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Home My WebLink AboutThe Brussels Post, 1962-01-11, Page 4vete.: "aa. • They Theiv.gtt He Had A Screw Loose OLYMPIC WOODSMEN - Franz Pfeifer, left, and Adolf Tascherl sow their way to a g-old'medal In the Woodsmen's Olympics at Zwiesel, West Germany. They cut ,t1 thick tree trunk, In the fastest time in the two-man saw category. He Is Thorough . . . Also: Slow ! Importance Of Your Rifle Sights far the sight is from the aye. Of course, the black military and target flat-top post front sight Is not nearly conspicuous enough for woods hunting, The :Surface facing the eye should 'be cut at an angle of 30 to 40 degrees and. lined with a gold,;colored metal SO it will evenly reflect the, sky lwell. kilgvh \tyxhl ascoku ttihixeh. sY sueThh a sight,, • Despite their cost,, scopes are becoming more and • more the preferred sights for hunting. rifles among .experienced rifle shooters. They are the best sights, provided: (1) You choose the right type with the right reticle; and (2) you do enough dry shooting with it to be sure • of .catching your aim lightning-- fast. For woods hunting, be dead sure that your scope has a field of view at optimum eye relief to - at least 30 feet at 100 yards, and. that you still see almost all of this field whether • yoer eye it two or five inches in -back of the eyepiece. Otherwise, you cannot - aim quickly with. it. This means a scope of not over 4X, The "21/2 X and 3X scopes us- ually have a still wider field, and they also have another ad- vantage that few writers have 'noted. When you aim, the rim of the scope hardly intrudes at all Into .the vision and, does not black out any view to the front, so that your eye drops Instantly into the line of aim. Almost•.all scopes are now fit- ted with more or less fine cross- hair reticles, I cannot reconcile these with my Own, woods ex- perience. For 15 years I have hunted bobcats, foxes, and simi- lar varmints in woods country having a medium cross-hair reti- cle, This reticle is good for such hunting, target shooting, and for open country hunting, But on these weekly woods hunts of • mine, the cross hairs are too hard to see quickly. Theyget all mixed up with trees and branches or just don't show up at all against dark backgrounds and de e p shadows. The flat-top • post reticle furn- ished by .almost all scope makers is also too fine and undesirable for the same reason. With, all these reticles, my experience has been that there, will he entirely • too • many instances where ann cannot be taken at all at game• in the woods, due to -light, back- ground, shadow, or confusing Ines. of small trees and branches, that look like cross hairs. 'By Col, Townsend Whelen, Associate Editor, "Sports Afield." • with the knowledge that you ,must run the paint into the •glase, about one-sixteenth of an inch from the muntin, In order to seal out moisture. Over the yeai-s I have convinced myself ,— no dif- ficult leek — that letting the paint flow liberally onto the glass, and then cleaning it off later with 'a razor,blade, is both an easier and a faster system. I have now been working on the room for the, past six Satur- days. I shudder to think how many hours of labor, semi-skilled if nee totally willing, have been expended. Up to this, point only the ceiling is completed, although I have applied size to the walls. That, Ieneet admit, was easy and quick, even -for me. It was at the end of my sixth Saturday (Lhad just finished put- ting the third coat of paint on the sash, with time out. for light sandpapering b etw een coats), when my Project Director asked the qttestion used as my opening paragraph, ,As I said, it has °ace.- sioriedene a great deal of thought ever since My conclusion is probably the same as the one yott have reach- ed. I am both slow and thorough. Preparation, I have ruefully con- cluded, while necessary, just has to be its own reward; it seldom, shows in such a way that the lady of the house — —or anyone else — can, appreciate it. Or it can be said, as my younger brother put it. after a critical look at my lack of apparent progress, this a job. you've embarkede on, or is it a career?" — By Philip Brady in the Christian Science Monitor. MERRY MENAGERIE When looking fora house_ to buy, Two kinds are most explored: The. kind that do not take your eye And the kind you can't afford! When Hank Greenberg hit 58 home runs for the Tigers in '38 he hit 39 at home, 'We must take .hint to' a