Ohio Joe,
just pulled that article out of the file. I misstated myself it is the second half of the article. Amercian rifleman Sept. and Oct. of 1934, "The Rifles of Buffalo Days" by Frank H. Mayer s told to Charles B. Roth. page 26 states
"There is one piece of equipment I have mentioned but have not told you about in detail - my rest sticks. We runners all used them, in preference to the straps used almost altogether today. I doubt if one shooter in ten today ever saw a pair of rest sticks, let alone used them. yYet they are far superior to anything else ever devised for athe steady holding of a rifle."
"The sticks consist merely of two peices of good stout hickory, say 40 inches long, crossed and pinned together about four inches from one end, the lower ends are sharpened to make them take hold in the ground."
"to use the sticks you simply open them, plant them in the ground in front of you, rest your rifle barrel on fingers placed in the notch near the top, and you have a good rest as good as any rests used in testing rifles at the factories, not excepting even machine rests....
"WE shot from a sitting position, never from prone. For this there were reasons. the first was Indians. they were around us all the time, and we had to be on our guard. A man lying on his belly hadn't nearly the chance to take swift glances around the landscape every few seconds that a man sitting up had. The second reason was noise. you know that sound near the ground carries farther than sound above it. the reverberations of a heavy Sharps, fired from prone, carried to the buffalo loud and clear; a rifle fired thirty inches above the ground frightened not nearly so much. So we sat up and shot. We could actually get 5o yards closer to our quarry by doing so."
As a note they did not shoot buffalo less than 300 yards with Sharps. He relates a couple of stories about the reliablity, accuracy and just damned incredible range of the Sharps rifle. One of the stories "once an indian medicine man, a power on the plains, began making obscene gestures in the direction of two buffalo runners. It afterward paced 1,000 yards from where the runners stood, One of them, a plains-calloused youngster with a .40-90-420 and what it took to shoot it expertly, crossed his rest sticks, aimed, fired. His bullet took the Indian medicine man just above the navel, it almost cut him in two. I saw this."
Sorry about this being so long, The guy has a way with words.
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