Word: buckshotting
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Tail stiffening like a hoe handle, brown eyes rolling madly, Nelly charged on Wallace, gored him deeply. At the same time showers of buckshot from the guns of shouting farmers added to Wallace's misery, roused his temper. Quickly he raked Nelly's ribs, broke her neck, left her to die, loped across the pasture into a cottage garden. There the Lyme Regis postman, armed with a revolver, stalked the lion through the hollyhocks, shot him dead...
...Angeles ever had was when, last September, as the ship sailed low over Layton, N. J., a man ran out with a shotgun and fired a charge up into the big silvery bag. He accompanied his shot with dancing, gesticulations and lilliputian shouts. The lead pellets, though buckshot, tore only small holes in the ship's fabric. But they might have struck machinery, caused disaster. Had the Los Angeles been inflated with inflammable hydrogen instead of inert helium, she might have blown up. And anyway, it is not proper to shoot at the U. S. Navy...
...Semi-automatic shot gun, shooting eight shells (usually buckshot). The barrel is shortened to permit easy handling, wide pattern of shot. The Winchester and Remington companies manufacture many such for policemen...
...their annual religious debauch - a revival. Following local custom, Abner and his mates engage female partners for the whole series of meetings. One night, during a lull in the hysteria, one Tug Beavers temporizes about going to the mourners' bench. That same night he gets a backful of buckshot from Peck Bradley, a murderer out on bail. Religion picks up. Bloodhounds bay for three days and nights in the back hills and Bradley is brought in to jail, crusted with mud but full of bravado. Sharing his contempt for the law and seething with Old Testament, the community grows...
...yours." After some wrangling, the details of the wager were satisfactorily arranged. Mr. Beres took his place, holding the 50? aloft between thumb and forefinger. His friend put a shell in his shotgun, drew a careful bead. Pow! went the gun. The coin, dented by dozens of buckshot, careered away. . . . With it went the end of Proprietor Beres' thumb...