.THE SONG AND THE DEED.
There was never a song that was sung by
thee,
But a sweeter one was meant to be.
There was never a deed that was grandly
done,
But a greater was meant by some earnest
one.
For the sweetest voire can never impart
The song that trembles within the heart.
And the brain and hand can never quite do
The thing that the soul has fondly in view.
And hence are the tears and the burden of
pain.
For the shining goals are never to gain.
And tt? real song is ne'er heard by man,
Nor the work ever done for which we plan.
But enough that a God can hear and see
The song and the deed that were meant to
, —Benjamin R. Bulkeley.
Win Cupid Slopped
a Drive.
A Stock Market Story.
THE magnate was a satisiied
man. As he sat In his library
that night, November 11, 1002,
to he exact, he could not help
but think that things were well with
him. He and his associates had man
aged to shake out the well held stocks
that Mr. Gates and his associates had
guarded so long and well. At 3 o'clock
that day the street was certain that
the tremendous liquidation of the Mon
day and Tuesday following the cele
brated drive In Steel preferred had
just about cleared the Gales treasuries
if stock. Certainly one of the Eastern
Magnates had good reason to he sat
isfied. The Western crowd had been
iaught the very lesson they had fondly
{bought they were teaching the East
tfn magnates. It was very well.
Oue thing alone troubled the mag
nate who sat in his library. To be
the Western pool had been taught
jts lesson, but there was another "out
lide pool" that this particular magnate
hated mightily. And he had reason.
fie had been one of those who sold Ca
nadian Pacific at 130 and who covered
It 140. Therefore Messrs. Cox et al.
bad earned his hatred. Vet was the
pool intact, and men in the street—who
knew tile hidden mysteries—said that
the Canadian Pacific pool was likely to
stay intact.
"What is it that you're thinking of so
hard, daddy?" asked the girl who sat
In the big red leather chair opposite the
lire. She threw her hook away as
she asked the question.
"Nothing much," said he; "I was
wondering how long Itansom was go
ing to be away."
"Oh, stocks—it's always stocks, isn't
It? Why can't you let them go for an
hour or two? They'll kill you after a
while."
"Oh, I guess not—not—come in!"
This last as a knock at the door at
tracted his attention.
The butler entered with a silver
tray on which was a card. The mag
nate smiled as he read it.
"Tell him to come up here. No, don't
go, Dottie, it's only Itansom. Wo can
talk with you here just as well. I
want to see him oi particular. You
ueedn't go."
"Well, I'll listen to your stock talk.
I wish I knew something about it. It's
all Greek to me. How do you do, Mr.
Ransom! I'm going to stay and hear
all the funny things you say."
A young-looking man ho was, this
cleverest of the floor traders who lived
by the orders of the Great Pool. He
smiled at lier as she offered him her
hand. Then he turned to the magnate.
"I got it. They are secretive, these
Canadians, and they cost money, but I
got it. I think that we can win."
"Y'es—but how? Where is the soft
spot?"
"Toronto. Mr. A ,to be exact.
Here is the situation: Ho Is carrying
about all the C. P. that he can carry at
present, and it averages him about 135.
jte will hold It on slight recessions, I
snow, and we may get him. One of
ihem will do, of course, for the pool's
so limited lu number that one of them
going will break the stuff probably
fifteen points, and that will get num
ber two. We can force this one out at
125. I am sure of it. I saw a trans
cript of his books. In fact, I have It
here. Would you like to see it?"
"Oh, no. You have done very well.
We shall do the trick on Thursday and
Friday. Wire Knowlton to clean up
the cash In Toronto as well as he can
to-morrow. Ho has all the collateral
to get five million or so out of the
banks. That will make it surer. We
shall put Canadian Pacific to 120 if
necessary. It will be a relief to clear
them out."
The spy left the room. He and the
magnate had failed to notice the sud
den start of the girl at the word
"Toronto," and her rapt attention as
the conversation progressed.
"Daddy, what are you going to do?"
she asked, wiien they two were alone.
The magnate chuckled. "Just a little
bit of strategy, my dear, In the market.
We want to make some Canadians
sell their stocks, that's all. We are
going to do It on Thursday."
"And will they lose much money?"
she asked.
"Probably what .they have in the
market. They, won't let go. They will
hold on, I guess, looking for a rally.
The stock always rallies."
Involuntarily he talked as he
thought. He was sizing up' the pros
pect for a stampede, and he thought
there would be none, hut that bis, en
emies would hang on grimly till atjast
they lost the last dollar, lu margining
their dropping stocks. Therefore he
smiled.