psy, ohiatrist, dear it's a ease oe puppy love with thy kitten next. &sort" I can't help being very positive in my opinion about sights for quick-shooting hunting rifles. All. my , experience has emphasized the importance of sights. In the first place, I do not have a particle of use for the open rear sight. I think it is re- sponsible for more failures and wounded game than any other part of rifle equipment. The chief reason is that if your aim is in the least hurried (and it always is in this kind of hunting), in- variably you do not draw the front sight down deep enough in the notch. As a result, you overshoot badly enough to miss completely at even very short range. Also, 'with the open rear sight, there is always more or less of a blur, except for young shoot- ers with keen eyes. In addition, over half of your target is blotted out, All of these considerably de- lay the catching of quick and sure aim, which is contrary to the often expressed opinion that the open near sight is the fastest of all, It is the fastest of all to see, but it is the slowest of all to shoot well with, I have never yet been able to coach a man up to good shooting with it, The modern aperture rear sight, the receiver peep, is very good if you unscrew the cup disc that comes with it, throw it away, and use only the standard large peep in the small disc, This sight would be better still if the peep hole were made .15 inch in diameter inside a round disc .40 inch in diameter, formed and finished in such a way that no light -is reflected from it. Round bead front sights are mediocre. I have yet to see a really expert rifleman who did not much prefer a wide, flat-top front •sight, about .07 to .10 inch wide at top,, depending on the length of barrel -- that Ise how OINki and early I `tackled tke ceiling. It was calchnine, daubed_ on 'thickly 'in,' spots, but it seemed. to come •off ',readily.- under a • steady applieatien of warm water, and elbow grease. Then fate stepped,, in, The: liberal, appliea- tion of, calcimine Was no accident, no poorly done job- by ;some pre- vious handyman. It ,was applied 'with judgment — specifically to cover a number of large gouges and , , dents, widely 'scattered about. Washing completed, I began the• chore of applying spackle with, the intention of making convex patches out of concave depression*. This lee task I en- joy, Yietie, can see the, progress you are: making and there is something, very satisfying-about turning an ugly scar into a .non- existent bletnith Bet it took time for the spackle "to dry, then to sandpaper each patch level with the surrounding plaster. A week later the ceiling was finished and it will probably pass, In all honesty, as the work of a home handyman, second- grade. I wasn't satisfied, but I. was resigned. This latest coating was white and reasonably smooth. Then came the wall-washing. I started briskly, faded slowly, and barely dribbled over the wire by Saturday's end. The walls w er e definitely dirty. Scrubbing was demanded, plus innumerable changes of rinse water. "Don't Worry about how dirty the wash water gets, but change the' rinse water' con- stantly," was the advice of a painter friend, my source of professional advice. He was right, As I scrubbed walls, I also cleaned the woodwork, leaving the window sash for last. It is just as well' that I' did, for when I reached the sash of the three casement, windows on the Satur- day • following, I `discovered that most of the paint peeled off with the wash, water. Moisture from the outside, now sealed out thanks- to 'My last year's putty- and-paint job, had seeped in and wrought its insidious damage, In addition to scrubbing, much cleaning with putty knife, steel wool, and sandpaper 'was in or- dee Preparation, I kept assuring is definitely most import- s& if it 'isn't done, .arni done' properly, the- whole job suffers. Woodwork finished, sometime past noon I.