So I get up this morning and send off a money order for some five rifles my brother secured for me. I am happy but now, gun broke. I go to the Big City to grocery shop with a clean slate of wants.
I stop in to a small shop to look for a revolver holster and walk into a Lee Metford Sporter with a sterling bore for $375. Oooo! A near miss but out of my budget. No holster so I hit the road towards the next shop without looking back. I'm proud of my self control.
At the next shop I find a few tempting items but nothing to knock me off the Fiscal Responsibility wagon.
The next shop, however, had a Colt Officer's Match .38 Special revolver for $300. Now I'm squirming a bit but hand it back to the shop owner. I look up at the rack of guns and see an old-style foreend on a new looking Marlin lever-action 30-30 carbine. I ask to see the rifle. Uh-oh. It's at least 57 years old (as it has no "Micro-Groove" rifling which was started in 1953) but it is absolutely blemishless. I mean brand new. The price is $340. The owner says, "It's been a slow day. You can have it for Two Sixty." I thank him, hand the rifle back and run for the Jeep. I mean, holy Jesus! It's like a huge, Satanic conspiracy against Yours Truly trying to tempt me away fro the path of Righteousness. I put my boot the floorboard over the accelerator and headed home.
Forty-five minutes later I'm safely home, checking my e-mail. Safe. I open an email from my distributor buddy in Florida. He has another Swedish Husqvarna Model 640 in 8x57 that is perfect but for having been neatly drilled and tapped for a side mount. He mentioned that the stock was walnut, not birch, and wasn't that unusual? There was a small chip out of the plastic butt plate at the toe. The bore is excellent, btw. Was I interested at $170??
Lord help me. I am a weak, weak man...~ Muir