Never meddle with old unloaded firearms; they are the most deadly and unerring things that ever have been created by man. You don't have to have a rest; you don't have to have any sights on the gun; you don't have to take aim even. You just pick out a relative and bang away at him. A youth, who can't hit a cathedral at thirty yards with a cannon in three-quarters of an hour, can take up an old empty musket and bag his grandmother every time at a hundred