NORTH CAROLINA STYLE HALF-STOCK 50 CALIBER FLINTLOCK RIFLE

Douglas premium barrel, Quarter sawed curly maple stock blank from Freddie Harrison, L&R Ketland lock, Hand-forged and brazed but plate, Trigger guard and thimbles by Chuck Hinkle, Hand-made patch box by Chuck Hinkle, Davis triggers and hand-made sights by Jan Heath.

Built by exceptional gun maker-Chuck Hinkle

December 1, 2011 through February 29, 2012

Tickets $5.00 each-7 Tickets for $20.00

March 1 2012 through ?

Tickets $5.00 each-5 Tickets for $20.00

THE DRAWING FOR THIS RIFLE WILL BE HELDON SUNDAY AT THE 2013 – THAT IS THE 2013 NOT THE 2012 –Frozen Foot Rendezvous or when $3,000.00 are collected, whichever occurs later. Winner does not need to be present to win. Proceeds will go into the general fund of the Dallas Muzzle Loading Gun Club.

For ticket information call 214/696-9393, or write Frank B. Sweeney, 8111 Preston Road, Suite 450, Dallas, Texas75225, or e-mail Frank at.

John Castleman

John Castleman stood beside his fortified one room house that stood on the east side of the Guadalupe River on Sandies Creek this fine evening in April 1835 and watched a caravan of traders approaching from the east on the San Antonio road

John had migrated from Missouri with his wife and four children her mother and he settled here in 1833 fifteen miles east of Gonzales, and his cabin served a place of refuge for travelers on the road.

This was a favorite camping place for Indians and then Whites at the very large watering hole that was fed by a nice cold spring. He greeted Mr. Greesier and his two partners and teen drovers and urged them to make their camp up closer to his house for protection from Indians, for he had had four dogs killed by them the night before while they trying to steal his horses, but they declined for with a total of thirteen men they felt pretty secure. That silence fine April morning at the break of day was shattered by the war whoops and screams of about sixty Comanche when they attacked, there was a hasty defense thrown up but it was to little to late. I don’t haft to describe the workings of the flint lock rifle and its draw backs when its owner is problie still in his blankets, there likely hood of getting off over one shot when rusher under these circumstances would pretty low.

John and his family watched through the rifle slits in his house, knowing if he fired a shot to help the traders it would a futile shot at the great distance to the Sean of the battle and that would also seal the fate of he and his family, they watched as the Indians mutilated the bodies and ram sacked the traders goods. In a couple of hours it was all over the Indians had disposed of their dead by throwing them in the creak to be purified, and gathered up the horses and mules and rode by the front of Castlemans house in single file shaking their shields at him. When John was certain that there was no hostiles still lurking about he went to the scene of the battle where he found bloody bodies, trade goods scattered about the battleground and hundreds of broken arrows.

John Castleman hurried back to his house and gathered up his family and high tailed it to Gonzales to sound the news.

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