WHAT TWO OLD GUNNERS DID THAT REVOLUTIONIZED THE OLD
GUNNING CUSTOMS OF THE ISLAND: YOUNG COOPER AND BOWDEN
In the course of time, say, seventy years ago or thereabouts, the
two old gunners, Wilson Cooper and Timothy Bowden, took it into
their heads, in order to perpetuate their names and occupation,
each to beget a boy to receive his father's name, Wilson Cooper
and Timothy Bowden, both juniors, and it so came to pass. These
two boys filled the bill that parents allotted for them; they were
found, even when boys, over abundantly endowed with hereditary
leanings, and each now bears the appellation of his ancestor "Old
man Wilson Cooper"and "Old man Timothy Bowden." The inherited
ducking knowledge and instinct of these two boys expanded
amazingly from the first, and soon improved the ducking language
and the practices handed down to them by their ancestors; the way
they did honk and quack fowl into their snares was surprising; but
it must be seen that these commenced where parents left off,
thence the evolution was a rapid progression.
Young Cooper when only a tot, and, being too small to steady with
his arms his old heavy musket, carried with him a crotch, this he
stuck into the ground, upon it rested his gun, and banged away; he
thus did good work from the first. It was not long, however,
before this youngster had a small, new percussion gun, for he was
the first to take hold of any new invention.
It was amazing to see the crowds of the careless ones throwing up
hats to see what Cooper could do with his new gun. His quick and
dexterous aim did such execution that had it not been speedily
stopped the neighborhood would have soon been hatless. Then the
old-time copper cents were introduced; he shot them away as
readily as he ragged and demolished old hats; therefore the
coppers began to grow wonderfully scarcer around Cabe Beasley's
store, and the crowds congregated there to be thus amused, grew
poorer each day from their loss.
So this youngster, after bankrupting the young sports of the
neighborhood, had to betake himself to shooting ducks on the wing,
and even at first trial he took them down easily enough.
This was a great innovation on duck killing of that day; indeed
there were protests against this radical departure from the old
method, mainly on account of waste of ammunition, for this chap
Cooper would shoot a single duck on the wing as readily as a
flock. Furthermore, the protectors asserted that shooting ducks in
the air above would cause them to go elsewhere. These protests
came from the old gunners who would not shoot until several ducks
were together or in range. This opposition did not amount to much,
for others of the progressive youngsters--Bowden, the Simpsons,
and some others, fell in line and revolutionized the old methods;
and this before their parents had passed over the river.
YOUNG BOWDEN AND COOPER IN COPARTNERSHIP; WHAT THEY DID IN THE
GUNNING INDUSTRY
The old modes being now in a great measure revolutionized, it was
not strange that these two progressive young men should enter into
a partnership for fowling purposes. That is just what they did.
After this, such a slaughtering of the feathered tribe had never
before been seen. They grew rapidly in fowl and weather knowledge.
They soon became astronomical prognosticators and weather-wisers.
The writer has seen Cooper, before retiring at night, go out,
sniff the air, view the stars and seldom or never erred in
predicting from what point the wind would blow the next day.
Before closing his eyes he would plan the next day's work. In
this respect Bowden was not much, if any, behind Cooper.
When off the next day they would compare notes and as a usual
thing were found together. There never could be a partnership that
sailed through smoother waters; if one were sick though a week, he
got his share of the net proceeds. Indeed they were captains of
the gunning industry. At first they used live decoys and stooled
them near points of marsh or by marshy Islands; after being
deprived of many such places by owners, they resorted to wooden
decoys and bush blinds placed in deeper water. Wing shooting with
them had long since become the order of the day. They procured
larger guns than others and woe to the wing that fluttered within
one hundred yards of them--likely it would flutter no more; with
these guns to kill at one hundred yards was not unusual. At the
present time there are scores of expert wing shooters--indeed now
it is the only mode, practiced from batteries and blinds--yet as I
have said before, Cooper and Bowden followed it for years, before
adopted by others. They still stick to the bush blind, and taking
their lives, throughout, I doubt if others have done better or
even as well as these two old gunners.
Taking these Islanders as a whole, there are but few that can
compete with them.
Cooper and Bowden long ago could kill ducks in the dark from
the whir of the wing; there was no law then against
duck-shooting at night, except fire-lighting.
The writer has dwelt somewhat in detail on the ducking
qualities of Bowden and Cooper, and did not by so doing intend
to ignore the younger experts of this Island; but by describing
the ups and downs, the ins and outs, of these two old leaders
you have in a nut-shell the lives in common of thehunters of
this Island. Now these two old weather-beaten foulers, like
their ancestors, have grown old, their eyes are dim with age;
and this is perhaps the reason why they had to dissolve and each
take a younger blood as partner, who doubtless lightens the old
man's labor.
It does seem as though they would have to stop shooting qame;
but no, their inventive genius is equal to the drawbacks of old
age. When eye-sight is failing, they only have to apply
microscopic glasses and the same bang-pap goes on.
Where are the Island gunners of sixty years ago? Almost a11
have laid aside their guns and emigrated to that Country Beyond.
What was Bowden and Cooper doing when the writer was in his last
teens? Shooting ducks. What at thirty? Killing ducks. When at
fifty? Killing ducks. What at sixty? Killing ducks What at the
scriptural mark of longevity? He only has to turn his head, look
over his shoulder, there they are just behind, gun in hand
blazing away, at the same old routine business.
They will not stop, they cannot stop, it would be a pity, if
for any reason, they might have to stop. In the opinion of the
writer it's best for their health and peace of mind not to stop.
The writer, not many years since, inquired of an expert gunner,
how his two old friends were getting in their vocation. He said
he had heard that Cooper on account of eye failure thought of
stopping. Mark these words: he will not stop as long as he can
see his boat and feel his gun. The clinging qualities of Bowden
is ditto.
So these two worthies of whom I am speaking, can, I am sure,
do the same for ducks.
Long may they live to enjoy the lucrative pleasure.
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