Five minutes later she kissed him
good night and went away to her
room. There was a troubled look on
her lace. She took from a drawer a
letter, and sat on the edge of a couch
to read it. Here is a part of what
she read:
"I am in Canadian Pacific for every
dollar I have in the world. It's down,
but we all think it will soon go up
again. If it does not—well—l hate to
think of the things it means for me,
sweetheart. If it doesn't—you don't
know how long a time you and I must
wait. Perhaps for always."
The letter was dated Toronto, No
vember 8. It was signed by the man
she had met in Wisconsin the summer
before. It was the clue to a secret that
none knew except herself and him. She
let it drop on the couch and sat there
thinking.
"And daddy will break that stock, he
says, and ruin every one that has it
Oh, dear, what shall I do?"
She sat there half an hour, thinking
desperately. At the end of that time
she sat down at her desk and wrote
a telegram, writing on plain paper be
cause she had 110 blanks.
"They are going to put your stock
away down. Sell out. I know this.
It ia going to 120 on Thursday. They
want to ruin some one. I don't know
who it is. DOTTIE."
She went to sleep after that. On
Wednesday morning she drove down
to the telegraph office herself and sent
that message away.
That Is the reason strange things
happened in Toronto. That also Is the
reason Canadian Pacific never reached
120 during that had week.
Of course Dottle, who knew nothing
of stocks, could not he expected to
know that when a man gets tips that
are startling and wonderful he Is apt
to consult his friends. Nor <lld she
know that the man to whom she sent
that wonderful wire was haud-ln-glove
with the mail at whom the drive of
Thursday was to he aimed.
In the office of Mr. A ,of Toronto,
there was a rush and bustle on that
Wednesday morning that had had no
parallel even In the most exciting
boom days of the summer. It was
true that the resources of Mr. A
were nearly exhausted. It was true
also, and this fact the spy had missed,
that a new bank was on the very verge
of flotation in To "onto. The President
of it was to bo Mr. A ; —. In the or
dinary course of events tt would have
been opened within two weeks or so.
Herein lies the cause of the bustle.
On 1 lie hint that n drive at Canadian
Pacific was intended Mr. A had sent
around to the banks asking prospects
for loans. He had been met by the
reply that heavy loans that morning
had pre-empted a great deal of the
available cash, and that, while the
banks were very sorry, etc., etc. To
throw his stock iu the market would
only precipitate things. That hank
must lie opened. It must be opened
at onee. All preliminaries had been
gone through with two weeks before.
The executive staff alone was Incom
plete.
That day in Toronto a bank was
created. The staff was more or less
temporary, and could not be called
efficient, but there was money, lots
of money.
On Thursday night, November 13,
the magnate received a telegram that
filled him with wrath and amazement.
"New bank Metropole opened hero
with Mr. A President. Said to ho
to protect his loans. Money eased off
at close rapidly. What shall I do?
"KNOWLTON."
The ticker told the rest of the story,
all except what was in a letter that
reached Dottie on Friday night. There
was no especial drive at Canadian
Pacific.—New York Times.
Kel Spenrlna in Winter.
Nearly all the eels in market in w!n
ter show the marks on their sides where
the spear has pinched them. Eel spear-
Ing goes on everywhere there is ice
strong enough to hear, a muddy bottom
and salt water not too deep to permit
of handling the spear.
The spear which generally finds
favor is the Sag Ilarbor pattern, con
sisting of a dull, oval blade in the cen
tre and three, four or five barbed
prongs on cither side. None of these
members is sharp. Their Intention Is
not to penetrate the eel. but to straddle
him and hold him as would a pair of
spring forceps.
The owner of a spear affixes It to a
spruce pole fifteen or twenty feet in
length, and, armed with an axe, goes
out upon the ioc, carrying a feed bag
to hold his catch. A hole is out through
the ice in a likely place, and the spearer
begins to jab the mud at the bottom in
a systematic manner.
If he Is an expert he can work
through an eight-inch hole and probe
every foot of bottom in a circle ten
feet in diameter. When he strikes an
eel tlie slightest motion of the ereatur©
imparts a thrill to the pole, which is
comiminicatd to the spearer. The prize
is then drawn to the surface and
slipped into the bag. or. if the weather
is extremely rolil, the eel Is allowed to
lie on the ice and stiffen.