-heeded for the' gar- age andthe necessary implements for the-next step. The sash obvi- • Ously needed putty, and before Putty ma. be applied, I krieW,- yeti had to eoakthe wood well With linseed OIL Why? because, I could heat",,niy painter': friend explaining, dry Weod 'will suck the oil right out, of the putty and it will crumbe, Ely first W- ing linseed oil. yeti •cart,,PreVent- this from happening. Withtt small water-color brush, I applied oil with minimum of strIbble (if small finesse), and. followed With 'puttee It'sLa derhanding taek, forting putty .between glass and sash and being careful to leave no holidays. Hut I finished finally. t veil a careful look around, I nitist adriiit, would not hate revealed to an ittpartial bystander that Mitch had been achieved, With the.seth prepared', it was at last In a PeeitiOti painting; decided that f I had bet tot start' with, the, sash beceuse my .setidpaPeting and Cleaning had exposed liberal eStPanses Of hare Weed„ It Seethed. that two coats of paint Would be required. Before dititiertime came I had one side *hide* completed; anti One of the three easement &Ws', I admire tremendously the ease With which your Professional painter "draws" a sash. 144 Often can We either hand without the, hee d for Standing tee hiS head or' niakirig faces as he ecifitentrates:, Whet. I Mil dour*, • blOifc• I get paint on the' gltig;• too, t00 - 61 eottecilie appolit AIR TRANSPORT COMMAND' "Are you being very thorough, or are you just' slow?" asked the' Lady Who Thinks Up Projects. I have been pondering that candidly put question quite a bit lately. I'm not at all sure that I . am elated by what seems to a completely truthful answer. Like most suburbanites, I con- sider myself fairly adept, with the paint brush and roller,. the putty knife, and the wallpaper, board. It may be, though, that to other more, dtached observers the word "adept" is a, misnomer. Let me explain what led to this bout of do-it-yourself self-search- ing Almost two months ago, as the party of the second part, I agreed that the painted walls in the boys' bedroom needed "some- thing done." And they did (and still do!). I also agreed that the ceiling was substantially below par as to whiteness and eye ap- peal. And ditto the woodwork, painted a rather depressing shade of gray. Also the plaster adjoining the frame of the heat- ing convector was breaking away, probably due to one (or more) pint-sized gentlemen standing on same. There was no getting away from it The room, needed the administrations of a skilled, home-styled, de-it-yourself ex- pert, Having confidence is half a start, I often tell myself. The place to begin was obvious. On a trip shortly thereafter through the local hardware out- let, I picked up several large sponges. One needs the correct tools, you know, and I lacked sponges. Also purchased was a package of 'washing compound. The stepladder, strong right arm, drip cloth, and buckets were all available. Well, we all know that 'preparation is most important. In fact, it is probably- 60 per cent of any job involving painting and papering, I. am a firm believer in not starting until the perlim- Merles are complete. However ' there is mighty little that needs to be done to whiten a ceiling—. I thought. One Saturday morning, bright PLANE FACTS sette. play it so that you could all hear it." New interest stirred as lied- dington switched On a tape-re- corder which stood en a side- board. The old man's resonant wore boomed into the room. "This is one time you will listen, Some- where along the line I shall drop a clue that can present you with the entire family fortune. If von miss a word you may be very sorry'. "This recording will be des- Troyed and not played through. again. l'hrse aro nay instruc- tion, "Somewhere in this great ram- bling house is hidden a tiny slip of paper This is the passport to my riche's. It empowers the finder, as Bearer, to claim my fortune, which. Is left to the bearer of this note, "I can just hear you now. You're convinced I'm off my head aren't you? And this con- firms it. Well, I admit. to being maybe a bit eccentric, "But if you want to think it was more than that -- that I was barmy, nutty, screwy, crackers . . somebody is in for a very big surprise. "Good-bye, and good luck. I just wish I could have seen the mad seraanble when the hunt begins. Don't tear the old house to pieces. It really isn't, neces- sary, And remember — it's all or nothing." Jamie stood up, laughing, tears of mirth rolling down ..his cheeks. "Well done, old man!" he chuckled. "But the hunt is not for me — I'm off to the races." The others stared at him, He shrugged and left, Albert voiced the consensus of opinion: "He must be as mad as father was! Come on — let's start searching .