New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1883-03-07
Eating on Waeers.

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made by man named Walton, in New
York, at eating two quails a day for
thirty days, on a wager. Crowds have
visited the place where he was doing
the eating, and the people of America
have been entertained with descriptions
of the rapid manner in which the hui
man glutton tore to pieces the quail and
deposited the meat in his capacious sto-
mach, and the bones beside his plate.
The man Walton accomplished the feat
and won the bet, and he is looked upon
as hero, and pointed at as the man
who ate the sixty quails, and it is not
improbable that he will be nominated
for President in 1884. A similar case
has created good deal of interest in
Milwaukee, and in case Walton is NOM
mated for President we want to see
the Milwaukee party occupy the second
place on the ticket. Among the hogs
at the stock yards in this city is one who
never seemed to get enough to eat He
would eat all there was in sight, and
drive the other hogs away from the
trough, and if man threw an ear Of
corn at this pointer hog he would catch
it and eat it, though it knocked out his
teeth. About the time it was an
nounced that Walton was going to eat
a match at quail, a stock drover offered
to bet he had a Long Island pointer hog
that could eat bushel of corn q day for
thirty consecutive days, and sporting
man took him up. The contest was ap-
pointed to take place at q hog-pen, adj
joining road house, and the hog COM
menced on his first bushel of corn on the
LIST of January, in the presence of q
number of other hogs and several men
who were interested in the bet. The
champion got away with his first bushel
of corn in forty minutes and grunted
for more, and was going to chew off q
piece of the trough, but he was driven
away with club. His trainer gave him
bottle of pepsin, and he laid down
and took a nap, and next morning he
was hungry for more. The hog ate the
second bushelin even q shorter time
than the first, and kept it up for about
twenty days, and seemed to be having
a picnic. It was soft thing for the
hog. He was the observed of all obser-
vers. Other hogs did not attract pass
ing notice, but everybody around the
stock-yards pointed to the pointer, as he
lay under the shed, grunting with bel
ly full of corn, and said, "That is the
champion hog. He is a daisy" The
hog got so he would not grunt at other
hogs, and he seemed to put on shape at
once. People would visit the stock
yards and they had only eyes for this
hog, and they would punch him in the
ribs and pull his bristles out for keep
sakes to wear in lockets. Other hogs
would be standing around the troughs
making good records on swill, but no.
body paid any attention to them. On
the twenty-frst day the hog lost his ap-
petite for corn and he yearned for swill,
but he had to eat the corn or nothing.
He looked sick, and bets of two to one
were made that he would fail, but the
hacker, who knew his hog, took all the
bets, and his protege finally worried
down the corn, but he drove some other
hogs away from an adjacent trough of
swill and ate it for dessert. Each day
after that the hog walked up to his
bushel of core as though twas his grave
he was visiting, and his face seemed to
have lost its expression of confidence,
and he would sit down on his hind legs
and look at the corn as though it was
castor oil or blue pills, but his trainer
and hacker would encourage the hog by
telling him the eyes of the world were
upon him, and to weaken now would
cause betting men to forever lose conf
dence in hogs, and the pride Of the hog
would be touched and he would get up
and paralyze the bushel of corn amid
the applause of the other hogs. On the
twenty fifth day the hog struck, and
wouldn't shell his corn. Previous to
that he had taken it from the cob by
placing his feet on the ear of corn and
gnawing the kernel off, but now he in
sisted on having it shelled, and his
hacker shelled it. The hog had diff
Guilty in getting it down even then, and
he was not the devil-may-c hog that
he had been at the beginning of the
match. On the twenty-seventh dav the
hog struck again, and insisted on hav-
ing the corn boiled, and that was done
for him, and he got along well until the
last day, when his teeth were sore, and
he had not the pluck to tackle boiled
corn. He sat on his launches, and held
his head up, with his mouth open, and
his hacker shoveled in the corn, and as
the last shovel full went the way of the
previous thirty bushels, a great cheer
arose, and the Long Island Pointer hog
was declared the winner of the greatest
match on record, except that Of the
quail eater of New York. But the hog
tainted away, and it was only by an
immediate application of swill that his
life was saved. It was victory, how
ever, and the hackers of the Milwaukee
hog are willing to back him against
anything Of the kind in New York, push
shots barred. No one has watched the
progress Of the quail eater of New York
with greater interest than the hackers
of the stock-yard hog.-Peck's San.