Eel spearing seems to he considered
as sport liy some who indulge in it,
but with the mercury at ten or fifteen
degrees, and a nipping wind blowing
down the river, It is difficult for the
tyro to see just where the sport be
gins.
It is profitable, however,, and that Is
probably the reason why so mnny men
can be seen on the ice in the Ilacken
saek River, prodding the mud with
their long poles and drawing them
up through their reddened hands.—New
York Herald.
By applying glucose or glycerin to
their roots a French scientist declares
that be has been able to stimulate tba
growth of plants.
1*"" ljpyjriTn.r--Tr.na—|
©UIT BUDGET
OF HUMOR..
■■■■iiiiiwi i ——i ii ia in imiii
Golf.
You get yourself a uniform;
You buy a lot of sticks.
You have yourself awakened
At a quarter after six.
You go out in the country,
And you walk until you're lame,
But 3'ou're sure that you will like it
When you've learned to play the game.
—Washington {Star.
Man** Adaptability.
Jimble—"There's something wonder
ful about man."
Jumble —"So well adapted, for in
stance, to carrj' an umbrella."—Boston
Transcript.
Feminine Conversation.
Blobbs—"Women talk about nothing
but their dress."
Slobbs—"Oh, I don't know. It seems
to me I've heard some of them talk
about their • hats."—Philadelphia Rec
ord.
Who Coulil Have Placed Tliem There?
I-:iinllalv (severely) "Nor;!. I found
three hairpins in the hash at breakfast.
I hope "
Nora—"Faith, now, an' who'd iver
drame uv lookin' fur 'em there! Oi've
been missin' 'em all mornin'. Thank
you, ma'am, fur lettin' me kuow."—
New York Suu.
Wise Mamma.
"I don't like that young man's con
temptuous way of speaking of wealth."
said Mrs. Cumrox.
"But that shows his generous and
superior nature."
"Possibly, in his ease. But it ordi
narily indicates that a man hasn't
any."—Washington Star.
liisi-imrable Words.
"Say," asked the red-faced man in
the hotel writing room, "how do you
spell 'unmitigated?'"
"Why," replied the stranger next to
him, "it's u-u-m-i-t—say, my friend, I
wouldn't advise you to call a man a
liar of any sort In a letter. You'll get
yourself in trouble." Philadelphia
Press.
Simplicity of Gentns.
"But," we asked the great detective,
"have you not had some guiding rule
through life?"
"Yes," lie replied modestly; "I have
first made sure X was wrong and then
gone ahead."
Marveling at the simplicity of the
man's genius we reverently withdrew.
—New York Times.
Tenclier'i Fault#
1
I
"See here, your teacher says you're
at the foot of your class."
"But, ma, mebbe she counts from the
wrong end."—New York Journal.
Balked!
Pocahontas was pleading with the
Indians.
"What!" grunted the braves, "give
him up after we've taken the trouble
to pick him out from all the other
Smiths in the directory?"
Feuring, however, to injure them
selves with Fenimore Cooper, the noble
red men were persuaded to desist.—
New York Times.
Only an Imitation.
The opposing elevens had struggled
desperately for the mastery.
But the game was over.
Strange to say, nobody had been car
ried off the field senseless.
There were no broken bones.
Not a player had been disabled.
Not one box-e the mark of the slight
est Injury.
"It is magnificent," said the specta
tors, "but It is sat football."—Chicago
Tribune.
Belt Made or I'enntes.
One of the most original of hells and
also a necklace were finished during
the week for a woman who is enthu
siastically interested in Indians and
their progress. An Indian silversmith
did the work, which was in copper,
and after it was completed the mate
rial for a gown was selected and made
up to go with the ornaments.
These latter were of fanciful disks of
copper, the copper used being all
United States pennies. There were
thirteen largo disks in the belt, each
made of twelve pennies. An idea of
what was required was given the In
dian workman, and he made his own
designs. The necklace was of smaller
disks, each made from a penny, but
thinner and larger in circumference,
and made in a design to match the
belt. The necklace was rather long,
falling to the bustllue. The disks were
not flat, but raised a little in the centre,
and in the beautiful red of the copper
after it had been worked, delightfully
effective.
To wear with the necklace and belt
a gown of golden brown cloth was
bought which exactly suited the orna
ments. The work was so entirely satis
factory that the originator of the idea
immediately ordered another belt and
aeeklaee for a friend. Indian workmen
do not always work by scale, and the
disks of the second necklace were
slightly larger than those of the first,
and the chain was made longer to give
It a better proportion. The woman
who received it. not caring for this ex
tra length, had several of the dtsks
removed and sent for three more to add
to them, and this gave her a bracelet
of the copper. The set of belt and
necklace cost about .S3O.
