Parker Guns Case

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I'm looking at this item and wonder what is a reasonable price for the case (assuming it is original). What would one look for to determine originality of the case?? Also, what would have come in the empty portions of the case?
Thanks,
Jack

[CSL]

Originally Posted by Jack Cronkhite

I'm looking at this item and wonder what is a reasonable price for the case (assuming it is original). What would one look for to determine originality of the case?? Also, what would have come in the empty portions of the case?
Thanks,
Jack

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Jack,
Not sure who made the case, but that label looks like an enlarged old magazine ad that someone copied and glued to the lid... I doubt the case is original Parker, need more pic's...

Best, CSL

[Bruce Day]

Jack, your question is a recurrent one. Bottom line: there are no known true Parker cases except for those walnut cases supplied with early lifter hammer guns and which held brass shells. Everything else was made by another supplier and sold to gun store. Some were provided with the gun when sold , others years later.
There are also no verifiable Parker case labels. There are some that look to be copies of Parker letterhead, others look like they might be correct case labels, but no one has been able to verify one beyond question. Some of these maybe correct ones look like they were done up by the gun seller from Parker letterhead and magazine ads, as opposed to Parker Bros.
Red Head cases, A&F cases, Brauer Bros, some English oak and leather, all were provided with Parkers by gun sellers with the cases fitted to match rib extensions, barrel lengths, etc.

So, you have a nice case, could have been supplied by the gun store with the gun, looks like they made up a nice label to put with it, looks period correct , and let it go at that. I've posted pictures here several times of a CHE 20ga with A&F oak and leather case. The case and gun are fitted together. I know the case was not sold with the gun but clearly the case was fitted when new to a Parker of the same gauge and dimensions. That's about the best a collector can do.

The compartments could be used to store about anything. Cleaning rags, oil cans, cartridges, money he didn't want the wife to find, anything.

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Thanks gents for my continued education. Never had any success squirreling away cash. Seems the ladies have a highly developed sense of smell for finding, flushing and retrieving it, no matter how hidden or thick the briers.

[Old and Reliable]

Many years ago, we had a small monthly poker group- usually Fridays and rotated Hosts houses for the event- nickle, dime, quarter stuff, three raise limit, either 5 or 7 card stud or 5 card draw-- Mike had a hot night that Friday, he was hosting, and over the fireplace was an old Parkhurst hammer double that belong to his granddad!

Mike won nearly $50 that night, cashed in and got two twenties from the banker and small bills, and later told me that as his wife Irene had the bad habit of going through his wallet, he took both twenties, rolled them into tubes and stuffed each one in the muzzles of that old wallhanger, for "safekeeping"-- time went by, Mike came home from work, grabbed a beer and headed for the den, and noticed that the old gun was gone.

When Irene got home from work later, Mike asked her if she knew where the gun had disappeared to. This was in October, Irene told him that her younger brother had borrowed it for duck hunting, and she thought it was OK for him to use it, and Mike had other guns that he used instead.

Mike had to bite his tongue, not to ask about the $40 stashed in the muzzles, a few days later his brother-in-law brought it back with glowing testimony to its duck killing abilities, and never said a word about the 'confetti" that must have cleared the muzzles when he fired it at mallards.

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I wonder had Mike stuffed one chamber with the loot rather than both muzzles if the brother-in-law might have noticed on loading. The guy was lucky to come back unscathed after firing a wallhanger a few times. That said, thanks for sharing a good cash storage spot. All I have to do is remember before I create my own confetti.

Cheers,
Jack

[Old and Reliable]

[QUOTE=Jack Cronkhite;10687]I wonder had Mike stuffed one chamber with the loot rather than both muzzles if the brother-in-law might have noticed on loading. The guy was lucky to come back unscathed after firing a wallhanger a few times. That said, thanks for sharing a good cash storage spot. All I have to do is remember before I create my own confetti.

Cheers,
Jack- you are right about the chambers. Mike must have rolled each twenty to fit the muzzle diameter, and I think he chose that method for his stash as that old double was stiff on opening. This was many years before steel shot loads, my guess is- Irene's brother found some old paper hulls and used those, probably "ground-swatted" the ducks too, as according to Mike, he wasn't "wrapped too tightly.

Not a gun or gun case "stash story" but about 12 years ago, gal and I were in Nashville, I was just getting into guitars- went into a small music store (not Gruens- where fotos of Stevie Ray, Eric, Robert Johnson etc line the walls)- played an older Gibson Sunburst, liked it but the gal behind the counter said she had a almost brand new one, with case, for a bit less $ that belonged to her ex-boyfriend, a session player and maybe a roadie as well.

Louise, who was buying me a guitar that day, said :"Can we see it please"- She brought it out from the back in the case and placed it on the counter and opened the four snaps. Beautiful- I asked if I could take it out and play it, she said "Sure" and Louise, admiring the case (lined in green baize like a deluxe coffin) opened the storage compartment flap- expecting to see extra strings, picks, a capo, whatever- inside there was a big wad of $50 bills secured with a rubber band, and two baggies full of white powder- and my guess, it wasn't "Sweet and Low"--huum-

The sales lady's eyes got as big as those of a freshly stomped on toad, she muttered something about "That no-good SOB tried to tell me he was broke- I'll fix his wagon" etc-- I handed her back the guitar without saying a word, looked at Louise, and she nodded her head and we both walked out the door.

Not exactly in the same league as Rick Blaine stashing those letters of transit in the back of Dooley Wilson's spinet piano in Casablanca, but sure does make life interesting at times I'd venture!!