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FOREST AND STREAM 
Du Pont Wins the Nation’s Shooting Classic 
St. Louis, Missouri —618 of the Nation’s Crack Shots lined up at the 
score—and the wise shooters who used Du Pont Powder won every 
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emerges into the wave forming the body of the 
piece. 
The artistic design, subtle feeling and vivid 
expression so well depicted make this trophy the 
most beautiful and valuable single trapshooting 
prize of this or any other day. 
In former years the Hazard Cup was a live- 
bird trophy, but with the passing of that sport 
it became a double-target trophy. 
The G. A. H. is the classic event of a classic 
tournament and attracts the greatest number of 
entries. The G. A. H. was inaugurated in April, 
1893, and up to 1902 was shot at live birds. Back 
in 1900, however, a G. A. H. at clay birds was 
started and two years later, owing to the popular 
demand for the elimination of live pigeons as 
targets at trapshooting tournaments, the Inter¬ 
state Association decided to recognize that de¬ 
mand and turned its influence toward the game 
as we now know it. The event at clay targets 
has been won from all the distances except the 
21 and the 23 yard marks and leaving out the 
number 93. with scores from 91 to and including 
100, this last from the 100 yard mark. But to 
turn to the most recent history of the G. A. H. 
and to a certain individual: 
“You’ll need this to-morrow,” said “Captain 
Jack” Wulf, of Milwaukee, Wis., handing an ex¬ 
cellent likeness of himself to a Chicago chron¬ 
icler of sporting events, at the Grand American 
Trapshooting tournament in St. Louis, Mo., “for 
I am going to win the Grand American Handicap 
to-day.” 
Wulf may have been joking at the time, but it 
was no joke when he finished the event—for he 
had won. At the time of the above remark Wulf 
was one down in 20, having missed his sixth tar¬ 
get. There were several with scores of 20, and 
a number of others who had totaled 40 without 
a miss. But Wulf did not miss any more, fin¬ 
ishing with an unbroken run of 93. Then he 
proceeded to break into small pieces another 50 
targets—more or less—for the benefit of the 
“movies” and other camera fiends. 
“Captain Jack,” as the trapshooters know him, 
was the only trapshot with 79 breaks in 80 tar¬ 
gets, and this, of course, entitled him to a lot 
of respect. At this particular time he was asked 
to pose for a photograph. 
“Hadn’t you better wait until I break the other 
20?” said Wulf. He was told now was as good 
a time as any, and he said: “Go to it. I won’t 
miss any more, any way.” 
That’s Wulf. He had made up his mind to 
win the Handicap; he had declared he would win, 
and then proceeded to realize his ambition— 
which is also the ambition of every trapshot in 
the country. And for winning Wulf received 
$619.40 and will also get a lot of free advertising. 
Nine straight years has “Captain Jack” shot in 
the Grand American—and always shot well, but 
never well enough to sneak in with the leaders. 
He wasn’t nervous—he was confident that he 
was going to win. He had made up his mind that 
he would break every target and was sadly dis¬ 
appointed that he lost the sixth one. The Mil¬ 
waukee shot gives all credit for his shooting abil¬ 
ity to Robert A. Kane, of Milwaukee. “He taught 
me everything I know about trapshooting,” said 
Wulf after winning, “so give him the credit.” 
Wulf is one of the most popular and pictur¬ 
esque characters in trapshooting circles in the 
Middle West. He is a member of the Badger, 
Parker and Bijou Gun Clubs, of Milwaukee, and 
is always attired in the clothing worn by cow¬ 
boys, even to the wide sombrero. He also wears 
a Mexican bead shell bag, something on the 
order of the one worn by Mrs. Add. Topperwein. 
He is a bachelor and has one of the quaintest 
bachelor apartments in Milwaukee. He is 50 
years of age, a Shriner, Elk and Knight of 
Pythias. He was born in Hamburg, Germany, 
and has been a resident of Milwaukee for 26 
years. His business is that of selling plumbers’ 
supplies. 
For keen interest the G. A. H. event has a 
great rival and some say a superior in the Na¬ 
tional Amateur Championship. 
There are many shooters who would give every 
nickel they possess to win a state champion and 
have the honor of shooting in this event. This 
race was won by Frank M. Troeh, of Vancouver, 
Wash., who broke 99. Three years straight this 
championship has been won with 99. Charles 
Newcomb, of Philadelphia, broke that many 
targets last year, and Woolfolk Henderson, of 
Lexington, Ky., accomplished the feat the year 
before. Troeh broke 79 before missing. Thirty- 
seven state champions faced the traps; the rep¬ 
resentatives of Delaware, Minnesota, New Hamp¬ 
shire, Florida, Mississippi, Oregon, Maine, Mon¬ 
tana and Virginia being among the missing. 
Seven of the state champions broke 100 targets 
in winning the state title—and it was the opinion 
of the vast throng of trapshooters that it would 
take 100 breaks to win. 
As a matter of fact, none of those who made 
perfect scores at their state tournaments were 
even dangerous. When the Washington state 
champion won with a 99 it was 2 better than 
his score at his home shoot. The Missouri repre¬ 
sentative made exactly the same score as he did 
at his state shoot and it got him second place. 
All the rest of the field in the National Amateur 
Championship shot not only behind the above 
men but also behind the score that got them 
there; some of them dropping from 10 to 14 
targets more than at their state tournaments. 
This popular event must have been a great ex¬ 
perience and a seasoner. If these same men 
should happen to be state champions in 1917, 
each, except the very few top men, may be ex¬ 
pected to arrange for a 9 as a first figure of 
their score. 
A peculiar thing about the week’s shooting is 
that not a perfect score was made in any one of 
the 100-target competitions. 
The professional shots had their own little 
tournaments daily and these brought out two 
almost unheard of shooters, who will be quite 
prominently mentioned in professional circles for 
some time. Homer Clark, a little shaver, of Al¬ 
ton, Ill., won the final shoot of the E. C. trophy 
over a varied assortment of targets, and also 
the E. C. trophy for the open title at doubles and 
singles, and then proceeded to put up the high 
score every day until the single target champion¬ 
ship was shot for and then Clark was tied by 
Phil Miller, of Dallas, Tex., a professional of 
two months, and on the shoot-off Miller won. 
When one hears these names, sort o’ makes you 
feel that the veterans are passing. 
It has taken the Grand American Handicap 16 
years to arrive at its present stage of develop¬ 
ment. There were but 74 entrants in the first 
championship tournament, held in 1900. Little by 
little the tournament grew for a number of years, 
but in the past five seasons the handicap has 
made great leaps forward. Two years ago, in 
Dayton, O., when the handicap had a few more 
than 500 entrants, the feeling prevailed that trap¬ 
shooting was at its height, but last year in Chi¬ 
cago the entrants neared the 900 mark. There 
was a time when two traps were a great plenty 
for the “G. A. H.”—now 10 are used and some 
long for 20, that the waits may be shorter. There 
was a time when a Grand American Handicap 
resembled a mammoth circus, with all its tents, 
but there were no tents in St. Louis. The build- 
