NOTE— RemingtonGame 
Loads are loaded exclu* 
sively in “Nitro Club” 
Wetproof Shells. Wet- 
proof means just what It 
says. 
Supplied with 
choice of No. 4, 
No. 5 or No. 6 
Shot. 
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HeaWDucKLoad 0 
The Facts about Loaded Shells 
are here for any man to read 
L AST year Remington an- 
J nounced the Remington 
Game Loads—a brand new prin¬ 
ciple. 
Game Loads are shells loaded 
to get specific game. 
Now the sportsman can go to 
his dealer—call for Remington 
Game Loads by the name of the 
game he is hunting—and get the 
right load. 
* * * 
The first thing you will note 
about Remington Game Loads 
is that Remington is the only 
name that appears on them or 
on the box. 
No make of powder is indicat¬ 
ed. Nor is any weight of powder 
shown. 
The reasons for this you are 
entitled to know. 
Remington Game Loads are 
the result of the important dis¬ 
coveries about powderwhich are 
described in the panel at the right. 
The weight of powder is not 
indicated — because Remington 
Game Loads are not loaded to 
specified weights. 
They are loaded to specified 
and predetermined velocity, pat¬ 
tern and penetration —the right 
shooting quality for the specific 
game. 
& * * * 
Remington Game Loads are 
not marked with the name of 
the powder, because Remington 
takes the sole and entire respon¬ 
sibility for the action cf the shell 
complete. 
Remington chooses the powder 
(from the highest quality American 
smokeless powders) just as it chooses 
all the other parts of the shell to get 
the game. 
* * * 
The result is uniformity far be¬ 
yond anything you have ever before 
known. Powder varies —Remington 
Game Loads do not. 
These are the facts about loaded 
shells — presented here for any man 
to read and act on. 
These are the Facts 
disclosed by 
Remington’s Ballistic 
Tests 
A—A given weight of the same 
kind of powder doesn’t always 
give the same velocity, pattern 
or penetration. 
B — Powder varies batch by 
batch—even the same kind and 
make. One batch, for instance, 
gives a velocity of 925 feet per 
second. Another may fall as 
low as 840 feet per second. 
C—This is nobody’s fault. 
Powder comes that way. 
D — The man who buys his 
shells by the weight and kind 
of powder—often misses a lot 
of game, and never knows why. 
REMINGTON ARMS COMPANY, Inc. 
25 Broadway, New York 
Established 1816 
THE AUTHORITY in FIRE ARMS, AMMUNITION and CUTLERY 
Write for Booklet A * 
“The Complete Story ot Remington Game Loads. “ 
MOSQUITO, MOOSE 
AND MASCALONGE 
(Continued from page 555) 
turnips, carrots, onions and cabbages. 
About two-thirds of this bunch of fod¬ 
der we had shipped to Nottaway, 200 
miles north of our starting point, Kip- 
awa. Then we staggered over to the 
CPR station under 115-lb. packs. 
We left Ottawa at midnight on the 
CPR. Blue veils of smoke hung low 
in the smoker. The roll and churn, 
the rhythmic click-a-click-a-click-a-click 
of the wheels over the rail joints soon 
lulled us to sleep, and it seemed but a 
moment that the same roll threw us 
into wakefulness and early morning 
sunlight—in a new country. 
And a new country it was. The 
broad, square-shouldered fields and 
prosperous farmhouses had changed to 
ranks of pines toeing the mark at the 
right-of-way. Now an opening in the 
ranks as we came out on the side of 
a hill, and the heavily forested hills 
stretched away to an irregular blue 
horizon. Another opening and we 
skirted the edge of a small lake whose 
mirror-like surface was edged with 
cat-tails and lily pads and whose 
broken bushy banks were backed by tall 
standing pines. Then a stretch of 
burnt lands—the curse of the north 
woods—a few scattered blackened 
spars, monuments to the network of 
their fallen comrades cluttered about 
their feet. Ferns and young bush 
struggled to cover them with a blanket 
of optimistic green. Will men never 
learn to put their fires out? 
We came down to the banks of the 
Ottawa, its waters brown from the 
drain of the broken forest floor and 
the millions of logs borne upon its 
bosom. A rapids showed its teeth and, 
piled up at the side, was the inevit¬ 
able line of logs, stopped at high water 
oy some kingpin obstruction and piled 
back up the river like the tail of a 
kite. 
Log booms, long lines of logs chained 
end on end, kept the floating logs from 
drifting back into the bays and 
marshes, like sheep fences keeping the 
minute-minded animals in the right 
path to the fold. 
A wild, foamy stream dashed under 
a trestle and burst out into the broad 
bosomed Ottawa carrying a churning 
mass of logs out into the already 
crowded river. A dam crossed the Ot¬ 
tawa, holding its waters behind its 
strong concrete back, except where it 
charged like a pack of white demons 
over a single broad spillway. A huge 
pulp mill and acres of logs corralled 
by long log booms edging in toward 
the mill—we were at Temiskaming. 
We switched toward the north along 
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