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07-14-2012, 01:43 PM
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the parker brothers brought me to life in 1882 i think my memory aint what it use to be... i was sold to a hard ware store out on the east coast they put me on a shelf with some of my other sister guns but i was the olny real big girl in the rack we had to set on...by this i mean i was the only 8 gauge in the whole store sure i was not really a slim gal like a lot of my sisters the 20 s and 16 ga s were even the 12 s and some of the tens were light weight compared to them...how i use to want to be born as a 20 or a slender long barreled 16...people would come in the store and talk and handle my younger sisters and i would rarely even get a glance..even my sister s the 10 ga s would get picked up and sometimes be carried home by there new owners... how lonely it was to be born a big heavy weight girl i was not overly fat or anything i was just big... i thought i was graceful i had been taught by the parker boys that i was a beauty but atlas it seemed i was due to set on that gun shelf and be somethink to be talked about..one young man came in the store and set i would not shoot that old big gal fif the store gave it to me..he thought in his mind that i would have kicked like a mule and i would have too if this young man had of tried me out...well i began to think i would never be carried home and be cared for like my sisters had a many of a gun had sat on the shelf with me but they all had been bought and given new homes they were replaced by new sisters and even some of them were gone from my shelf... it seemed i was doomed a big gal just to set on the shelf... time slipped by months turned into a couple years how lonely i was... one day a older gentleman walked into the store and asked the owner if he had a eight gauge my how he got my attention..the owner brought him over to me i could tell the old gent liked me but something was a miss...the old gent name was bill he told the owner he liked me but he wanted a little better lookin gun you know the one with the fancy engravings on them....wellthe store owner was a mighty good salesman he told bill that he would give him a really good deal on this old plain jane P H GRADE PARKER well i could tell that bill had picked up on the good deal part...the owner told bill that usally the plain grade parkers were usally a 100.00 dollars but since i the gun had been setting on the shelf so long that he would take 90 dollars for me...well i could tell this did not impress bill to much..bill slowly started walking away the store owner said now hold on a minute you aint even made me a offer...the store owner said tell you what bill make me a reasonable offer and if i take you up on the offer heres what i ll do...if you get the gun and take it huntinh and dont like her i will trade back or buy her back from you...so the owner let bill ponder up on this a minute...well it seemed like an hour before bill finally looked up and said tell you what i ll do i ll give 75.00dollars and you throw in a box of shells my heart almost stopped for you know them shells cost a buck eighty a box... the store owner said bill you drive a mighty hard bargain but im gonna let you have the old gal for that provided you dont like her you bring her back in good shape... well both bill and the store owner were happy with the trade... as bill walked out of the store with me and layed me over in his wagon he kept thinking out loud i got a good deal on that gun but if i had of just waited i could have got myself one of those gh grade or even maybe a d grade 8 ga... well it was not long before we arrived home i had told my self i was gonna make bill proud of me when we went hunting...now bill lived in some of the greatest duck hunting areas that there ever was and he went duck hunting every chance he got...it was about a month till bill took me hunting the weather had changed from summer till fall what a sight it was to see..every little pond and creek held more ducks than i knew had existed... bill took me out that cool morning lord was it a sight ducks coming in from every angle only touble bill said there outa range...he was use to shooting a 12 ga little did he know this was whati the big gal was built for by them parker boys.... you know in them days we had to make every shot count it took bill a while but he said the next birds that come by im gonna take a shot..well was not long before 3 ducks mallards at about 65 yards now bill cocked my hammers and took good aim my after the smoked cleared there lay 2 ducks on the water stone dead...now bill was mighty surprized cause he knew these ducks were outa range for his old 12...bill gave me a good trying out that morning bill killed birds farther out and even shot at soime a cannon could not have got...we came up with 15 ducks out of that first box of shell s.. remember we had no limits back in my younger days...monday found bill going to the store and getting some more shells.the store owner asked bill if he had come to trade the old gal in bill said ive got me a keeper here...me and bill went on many of a hunt together up untill his passing i served him faith fully... more of my happinging after i ponder a while..... swamp angel
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07-14-2012, 08:02 PM
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well after the passing of bill i had to set in the corner of the cabin for awhile till bills relatives figured out what to with me...it was now the year of 1900.... after all the folks got together they decided they would put every thing up for sale and this encluded me...seems nobody wanted a big old 8 ga gal every body was shooting them new fangled pump guns of mr winchester the 1897 s i waskinda jelous... a auction day was set for us on july 10 1900 for us as the days passed i wandered who would be my new owner and would he be good to me...the day of the auction arrived and at 1 oclock i was put up for sale..i was started at 50.00 the auctioneer said i was worth a hundred but no one seemed to think so...some feller hollered out in the crowd that you could by a new lc smith or a pump 97 for less than 40.00 my spirit sank low...finally the auctioneer ask for a bid there was a young man in the crowd hollered out i ll give 30.00 for her ..i expected some one else to up the bid but i heard the anvil come down the 3 rd time and sold...well my new owner paid the 30.00 and left with me in hand i did not know what to think of my new owner just yet...but at daybreak i knew i had a real duck hunting man...my new owner was a market hunter his name was destrey...as i was put into a little boat that destrey called a punt boat i noticed that beside me was also a model 97 i told her you been hunting long she said wait till we getinto some ducks and destrey will leave you at home from now own...my what a concieted gal that 97 was...as weslowly made our way up the little river i noticed that in the front of the boat was a huge cannon of a gun it was a front stuffer as destrey called it..he said she was a 2 inch gun that she held a full 12 ounces of shot and loaded powder by the handfulls in her... as we slowly rounded a curve in the river destrey said gals heres what we been waiting for...there must have been 500 wood ducks in thiscurve a feeding well destrey had the hammer back and was sighting in for a shot we were at about a hundred yards when the ducks spotted us and lifted into the air im guessing they had risen about 5 foot off the water when the punt gun came to life with a mighty roar and smoke so thick i could not tell if we had hit anything or not..out little punt boat was shoved backwards by the mighty blast destrey grabbed the 97 and began fireing all 5 shotsfrom that moment on i always wished i had a magazine...then it was my turn destrey said angel this is what i bought you for to get them cripples that the 97 cant reach..i mustered up with a mighty roar and i could see that destrey had finished off 2 cripples that must have been 100 yards boy did i give that old 97 a look...when all of the counting was done we had 97 ducks in that little boat the big 2 inch gun had killed or crippled all these ducks but it was the little 97 that had got four of the cripples but they were at close range myself i was sure proud with just my 2 at such a long range from that day forward destrey said i was his swamp angel...destrey took very good care of me and his other guns we all worked very hard together but we also played hard too some times destrey would just have to show his big gal off to his buddies...destrey truly brought me into the light he made a living legend out of me my the times were good and the little 97 and i got along purty good in the years we were together...more on the swamp angel later ive got to ponder some more.... SWAMP ANGEL
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