Last month during the visit to the IMA Store in Easton a film crew was there videoing for a possible future TV show. They were to follow me around as I went through and selected a Martini from a pallet of untouched Martini’s. Then they were going to video me cleaning and then later shooting the Martini. That was the plan any way.
As a part of the show, Christian Cranmer took us over to one of IMA’s warehouses a few blocks away were we looked over pallets and pallets of rifles. The Camera was following me around and we came across a pallet of Sniders. The pallet was still shrink-wrapped, but opened on top. We looked at two rifles lying on top of the pallet and they looked okay. But to me, they looked like, well Sniders and really did not catch me on fire. A third rifle was twisted up in the shrink-wrap that had been peeled back opening the pallet.
I untangled the rifle and looked it over. It was a three band rifle with all its brass work intact and a leather sling. The stock looked complete and whole with little damage. There were some very minor worm holes in the butt stock. I ran my finger nail down the seam between wood and barrel and could not feel any pitting or rust. I tried to cock the hammer; I could feel pressure on the hammer but could not tell if it was from a spring or gunk. The block at first wouldn’t open, but I kept at it and was finally able to get it open. Heavy thick clean grease was holding it closed. I checked the striker and it move freely under spring pressure. The locking bolt also moved freely. The breech block axis pin and associated parts were loaded up with dirt and debris and would not move. After working the hammer back a forth a few times it started to return under spring pressure and was I able to get it to cock. We looked at the bore and it appeared to have a ring of rust about 8”-10” down the muzzle.
I announced that if anyone was interested I had found a pretty nice Snider. Folks started gathering around and someone asked if there were any markings on the lock. What do I know about muzzle loaders, so with a liberal application of spit, I rubbed the lock plate and could read-Tower 1847. After reading it out loud, I looked up and I was surrounded by everyone in the room. It was kind of like vultures circling over a fresh kill…I don’t know Sniders, but that told me this one was something special. A could hear several comments from the folks around me and knew that if I set that rifle down it would have created a stampede, so in the interest of safety, I carried the rifle out with me—strictly with the groups welfare in mind.

We took the rifle back to the Store and got out he Kramer’s and I started cleaning the gun. I removed the lock. It was packed with grease. I scraped most of the grease off and then wiped it down with Kramer’s. In a few minute the action was function flawlessly. I wiped out the shoe and wiped off the block. I ran a patch down the bore and the rusty ring in the bore disappeared and I was left a mirror bright bore.
During the cleanup we looked for additional markings but didn’t find any.
Next step firing. As I cleaned the rifle I inspected it for soundness. I did not find any condition that would indicate that this rifle was unsafe to shoot. I did not believe a tire test was warranted. I also only cleaned enough of the rifle for it to function. Total cleaning came at a later date.
At the range we opened the shoot with a 3 round memorial volley which I dedicate to my wife. The rifle functioned perfectly, the only problem encountered being operator error.
Several others fired the rifle including the IMA Staff, but most importantly my Granddaughter fired it.
Here Christian Cranmer looks on while I coach her in shooting the rifle.

You can believe me when I say, if I considered this rifle in the least bit unsafe I would have never allowed her to shoot it. In order to keep the fellows from fighting over this rifle I decided to buy for my Granddaughter.
I will get this rifle cleaned up and this will become her rifle until she is ready to move up to Martini’s.