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NYE TTADES IN BLOOD. A Tislt to Chicago Stock Yards Sng gcst Some Thoughts. Everything regarding Chicago will be doubly interesting to the general public for the next two or three years, and it is therefore nat ural that the varied features of the young giant should be more or less discussed both at home and abroad. That is just what Chicago wants. That suits her. That is what she put? her various millions into an exposition for. (I should have referred to her as a giantess above instead of a giant, for I see that I have fallen into the feminine pro noun since. However, we will let that pass.) The stranger should go at once from the depot to the Auditorium. He will save time by this, for then he can answer those who ask him if he has seen the Auditorium and answer affirmatively, and be done with it; but if he should wait until he he has done something else he will be more or less broken in unon by this inquiry. Later on I may speak of (his great structure with the unfortunate name, but I shall not have space at this time, owing to the fact that I purpose speaking a word or two regarding the stock yards. All sorts of honest and success ful industry are honorable, whether it be through the avenue of litera ture or dressed beef. Succès is the mark of public approval, and con tinued success the certficate of in tegrity. It was honorable for Gen. Grant to canvass for a book or tan skins. It was honorable for Van derbilt to farm it or run a ferry. It was honorable for Gould to sur vey Delaware county with a wheel barrow and a fine tooth comb. It was honorable for the older Astor to skin muskrata and swap brass collar buttons to the Indians for beaver skins if the noble red man suifared for collar buttons. What 1 dislike is for the descendant of Mr. Astor to cultivate such a big robust and malignant case of hau teur. He visited Chicago some lime ago and stated in an inter view, which he had arranged for as soon as he could attend to it, that the people of Chicago fre quently sat on the front steps and that visitors were met at the door by the housemaid. Thereby cov ertly intimating that Mr. Astor is in the habit of answering the door himself. Possibly, however, Mr. Astor keeps a man who answers the door bell and does nothing else hardly. That may be, but it is only a few briet autumns since the brave and eturdy mother of the Astor race came around Irom the spring house to greet the guest in her stocking feet, aud the greeting was none the less cordial eyethcr for a' that and n' that. We should not be held responsible for the errors and ac quired snobbery of our grandchild ren. From the deep recesses of the unborn future there may couie some day a great-grandchild who will inherit my wealth and name, and while I squirm about in mv close fitting tomb he may have a valet to dress him in the morning and train up his whiskers on a trellis, and he may vi -!t Chicago where his ancestors had been so generously and hospitably treated years before, and when he goes homo to England or Tuxedo h may send for a reporter ;;:ul tell him how his refined nature was shocked all the time t..;u he was away. Glancing hastily from V .r. Astor to the Chicago stock yaiV..-, I will say thai few realize, or can do so. the magnitude of this o .e 1 fini tion of Chicago. We can hardly imagine 1,280 acres of grav.ad cov ered with meat, to speak plainly; I ; . not [ I to pig he ent dess Sng the or nat the less she an have I pro let once him and he It 1,280 acres almost covered at least with the business of converting live stock into food for man. I had never before visited this insti tution, ho I went there all dressed up, in order to make an impres sion on the working classes. Shortly after my arrival it came on for to rain, and having came on for that puipose it removed its coat, suspenders and hat, it rained more earnestly and more vocifer ously than anywhere else I ever saw it outside of Ireland. I wore a frock coat, patent leather shoes and a silk hat. After a while the mud, gore and hair, to say nothing of lard and disarranged liver, gave me a blase look that attracted attention when I got b ack on State street. One man whom I did not know asked me if there had been any trouble o!" a strike at the stock yards. The visitor is apt to go first to the assassinating department. I remember butchering day at home when I was a boy. It was differ ent from this. We had generally about three shotes to kill, and we waited most always until the weather was so cold that we could not plow. Then we butchered. We began about daylight to heat water for scalding purposes. Then we climbed the fence and began a series of uncalled for yet bitter and personal attacks on the elder ma ternal hog, while her ear piercing 6queals rent the sky and her hot blood spattered our neat little over alls. All day we alternately scorched ourselves or froze to death, and at night three flabby, waxen remains perfectly devoid of bowels of compassion or other viscera, pried open so that the November wind could sough through their pulseless forms or dally with their leat lard through the long and frigid hours, hung in