Mystery brass object

[MetelRelics]

Hey guys, long time no see! I found this during my vacation in the granite state of New Hampshire. I had permission to detect a field that was once a civil war camp from friends of the family. I will be back at the end of august! Anyway, I am not sure what this is, it came up as brass when I was on the field. My thoughts was a flag topper but not sure. Its too pointy and not ornate. Someone told me it could be a tent pole piece, an arrow or a soldering cap. Its too heavy to be an arrow. Would appreciate it if someone could tell me what it is. It's definitely old and odd. But a neat find!

 

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[fisherman1]

Old plumb bob?

 

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[Stringtyer]

My in-laws were campers (wish I had bought the Airstream when they sold it for $5600.00) and had a set of Jarts. Those things were great fun. We let our girls play with them when they were about 10 & 6 and their cousin was 12. No one ever got hurt because they learned to get the h#!! out of the way and we threatened them with very bad things if they threw the darts at each other. I looked everywhere for the Jarts when my father-in-law passed away and my mother-in-law started getting rid of things. No luck.

 

[diggummup]

Talk about non-common sense... All of us neighbor boys would get together and play "chicken" with the yard darts! I was 11-12 then... And, YES I took a few hits... BUT I WON!!! So stupid...?

Kid stuff. We use to play war with bb guns too. It's a wonder nobody lost an eye. We'd play chicken throwing knives at each others feet. Bike ramps of plywood and sawhorses trying to jump cars. Lost half a front tooth with that one. There's nothing like falling from a horse at full gallop either when the rein breaks and you're on a horse named "Satan". When I woke up the horse was long gone back to the stable and I had a nice painful walk ahead of me. I won't even mention the homemade pyrotechnics, well maybe more like small bombs versus fireworks. It's all good until you burn an acre of scrub land, lol.
It was fun being a kid, once upon a time in this country. Dangerous but fun. Look at 'em now.

 

[Stringtyer]

Yeah... we used to do it with a bow & arrow.
Couldn't see where it went until it hit the ground!!
And we had BB gun wars too!
Yes it's a wonder we survived.
Couldn't get away with that in this Nanny State these days....

The fact that we survived childhood in the 50's and 60's is proof of a Creator that loves us and wants us to be here. I grew up near Fort Bragg, NC and played in the woods where maneuvers were held. Found uncountable rounds of ammunition (real and blanks), smoke bombs - including some tear gas, and, on one occasion during a Boy Scout camping trip, a live hand grenade.

There were always rumors of two boys who had gotten blown up when they stepped on an old land mine or set off a hand grenade or bazooka shell but no one could ever tell us who they were. I believe that was just a cautionary tale to keep us from getting too stupid. There were also PSAs on TV to warn us against touching blasting caps. Does anyone remember them ... "remember, if you see one of these, doooonnnntt touch it."

 

[diggummup]

So how about those measurements on this piece?