The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-04-05
'What'n you take for him?' says /
Zone hundred and fifty dollars, says

'What'u you take for hin?' says I.
one hundred and fifty dollars, says
he.
s'Well, / bought that hog, and the time
we had getting him into my place was
worth a thousand dollars to see. In those
days l used to keep the English papers
on my tables for the entertainment of my
patrons. There was one stiff old Scotch
man who used to some in to read the
papers. He was one of those dignified
fellows, and you could never surprise
him or make him smile. We called him
the Professor. He was sitting at one of
the tables reading when the boys got
there after midnight with that hog. We
shouted to everybody to look out, but the
Scotchman only drew his chair a tuck
nearer the table, and kept on reading,
without looking around. The boys had
stopped at every saloon on the way for
drinks, and they were feeling pretty good.
Somehow the hog got away from them
after they started him into the door. and
he made blind rush to escape. Well, sir,
his snout went under the back of the
Professors chair, and he just lifted the
chair, Professor, table, papers and all like
the cowcatcher of a locomotive, and
hog ran into the barroom. He was so
big he could not turn around, and 1
thought he would wreck the place before
We could back him out.
I'VE kept him for months. That hog
was responsible for more drunkenness in
tae city of New York during that time
than all other agencies put together. 1t
was before the time of breweries, and
had lot of the English ale on tap that
was just as strong as brandy. Two men
would come together with a piece OF
string and measure the hog. Then they
would go down Broadway, each holding
one end of the. string, and would tell
every one they knew that they had seen
a hog as long as the string. Then there
would be bets of the drinks that they
had not. One or two glasses of that old
ale would make a man tipsy, and every
man who got stuck for the drinks would
Join the party on its next trip down
Broadway after a new victim"
ALMOST AN OCTOGENARIAN.
Harry is seventy-five years old now,
but with a touch of his oldtime vanity he
says that he is only a trifle more than
sixty. He was a great athlete in his day,
and he always took good care of himself.
If his miSfortuneS did not sit so heavily
on him he would be a very active old
man, and for that matter he is still talk
ing of how he will retrieve his fortunes.
He is an Englishman by birth, having
come to this country in a sailing ship in
1850. 1t has always been a mystery to
his friends how he managed to lose all OF
his money but the story is easily told.
The police got after him about ten years
ago and ruined his concert hall 1t is said
that he had to pay $500 a week protection
money to sell liquor after hours while
other places just as large were only pay
ing $25 a week. He tried to fight the
police, but he was bounded out of the
city after spending tons of money in the
fight.
He had about 100000 invested in Long
Island property at Flushing. He mortg-
aged it to establish ferry to New York.
the Harry Hill, is now doing service on
the Indian river in Florida. He built d
short railroad to carry building sand to
his boots, and he Endorsed notes for his