a row. Then came the days when all through the dear old homestead the smell of nice hot lard sought out every corner and even pervaded the beau tiful brown linen Sabbath school suit, which caught and retained the ravishing fragrance for years after. Here you hear in the distant and the somber depths of the building a smothered wail ever and anon. You go toward it and find a brisk young man in tall rubber boots standing in a bloodv stall with a flashing blade in his hand, while near him in a big pan to which is attached a long handle catches the hot, fresh tide of life as.it spurts with a purple impulse following the long, keen blade. About every fifteen seconds, while we stood there, a new subject came up heels first out of the big slaugh ter pen, as a log is pulled out of the pond of a big saw mill, and with.a plunge of the knife as it passed on another swung into posi tion head down, and the unerring steel struck the same point for ward of the shoulder and to the left uf the windpipe. No experi ments were made. The young butcher s sryle of vaccination al ways took. I remember once, years ago, my father went away on business, to serve on the petit jury, I think, and told me to k.ll the P'g It was easy to say that. He might also have included other ; friends of the family, but he did . not think of it perhaps. However, [ I began the most elaborate prepara tions and tried to nerve myself up to it by frequent recourse to hard cider, for I had never personally shed innocent blood before. The pig would probably weigh ItiO pounds, and was not fi erce until he found out that I seemed set on mutilating him without any appar ent cause. Then he broke down down the fence, ate up a small god dess of liberty which I had once j in in j ! I . : j I I the tattooed on my leg, so that I could be identified in case I should run away and go to sea and stumble against a watery grave, as I had intended to do at that time. The animal wandered away into a cornfield, and be tracked him by his bloody footsteps. We overtook him along toward noon, and my younger brother held him down while I made an incision in the neck which proved fatal. As we started to drag the animal toward home his head fell off. I state this in order to show that sincerity and inflexibility of purpose had already begun to show themselves even at this early age. After some delay we succeeded in removing the bristles also some of the pelt, and I began the deli cate operation of prying into and exposing the anima'ls complex works. I guess it would not be best to describe this, for it gives me great pain to recall it. I only know that I cannot see yet what he had ever done with so many of them or who could have ever ar we the a ranged such a large assortment in such a little space. They came pouring out like a cataract of new and strange vitals with cro cheted borders on them, and alto gether I felt saddened and de pressed. I went over to a neighbor and got him to come and assist me. I told him I had operated once or twice on a hen, but a hen travels light. She does not over burden herself with vitals that way. Just give a hen two or three little fixings of that kind and she will go around perfectly contented. But it is not so with a hog. I never saw a hog that knew when he had enough of anything. In the early days they used to assess people here at the stock yards for beer money, and if they did not get it they would pelt the visitors with fragments of liver and such little testimonials as that. So it was a custom even among temperance people to give them the money. It was so until one day an English capitalist who owned a large share of one pack ing house got a steer's lung down the back of his neck and eighteen feet of sausage wound around his silk hat, and he spoke of it in terms of resentment to the superin tendent. Then it was changed. The sausage machine is one of the most intelligent that I ever saw. The Havana wrapper is pulled on over a metallic spout, and then by a terrific force exerted above the sausage meat reservior the whole thing is pushed through this spout into the wrapper, and yard upon yard of this delicious bivalve is reeled off while you wait. One house takes the lives of 2,400 pigs per day, and they are chilled j and ready fer the table by night. Mr. Armour personally killed 1, 450,000 hogs last year, not in a spirit of revenge, but in order to improve the condition of mankind aud keep the rude and disagree able wolf from his own door. Prying a little into his business affairs yesterday, I found that he did a business of $05,000,00 last year. He also paid out $3,500,000 in wages. With a piece of clalk I figured on the back of an oil paint in Mr. Armor's pleasant office that, j allowing each year, say 1,500,000 ! hogs, G50,0C0, cattle and 350,0C0 I sheep at a low estimate, in five . years Mr. Armour, single handed, could encircle the globe with a : continuous girdle of intestines! What a thought! What food for j thought also! But as Mr. Armour said in our I talk, when I asked him for a little I recipe for becoming a millionaire: "Here is the secret of the success of the Big Four. 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