The only person who was not pleased
with the work when it was completed
was the Indian. He is a Navajo, and a
particularly intelligent man, hut he is
a silversmith, and he does not believe
in working in "the red," as he calls the
copper, and which he considers to be
very commonplace. As a matter of
fact, the Indian work in copper is more
artistic than that in silver.—New Y'ork
Times.
Order of tlie Silken Cord.
In Turkey diplomatists can take
"silk" like lawyers in England, hut in
the Ottoman Empire it is the result of
a dismal failure, aud it takes the form
of a cord. After the civil servant has
received it, the subsequent proceedings
of his own country or elsewhere inter
est him no more. One of the latest
recipients of this emblem of the "happy
despatch" is the wliilom military at
tache of the Sultan in Berlin, llanidi
Bey. This gentleman seemed to get
on very smoothly in the German cap
ital, until one day he was summoned
to return in haste. The news caused
a great sensation throughout Germany,
but especially in the social circles of
Berlin. The explanation given, was
that his nerves had become shattered
and his reason a trifle unhinged. He
had gone, his compatriots said, to a
remote part of the empire to vegetate
and get better. Then the intelligence
caiue that on the way to ids place of
banishment he had jumped overboard,
and had never been heard of again.
But now news has been received from
Stamboul that his body has been
washed ashore, aud has been hurriedly
buried in silence at dead of night. It
is also reported—and the Berliner
Tageblatt gives currency to the rumor
—that marks of strangulation were
found on the neck of the ill-starred
diplomatist. But what his alleged
crime was and why he received the
silken cord is one of the many mys
teries which hang like clouds over
Yildiz Kiosk.—London Telegraph.
I.ondon's Kinkiijou.
A new specimen of this curious lit
tle bear-like creature from South
America has just been added to the
collection of live beasts in the Itegent's
Park. The kinkajou lias the odd char
acter of looking like almost anything
in the mammalian line rather than
that which it actually is. The older
zoo'ogists suspected it to be a lemur,
by virtue probably of its large eyes
and generally lemur-like head. It Is,
however, of the hear kind, and lives
among trees, holding fast by its pre
hensile tail. If the tail he grasped in
the hand—care having been previously
taken to ascertain that the sentiments
of the kinkajou Itself are friendly
it will do what the crocodile in "Sylvie
and Bruno" did, and that is, walk up
Its own tail. After this acrobatic
feat there is perhaps no further need
its merits to disclose. Westminster
Gazette.
Reciprocity.
The simple principle that one man's
opinion Is as valuable as that of his
neighbor, did not meet with the ap
proval of the professional man In this
story from the Chicago Tribune:
"These shoes, doctor," said the cob
bler, after a brief examination, "aren't
worth mending."
"Then, of course," said the doctor,
turning away, "I don't want anything
done to them."
"But I charge you fifty cents, just
the same."
"What for?"
"Well, sir, you charged me $5 the
other day for tolling me there wasn't
anything the matter with me."
Cold Comfort.
"I was sitting here with the crea
tures of my brain for company," said
tlie budding poet and playwright to a
visitor who had found him before a
dying fire.
"You poor thing!" said the visitor,
who was a practical person and a dis
tant relative. "I said to myself as I
opened the door, 'lf he doesn't look
lonesome, then I never saw a man that
did!'"—Youth's Companion.
You can't always distinguish be
tween a wise man and a fool it each
keeps his mouth shut.
REFRIGERATOR CARS MADE
THE BEEF TRUST POSSIBLE
Development of the Chicago Stock Yards
More Than a Billion Pounds of Dressed
illeat Leave the Windy City Annually.
■♦>+> —-*£—{>
Chicago's ment Industry hnd Its real
origin 111 the refrigerator car, soine
whut more than a score of years ago.
The Capital Union Stock Yards Trans
fer Company was chartered in 1803,
and it soon grew to be an institution
of magnitude. But it could never have
been more than a slaughtering place
and market for Chicago and a "clear
ing house" for live cattle destined for
other markets save for this invention.
