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A TALL STORY.

FROM THE LIARS' CLUB. SOME (JUICK SHOOTING. Prom the American Liars' Club comes the following classic: "When I was a kid I used to shoot the eyes out of a horsefly over my shoulder at one hundred paces. One day as I was tramping through the Swamp I came face to face with a bull buffalo. I grabbed the beast by the horns and got him down on one knee, and was about to give his neck a final twist when I saw a lion about to spring on mo. If I had let the buffalo go he would have gored me to death. If I hadn't the lion would have got me. I drew my gun out of my holster, fired two shots at the lion, jammed the gun back into the holster, and grabbed the buffalo again before he had had a chance to move. I was so fast getting the gun back into the holster that T got it back before the bullet was out of the barrel. The bullet struck me in the foot, but tlio accident saved my life. As I let go to grab my foot, the lion leaped, passed over my bead and landed on the buffalo. Tn the struggle which followed, both the lion and the buffalo wero killed."

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Thames Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 20037, 18 June 1937, Page 4

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A TALL STORY. Thames Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 20037, 18 June 1937, Page 4

A TALL STORY. Thames Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 20037, 18 June 1937, Page 4