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SIX FAT COONS IN ONE HUNT Story of a Nights Sport with Old Sailor in the Brownsville Pa Woods WoodsThe The night of October 1 will be remembered by me as one of the most pleasant occasions of chasing the clever old ring tail that 1 ever expect to have writes II v Seaton of Brownsville Pa in the American Field That evening found us bowling along for Carmiclmels Green County a drive of about one hour We crossed the Monongahela River at ArcnsberK Ferry and lauded at Carmichaels at 915 There we found Old Sailor a noble coon dog just past nine summers and some friends waiting for us Then we proceeded to load up for the last lap of tvo miles due east where we parked our cars on the roadside and started up a ridge through an old sugar camp When about halfway up on the ridsse Old Sailor opened up and the chase was oil He drove the coon east along the top of the ridge for about threequarters of a mile then down the other side for another half mile then barked that he had treed We were soon up with him and when we threw our lights on the tree we saw a coon about twothirds the way ny then he quickly hiked to this top among the leaves which were so thick it made shining him impossible But we were not to be so easily fooled as I had my climbers along and soon I was going up and it was up too for it was an old red oak tree about sixty five feet to the lower limbs I soon found coon number one and while getting into position to get my machine gun working I saw three more and when the artillery had ceased and the smoke cleared we had foiir fine coons weighing about ten pounds each and left the old lady coon on the tree for another year We yearWe then ate lunch and nothing we had was too good for Old Sailor either eitherLater Later we went over a small ridge dropped into a small ravine and Sailor gave tongue again He had a little trouble getting straightened away but when he did he drove fast and out of the ravine up along tlie top of the ridge and about three quarters of a mile down on the other side where he barked again Soon we were up to him He was marking a small tree when we first saw him then he run on about twentyfive yards and sat down at a locust tree talking to him all the time My friend S G Allison soon shot two more coons out of this tree and one of his shots was a bullseye as he had hit one coon plumb be ¬ tween the eves at about twentyfive feet I walked to the small tree that Old Sailor had ap ¬ parently marked and a coon looked down at me Yc got him too
