ch I lost, I had to treat all the boys who attended the match; they
all laughed and had a good time at my expense.
The next day after my shoot with Robinson, I sent to P. Power & Son, of
Cincinnati, for a 32-calibre Winchester repeating rifle. I continued
practicing with the Winchester for about six weeks, when I challenged
G. W. Washburn of Kingman, Kansas, to a match. (Mr. W. was at that time
champion of Kingman County.) He to use a shot gun at glass balls from a
Moles rotary trap, 21 yards rise, I to use a 32-calibre Winchester,
balls from a straight trap, 10-1/2 yards rise, 50 balls each. In the
toss up I won and preferred to shoot second. The score was a tie on 47
balls; we shot the tie off at 10 balls each; again we tied on ten balls
straight. The match was continued at 10 balls more each. By this time
things had become a little exciting. Over $1500 was bet; many were
betting $4 to $1 against me, thinking that I would lose my nerve and go
to missing. Mr. W. walked to the score for the third time and broke 9
balls out of 10 shot at; it then came my turn to shoot, and I hit nine
balls in succession when I was interrupted by a big fellow who offered
to bet $25 I would miss the 10th ball; this bet was accepted, and it
turned out that the fellow had just spoken in time to lose his $25, for
the 10th ball had not got eight feet from the trap when I broke it. I
won this match with a score of 67 against 66 out of 70 balls shot at. I
then went to shooting at glass balls with rifle against a shot gun, and
in the past 20 years I have competed against 206 good trap shots and
have not lost a match. I will mention only a few of them. In the summer
of '85, in Medicine Lodge, Kansas, an expert shooter came over from
Cold Water, Kansas, to shoot with me. We had a match at target,
distance 90 feet, with 22-calibre Stephens rifle; he used globe and
peep sight, I used open sights. The score stood in my favor 114 to 107
out of a possible 120, at a quarter-inch bull's eye. The next day we
shot a match at 100 glass balls, he using a shot gun, I a rifle. The
score stood 99 to 94 in my favor. I will mention a match which I had in
Omaha, Nebraska, in August, 1886. There was nothing very striking about
this match because of fine shooting; I only mention it to show how
unfair people sometimes are toward strangers. I have forgotten the
man's name, but he was a barber working on Tenth street; he held a
championship medal that he had won in Dako
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