Molasses Covered Pigs Stick Together

Pennsylvania, 1915

Stanley F. Smith, of near Irishtown, Secretary to the Oxford Township Board of Supervisors, had a very peculiar operation to perform among his swine on Sunday morning.

It was simply this: Mr. Smith, on Saturday evening visited town, and on his return home, when he alighted from his buggy, took a kettle containing one gallon of molasses from the vehicle and placed it upon a stone in the barnyard, where he expected to get it and take it to the house with him after he had stabled the horse and placed the buggy in the shed.

It happened, however, that Stanley had forgot about the molasses when he went to the house, and did not think of it until Sunday morning. It happened, also, that there were a number of shoats running at large in the yard, and during the night they discovered the kettle, overturned it, and spilled the contents. They not only ate of it, but layed down and rolled in it, and then went to sleep in a huddle.

On Sunday morning when Mr. Smith approached the yard he found three of the shoats sticking together — so much so that they could not separate and neither one of them could move without taking the other along. Finally, the only way that Stanley could contrive to separate the squealers was to cut them apart with a large mule shears, which he succeeded in doing, only after getting himself well soaked with the contents of the kettle, which now covered the shoats.

—New Oxford Item, New Oxford, PA, Jan. 14, 1915.

Boy, Aged 6, Falls 6 Stories Unhurt

1920

NEW YORK, N. Y. - Although he had fallen from the roof of a six-story tenement house and escaped injury, all that scared 6-year-old Tommy Burke was the appearance of a policeman whom excited women summoned after they saw Tommy strike several clothes lines.

Tommy and other boys played tag on his way down.

Out on the roof, Tommy ran too near the edge and fell off. He spun through space and landed in a deep pile of snow in the yard. Although he looked dazed for a few minutes, he brushed the snow from his clothes and looked for a place to get out of the yard.

Dr. Wheedon of the New York Hospital said Tommy was absolutely intact. Tommy commented, "Gee! Wait'll me mudder sees me suit!"

—The Saturday Blade, Chicago, March 27, 1920, page 2.


To Dumb Forgetfulness a Prey

GREENFIELD, Ind. — Caleb Moncrief, farmer, has always denied that he is absent-minded, but he has a taxi bill as proof to the contrary. After completing his business here, Moncrief drove home, forgetting he had taken his wife to town with him. she followed in a taxi.

—The Saturday Blade, Chicago, March 27, 1920, page 1.