Wichita eagle., 1889-08-25
WORKING A HOG.
Two Men and boy Put Up Job and
Skinned the Town"

Two Men and BOY Put Up a Job and
Skinned the Town"
When l entered the village, situated among
the hills o. New York, at 10 o'clock In the
morning all was peaceful and serene, and the
pocket Of every man who walked the streets
had chink 10 il When left at 4 p. IN. an
excited mob had possession Of the main
street, and every other man was dead broke.
About noon a man arrived from the north
in buggy He said he was a droyer, and
looking for hogs He bought half a dozen be-
fore he ate dinner, and it was astonishing how
closely he guessed at their live weight He
was within two pounds on four Of them, and
only half pound more on the others These
had been an attraction for a crowd Of idlers,
and the general verdict was that the drover
was as sharp as a BARRIERS razor. Soon after
dinner farmer looking boy drove hog into
town, and staked him out in front of the tav-
ern As he wanted to sell and the drover
wanted to buy, they soon came together.
''Might take him on pinch, but he's only
a nubbins," said the drover as he sized the
porker up
'Nubbinsl Why, that pig goes over 200
poundsl" exclaimed the owner.
Cant stuff me, boy. I've been in the
business twenty years"
NO one wants to stuff. That ERE hog goes
to DO"
HE does, eh1 Wish your father had como
in. I'd like to make bet with him Boy,
you ought ofhave better Judgment. That
hog won't pull down 49,"
Guess you arc off, too" remarked
stranger who had quietly driven up in
buggy. 1--WE raised hogs oil my life, and
that boy hain't five pounds out Of his guess"
"Ain't hei Raised hogs. have youi Ever
raise any money!
"a little"
Perhaps you'd like to bet on that hogT7
Perhaps"
"Have you got $50 as says he goes 200l"
81 have-ffty-a hundred!"
"Then let's chalk Anybody can blow"
1t was a chance to make a dollar, and the
citizens improved it The man In the buggy
was an accommodating chap, and somehow
OF other the farmer boy managed to fish up
about 800 from the hind pocket of bis over
ais The citizens stuck by the drover, hav-
ing abundant proofs of his Judgment, and
when every man in that town who had a
loose dollar or could borrow one had made
his bet tho hog was driven to the scales and
weighed
Gentlemen" said the drover just before
the weighing, 81 was never deceived in my
life This hog won't go to 100 pounds"
"I'll take even bets that he goes over 200,"
replied the man in the buggy.
This bluff ~aked out the last nickel in the
crowd, and the hog was driven upon the
scales. The record was 211 pounds. He was
weighed and reweighed, but the figures stood.
Well, it's my first error in q hog, said
the drover, and al bets were at once handed
over. The farmer boy slipped out, the two
men drove OF IN the buggy, and half an hour
had elapsed before a church deacon, who had
laid his ten with the drover and lost, suddenly
declared that it was a put up JOB to skin the
town.
''Durn my buttons II it hain't!" yelled 200
men in chorus, but it was too late. The town
had been skinned, and the trio had escaped
All the mob could do WIS TO turn loose and
wreck an Old vinegar factory and pass q reso-
luton to the effect that liberty was sham
and a delusion.-Sew York Sun