahmann . 50 39 J. O. Wilson, Sec’y. 
League Island Rifle Club. 
Reading, Pa., April 8 .—One of the keenest rifle 
contests ever witnessed in Reading took place this 
evening on the Island League range, when the third 
contest between the ten-man teams of the Island League 
and the Turn Verein. Each of the three contests was 
won by the League Island team. At this contest they 
won by 103 points. George W. Miller won high honors 
with a score of 601 points out of 625, a most commend¬ 
able record at a night contest. Second honors w’ere 
won by Zellers, of the Turn Verein team, with 594 to 
his credit. 
The boys were going some during the entire night. 
Scorer George Bernhart, representing the sporting 
goods' of Bright & Co., of Reading, was kept busy. 
“Berny” was again delighted that his team won. “Hebe” 
is advancing some with his scores. Pop Eshelman 
was out of form to-night and landed on the low-water 
mark. Lentz showed the boys some skill with 584 to 
his credit. C. Miller was close to his heels with 589. 
Frank Gerhert was present to witness the game, but 
did not compete. Chef Melchior was nothing but smiles. 
Next competition will likely be shot on the Turners’ 
range on the fifth floor of the Academy of Music. The 
scores: 
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Turn 
Verein. 
Island 
League. 
Zellers . 
. 594 
Geo Miller 
.601 
Lentz . 
.584 
VV Miller .. 
.677 
C Miller ... 
.580 
Deem . 
.577 
P Kieffer .. 
.575 
A Mills ... 
.573 
C Ritter .. 
.558 
Strieker .... 
.568 
Todd . 
.542 
Dampman . 
.564 
Sherman ... 
.527 
H Yost ... 
.559 
Lerch . 
.520 
T Wieder . 
.549 
W Kieffer 
.515 
Hoffman .. 
.538 
Jones . 
. 511—5507 
Eshelman .. 
. 514—5610 
THE PASSENGER PIGEON. 
Continued from page 494. 
a hard hitting gun to stop them as they passed. 
The experience of my first and last shots at 
wild pigeons will always linger' in my memory. 
As a boy of eleven years of age, I went to visit 
my grandfather. The time was spring, the 
weather sunny and warm, and in the orchard 
near the house the pigeons were feeding in 
great numbers on buckwheat which had been 
cradled the previous autumn, some of which still 
lay in swaths under the apple trees. Over the 
kitchen door of grandfather’s house hung a long 
single-barreled English fowling piece, brought 
from England when its owner came to America 
to try his fortunes in a new world. The men 
of the household were away in the fields, and 
the pigeons had the orchard to themselves. I 
cast longing eyes on the gun, and importuned 
my grandmother for permission to try my skill, 
but met with prompt emphatic refusal. My 
aunt, a dare devil girl of eighteen, waited until 
grandmother had gone up-stairs, and we were 
alone in the kitchen. “If I load the gun for 
you, will you be awful careful?’’ asked my aunt. 
I would have promised anything for the use of 
that gun. Aunt poured a generous charge into 
the ancient weapon, a “made over,’’ by the way, 
from flint to cap lock, and with repeated caution 
let me out through the woodshed into the gar¬ 
den. .A. row of currant bushes afforded secure 
and easy approach to the orchard fence. In the 
fence corner, from behind a clump of sassafras 
sprouts, I looked for my prey. There they were, 
more than a hundred steel blue-backed, red¬ 
breasted, cock pigeons, eagerly eating the buck¬ 
wheat, fluttering along the swaths, and walking 
with the jerky, alert step of their gait. Care¬ 
fully I pushed the gun between the rails of the 
fence, raised the heavy hammer to full cock, 
cuddled my cheek down to the clumsy stock, took 
long aim into the thick of the pigeons, and fired. 
If the shock of the lead against the bodies of 
the pigeons was severe, no less sudden and pain¬ 
ful was the jolt which the ancient arm inflicted 
on shooter. My nose bled, tears filled my eyes, 
while on my right cheek a lump which rapidly 
increased in size marked the spot where my 
face rested against the gun stock while taking 
aim. However, I scaled the fence and ran to 
view the effect of my shot. Nine pigeons, some 
dead, some only crippled, repaid my maiden 
effort at pigeon shooting. 
The last time I shot wild pigeons was years 
after the event above described, when, in com¬ 
pany with my father in the fall of 1876, in 
Calhoun county, Michigan, we fired two shots 
each into a large flock of pigeons feeding in a 
wheat stubble and gathered forty birds as the 
result of the four shots. 
Many theories have been advanced upon the 
disappearance of the passenger pigeon which 
once darkened the sky as the myriad flight passed 
between the observer and the sun. The idea 
has been advanced that the birds forsook their 
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