A steer weighing Hioo pounds con
tains about 880 pounds of useful prod
uct. Only about 000 pounds of this is
directly salable as meat. In shipping
cattle on the hoof it is necessary to pay
freight on the whole 1200 pounds. Abil
ity to slaughter in Chicago and save
the freight on 000 pounds gave the
Western man an advantage the East
erners could not meet. The attack
on the Eastern market was begun in
Boston. That city was soon won over
entirely to the Western packers. Then
New York was invaded, and after that
the rest of the world was brought into
line. The Chicago slaughter houses
were doubled and doubled again. Acre
after acre was covered with new build
ings designed for use in the industry.
Thousands of men were put to work at
construction in I'ackingtowu, which
was built on the western edge of the
stock yards, other thousands went to
work in the cities which the packers
invaded, building storage houses and
wholesale markets, first in the big
cities, then in the smaller ones, until
wherever one goes to-day he finds
the Chicago dressed beef storehouses
close beside the railroad. And near
scores of lakes in Southern Wisconsin
may be seen the gigantic icehouses In
which ice Is stored in hundred thou
sand ton lots to aid the refrigerating.
Refrigerator cars are expensive.
There are many trunk lines of rail
road running east from Chicago, and
no one of them could afford to build
and own enough refrigerators to carry
the output of the big packing houses.
The leading packers built the cars for
themselves, and, having the cars, were
able to ship by what line they would,
and charge the railroads a stiff price
for the rent of the cars. Competition
was found to be a useful means of
keeping down freight rates, and the
packers used it freely. To-day more
than 20,000 refrigerators are in use car
rying meat products from Chicago, and
nearly all of these belong to the pio
neers In the field—"the Big Six." Ar
mour & Co. own more than 10,000 of
them. Swifts more than half as many.
Lipton, the Anglo-American, Ham
mond, Libby, each concern lias its
own. There are others owned by the
railroads and by the smaller houses
and by special companies, which ac
commodate those who have not cars
of their own. There are more than 100
firms engaged in the business of pack
ing meat about the Union Stock Yards,
though the six big ones have the bulk
of the business.
CHICAGO'S GREATEST INDUSTRY.
Thus it is that of all the beef slaugh
tered in this country more than forty
per cent.—nearly one-half, in fact-
Is killed In the packing houses about
the Chicago Stock Yards. In 1001
more than 3,ooo,ooocnttle were shipped
thither from every Stale in the Union,
and of these nearly two-thirds—a little
less than 2,ooo,ooo—were slaughtered
and dressed in the yards. Eight mil
lion hogs of 22,000,000 killed in the
whole country and 4,000,000 sheep
shared their fate, as did nearly 200,000
calves. A single railroad brought 07,-
000 carloads and others nearly as
many each.
These millions were not the lank,
long-horned Texas cattle, that formerly
met their death in Chicago, but blooded
stock, mostly hornless, though number
ing many fancy short-horn, and they
reached the yards fat and sleek from
the feeding farms of lowa, Illinois,
Missouri, and, in fact, from nearly
every part of the country.
lowa, Nebraska and Kansas raise
corn by millions ef bushels. The
greater part of that corn they feed
to the cattle from the grazing country.
These corn-fed cattle have made Amer
ican beef famous. And in the dressing
and shipping of that beef at Chicago
centres the labor of not only the herd
ers of Texas and the short-grass coun
try—all of Western Kansas and Ne
braska—hut the corn raisers as well,
who form middlemen between the
plainsmen and the packers.
The farmers are swiftly learning that
corn in the shape of good beef is worth
more than corn on the cob. So not
only from the West, but from the
South and even from the East, fancy
cattle go to Chicago, It is not uncom
mon for a blooded cow or bull to bring
S2OOO at the stock yards. Farmers
who ten years ago hnd not a beef
animal on their ground now number
their herds by hundreds, and have
found that a small herd of fancy stock
can be raised and marketed profitably
where the loug-liom of happy memory
would have been an utter failure. Ten
years ago the action of the President
would have affected not a tenth of the
men and women who are reached by it
to-day.
FIVE HUNDRED BUSY ACRES.
This meat trade of the country cen
tres not only in Chicago, but in a re
stricted area in that city, in the old
town of Lake. In that area, where last
year forty per cent, of the cattle and
t third of the hogs of the,country were
marketed, there has been a stock yard
for thirty-seven years. In those years
the $-100*000,000 of stock that has been
marketed there has aggregated the
stupendous sum of more than $0,000,-
000,000, and that is merely the raw ma
terial that has come there to be manu
factured into ment. The value of the
manufactured product is incalculable.