- and may the best man win!" Beddington fortified himself with some fine old port and a cigar while the frantic search went on through the afternoon and long into that evening. One by one, exhausted and with haunted, defeated expres- sions on their faces, the rela- tives returned to the room and flopped into chairs. At seven, cheerful and relax- ed, Jamie returned to the house, "How's the treasure hunt go- ing, Beddington?" he asked, "Not very woll," said Bedding- ton, wryly. "They've all given up, temporarily," Jamie laughed. "Perhaps it's just as well. You see I have the little billet clouts in my pocket." The others were aghast. Al- bert was almost apoplectic. Jamie laughed softly. "The old man told us in his record- „Mg that he'd given us a clue— and he really had. "It struck me when I stumbl- ed over that loose tile on the garden path. Sometimes a chap who isn't quite sane is said to have a tile loose.” "So the paper was under that tile?" choked Albert, "Nothing so simple. The loose tile simply made me think of the different ways you can re- fer to a nut-case. Then I 'got it. He'd used the word screwy. "A screw loose — if you're barmy you have a screw loose, right? I realized what the old man. meant, I had to look. for a loose screw somewhere- in the house" - "I was lucky — I hit the jack- pot' at my second attempt, There was a loose- screw holding the knob on the front door. "It. was lust anm,atter of min- utes to get a screwdriver from the toolshed and remove, th • knob. It's hollow, and the paper was neatly tucked inside." Albert was now almost burst- ing with rage. "You let us go on searching . why, yoti • ." Jamie laughed heartlessly. "I didn't want to spoil your fun — so I put the doorknob back and went off to the races." — From "Tit-Bits." A Complete Story be' 'CYRIL DONSON Beddington could have leughe ed. It was more like a film pre. mitre than, a will-reading. Seated in front of him was the family --- all the. Surviving relatives of the late Septimus Pinchbowl Qctavitis Tallybrand• The .solicitor ran his eye over the rows of chairs and did a mental roll-call. There was Al- bert, the eldest son, He must be sixty if he was a day -- fat. a stockbroker. Next •came Reginald, toen, something of a success' a IV personality, and his wife, Flee- .aie. There were the twins, Mil- •dred and. Seymour, in their early thirties, both single like: Albert. Tom, .Henry and Jane were in attendance with their respective spouses — and lastly there was old Septimue young- est son,' Jamie, Beddington couldn't restrain himself when the latter beamed and winked broadly, and an an- swering smile spread across his lined face. • Jamie was barely twenty, and lucky to be out of jail. He had been in more scrapes then any- one has a right to be — and still be A free agent. But there Was something about Jamie — an irresistible appeal in hid cheeky, devil-may-care face and manner. "Well — what about getting on with it then?" boomed Al- bert, "That's what we're here for isn't it?" "Can't imagine what the devil the old man wanted to get all this lot here for, can .you?" protested Reginald, pompously, "I veal" exclaimed his wife. "The • old fool was ha If way round the bend. Trust him to think of the craziest way of leaving his money!" • "HE was as barmy , as they eorne," said Henry. Jamie stood up, • glaring areeed. His face, for once, was serioee and intense. "I'll clout the next one who inainemee that father was off his — male or female!" He g.:4,11.t,d around once more, saw -..ha.t• nobody was taking trim tap on and sat down, "Okay, Beddington, take no notice of this lot. You just carry an We.-11, the doings. If anybody ebe ireerrupts„ you can rely on me.. I dbn't want to miss the race meeting` this afternoon." Betelangton read: "I shall as- sume that Beddington has com- plied -with my wishes and by, means •of letters dispatched on the day following my departure from this life, he will have ga- thered all my surviving rela- tives. "I will waste no time in put- ting yea all out of your misery and telling you at the outset that I have left my entire fortune to none O. you . ." There was, almost an -uproar. Beddirigton's voice was drowned. Above all the outcry he could hear Jamie laughing fit to burst. As suddenly as the shocked ales came a stuuned, bitter si- lence, Beddington went .on: „ trier entire fortune to none • of you, as such, in particular, or in no many words, But yOu may, yet find the means to inherit everything I leave behind." "I told yott he was barmy!" said Henry. "What the devil is he- up to?" puffed Albert. "Mad as a hatter!" said' Floe- JaMie stood. up and the prda tests dried up. He attiled •engag- ingly art Beddington. •The. solicitor continued. 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