|My father's saber, which has seen better days. I need to clean it up.|
Today, the saber is on tarnished display. I am not proud of the way I've treated it, though I mean to respect to its former owner. It's just an impossible bear to keep such a bear of a polish job shiny, especially when it leans on the stone hearth of a gas-burning fireplace. Someplace better someday, perhaps, though not likely in this house-with-no-walls.
And yes, the handle is real ivory (still legal and available "back then").
Coming next: My new "letter opener."