I have always believed that almost any old gun, especially SxSs, if they could speak could tell some amazing tales: of travels, of hunts long ago, of hunters gone on, of great hunting dogs, of huge quail coveys, of ducks and geese so numerous that they blotted out the sun, of times long past that are only distant memories now. I have learned to respect these old "girls" because they have seen things that will never be seen again.
Best Regards, George
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