Someone stuck an empty can in a tree at a considerable distance from us and they began shooting at it with carbines.

When my turn came I pulled out the old 45 deg.

pistol and by lucky chance knocked the bottom out at the first shot.

My visitors were amazed that a six-shooter had such power and could be used with such accuracy at that distance.

In this case it was also a lucky shot; but constant practice at rabbits, prairie dogs and targets had made me fairly proficient.