My grandfathers buddy bought a new Remington auto loader in 35 Remington in the spring of 1906 for bear protection at work on the railway in Ontario. It never harvested a single animal and my grandfather acquired it on a trade in 1909 just before he moved to Saskatchewan to homestead. The rifle was placed in a closet on the farm ( actually a number of dark closets over the years ) and forgotten about for the next 110 years. In 2019 I took it on my annual spring bear hunt after repairing the firing pin.
A large boar stepped out about a hundred and fifty yards up the trail. I popped a couple rounds into the chamber of the old Remington as it disappeared over a small hill. I sprinted up and cautiously looked over the rise. The bear had wandered off the trail and into the thick alders. With no clear shot I inched forward. At 15 yards and with no shot I waited. Finally the bear bolted across the trail, the Remington settled into my shoulder, the open sights tracked the fast the moving bear at 18 yards. The 200 grain bullet entered low, clipped the top of the heart and stopped in the far shoulder. The big bear disappeared over a steep bank and into the thick old growth forest so typical of the McGregor mountains in B.C.
Not a particularly unique cartridge, but certainly an interesting twist, in the history of this old rifle.
After 60 days the skull measured 18 13/16.