've always read of it in Pat McManus type stories of youthful shenanigans back in the good old days mid-century, when every young protagonist was a good hearted but mischievous rapscallion, and every such junior Dillinger spent their waking moments scheming to swipe watermelons from old farmer Jones' field. And every "old farmer Jones" kept a shotgun by the back door stoked up with rock salt and was ready at the drop of a hat to come racing out the screen door blasting away at youthful hind-ends. And every kid struck by rock salt pellets probably clapped both hands to their rears and hopped in the air, yelping comically before scurrying off home to make up a good yarn about the holes in their britches to try and fool their Ma and Pa into not giving them a whoopin' for being such a scamp.
Well...that and that discharging a firearm at someone is a felony. (Regardless of what you loaded it with.)The main thing against it from my viewpoint is that salt will eat the hell out of a shotgun barrel
My Grandparents did actually load up and use 12 gauge shells filled with dried BEANS. Sometimes mixing beans and rock salt together.
YES. They actually shot them at various folks for minor infractions. My Grandfather even rigged an axe to swing down into the doorway of his coal shed because someone was stealing his coal. Yes...the old axe swinging from a nail treatment. I suppose depression era folks took their coal supply seriously.Load up and use ... for WHAT? Did they actually shoot (at) anyone?
A very important point. That was then and this is now.Sam1911 said:Well, I can lighten up with the best of 'em. I think the point can't be reiterated firmly enough, though.