Here are a couple of old ones, each with a story. The one on the left was found on a mountaintop in northern Pennsylvania. The handle fell off. I replaced it with one I made from a piece of walnut. The one on the right came from a clothing store in Harrisburg, PA. My mother used to take me there to buy school clothes. They gave a sort of script with each purchase that could be used to buy stuff. I bought this knife with some of it.
The sheath on the left was made from the hide of a moose I killed in Alberta in 1994.