Back when there were still a lot of quail in this part of the country the hotel in downtown Allendale, SC was owned and operated by one "Colonel". He and his bird dogs would walk from downtown to the outskirts and hunt quail every suitable day during season. He had used a double for many years, until his children gave him an A-5. First evening after returning from hunting with it he was unloading it when it slammed shut on a finger. For years afterward, just about dusk, you could hear three shots in the yard of the old hotel. When visitors asked about the commotion the locals would reply, "Oh, that's just the Colonel unloading his shotgun".
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