Lessee now .... (Counting on fingers) .... Lucy's 46 this year. She came to visit in 73 and stayed. She's made considerable meat and taken some plunder too. She shot plumb through a young bull buffler at the front shoulder once. He was a-runnin' and quarterin' away from left to right. That .490 round ball taken him in the crease behind his shoulder, through both lungs, clipped a big artery comin' off the main pump, and hit the off-side shoulder joint then ricocheted out through the base of his neck. He made two-three strides and fell. We found all the damage during the "autopsy" but never did find the ball. The exit wound was the size of a quarter, though. Lucy's plain, but she shoots plumb center!