The stock yard company's original
stock of $1,000,000 was quickly sub
scribed. The yards, as opened in De
cember, 1805, occupied 300 acres of
marsh land on llulstead street—the
present site. At first the cattle came
in rude cars, mawling over rough
rails from the West, to be unloaded,
fed, watered, rested and sold at the
yards, thence to be dispatched East or
slaughtered for local consumption. /
The value of the cattle handled In-if
creased in eight years from $10,000,000
to three times that sum. Last year
15,000,000 animals, with a value of
$283,000,000, were handled in the
yards.
To-day the cattle, sheep and bogs
travel Chicagoward at express sched
ules, in "palace stock cars," and it is
no remarkable achievement for a man
to land a herd of 2000 animals in the
yards in a single day, so that they
may be disposed of at once at "the top
of the market." The old way of send
ing in cattle and taking the best price
obtainable has passed. To-day the
farmer watches the price of heef, and
when it goes up rushes his cattle at
limited train speed to the yards and
sells out before the drop comes.
For the handling of these cattle the
original 300 acres has increased to 500, .
150 acres of which is paved, most
it with brick. In these clean, brick- V
paved pens (which number 13,000)
there are twenty-five miles of water
trough. There are 230 miles of rail
road track in the yards, four miles of
unloading platform with chutes, twen
ty-five miles of street, ninety miles of
water and fifty of sewer pipe, 10,000
hydrants and a water works having
six artesian wells running down 2250
feet into the earth and supplying
0,000,000 gallons of water a day.
FOUR STEERS KILLED EVERY MINUTE.
The day has gone when the leading
packers are willing to give out figures
which will show the extent of the enor
mous business which they are carrying
011. The statistics which follow, how
ever, are from a recent authority, and
represent the second largest of the
establishments making up the so-called
"Big Six." The buildings occupied lav
tlie linn, and which are 111 the heurtof
"Packingtown," cover sixty-live acres
of ground. They range from one-story
sheds to eight-story smokehouses and
warehouses, and uggiegate 150 acres
of fioor space. Tills company employs
18,433 men, to whom is paid a weekly
wage of more than $200,000.
In one year this firm handled In Chi.
eago 1,-137,844 cattle, 2,038,051 sheep
and 3.028,050 hogs. Much of the prod
net of these was consumed in Chicago,
being carried out from Packingtown
in tlie endless string of wagons which
run from the warehouse to the city
by day and night. One hundred and
seventy thousand six hundred and
eighty-four carloads of dressed beef
and other meat products were shipped
from the city, much of it for Eastern
consumption and export. Nearly 300
carloads a day were shipped by this
one firm of the Chicago packing liousesJ
The largest single day's killing by tl"j3i.
firm was 55,140 animals—lo,973
10,911 sheep and 27,250 hogs. In the
enormous cold storage house which ad.
joins tlig abattoirs is room for the car
basses Of 15,110 cattle, 18,000 sheep
and 47,400 hogs. ••
The complete slaughter and dressing
of a steer in this house—from the
time it is knocked in the head in the
pen till it has been beheaded, hung up
by the heels, skinned, gutted, split,
washed nud passed on to the cooler
takes thirty-nine minutes. Cattle are
slaughtered in the ordinary course of
business at the rate of 210 an hour, or
four every minute. Hogs are killed
nud dressed more quickly than cattle."
From the time that the porker is
shackled by the hind legs and hoisted
on to the trolley till he lias run by the
sticker, been cleaned, dipped in scald
ing water, split and trimmed till he is
in a temperature of thirty-eight do*
glees and slowly hardening is onlyV.
thirty-two and a half minutes. Froiif
000 to 700 hogs are slaughtered every
hour at Swift's. Sheep take two min
utes longer than hogs for killing and
dressing, and C2O are handled every
sixty minutes.
As the business of pork and beef
packing has increased the tendency
lias been to narrow the work of each
man down to some single act. Time
was when tlie butcher stuck the knife
in the pig's threat, hung him up, gutted
him, and by deft strokes of many kinds
reduced liiln to marketable shape. To
day ever hog passes 130 men, each of
whom has one thing to do ill tlie pro
cess of dressing. One cuts away tlie
hench bone, another odd bits of hair,
and another the "leaf." Another spill*
the back bone, another divides it Ili'oJL-'
halves and another washes it with hot*
water. This single firm sells annually
more than 9,000,000 hams, most of
whlcli,nre from the Chicago house. It
kills a small proportion at Omaha,
Kansas City and St. Joseph.
It Is seldom that you can get a self
made man to apologize.