Shirt tails were never "harvested" at our camp, but that's a tradition that's well known. The guys in the camp next to us had an old codger who couldn't get around in the woods any more, and he was the bull cook. If you knew what was good for you, you NEVER said a bad word about Bernie's cooking. You'd likely return that night to find all your clothes out in the mud. Bernie shot several deer right off the porch with an old 30-40 Krag that was the official camp gun. I know of at least 5 different guys that shot deer with that old gun when theirs was forgotten at home, broke, or the ammo had been forgotten. The stock was held together with duct tape, but it still could hit a deer out to about 75 yards with deadly regularity.
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