CHAPTER XXXIII.

THE ESSENCE OF HUMBUG.

During this and the previous years, some of the older fanciers and

breeders had resorted to the most fulsome and nonsensical style of

advertisements, to push off their stock upon the unguarded. No quality

of superlative goodness, known or unknown, that could be described in

the English language (either by means of "communications" through the

public prints, or by ordinary forms of advertising), was omitted to be

proclaimed by the owners of fancy stock, in order to force off upon the

credulous or the uninitiated their "newly-imported" stuff, and its

progeny.

High-sounding but most ridiculous titles were given, by the nominal

"importers," to their live stock; and the public were asked to purchase

"Hong-Kong" fowls, "Bengal Eagle" chickens, "Wild Indian Mountain" hens,

"Whang-tongs," "Quittaquongs," "Hoang-Hos," "Paduas," etc.; and the

following advertisement appeared, finally, to cap the climax of this

inexpressibly stupid nonsense. It was printed in an agricultural

monthly, issued somewhere in western New York, and it ran as follows:

"MORMANN & HUMM, Importers and Exporters of, and Dealers in, all

breeds and varieties of Blooded Live Stock, Big Falls, N.S. Messrs.

Mormann and Humm are now perfecting their arrangements for

_importing_ from Europe and Asia all the best breeds of Horses,

Cattle, Hogs, Dogs, Sheep, Rabbits, Goats, Fowls, &c. &c., and for

_exporting_ Buffalo, Elk, Deer, Moose, Badgers, Bears, Foxes,

Swifts, Eagles, Swans, Pelicans, Cranes, Loons, &c. &c. They will

keep on hand, as near as may be, all the best Blooded Animals and

Fowls--gallinaceous and aquatic--fancy and substantial--which they

will furnish to their numerous patrons in Europe and America at

reasonable rates. All orders should be directed to Big Falls, N.S.,

until otherwise notified.

"Also, they have imported the finest and only PTARMAGINS ever

introduced into the United States. These surprisingly beautiful

fowls are direct from the original stock. The Ptarmagins--white in

winter and ash-colored in summer--booted and tufted--are the most

unique of domestic fowls. They will supply orders for Ptarmagin

chickens; also, Hoang-Hos, Imperials, Falcon-hocked Cochins, (!)

and a large variety of Improved Suffolks and other fine hogs, from

the choice stocks of His Royal Highness Prince Albert, His Grace

the Duke of Beaufort, Lord Wenlock, the Earl of Radnor, late Earl

of Ducie, Rev. Mr. Thursby, Mr. Garbanati, &c. &c. Also some choice

Chinese Mandarin and Siamese hogs, &c. &c. &c."

In this same pamphlet, appeared the annexed communication (in the form

of a letter to the nominal publisher), which will explain itself,

probably, to those who are acquainted with its hifalutin author. It was

a rich "card," in the estimation of the "boys," at the time of its

first appearance, though nobody ever saw this extraordinary beast or its

progeny, I imagine:

Chinese Mandarin Hogs.

"_----, Nov. 7, 1854._

"FRIEND M----:

"We have just purchased the lot of _Chinese Mandarin Swine_,

imported, &c. &c. &c....

"This is the best breed of China hogs, and are great favorites with

the inhabitants, _the meat being remarkably tender and

fine-flavored_. At maturity they weigh from fifteen to eighteen

score, and are very prolific.

"The head and face of these animals very closely resemble an

elephant, both as to the appearance of the skin and ears, and the

number and depth of facial fissures; perfectly unique, and

strikingly oriental in capital aspect.

"The neck is longer than that of anything of the hog race,

imparting a most singular appearance to the proportions of the

whole animal.

"These Chinese hogs are entirely different from anything of the

sort ever imported into this country before, and are the most

prolific of the swine race. The imported sow and each of the

sow-pigs have _eighteen_ well-developed dugs. The number of

well-defined dugs is always the best _prima facie_ evidence of

prolificness in any animal.

"The bodies of these hogs are shaped like the _white_ Berkshire

breed of England. They take on fat with remarkable rapidity, and,

in color, though not so spotted as the leopard, these hogs are

beautifully striated, the body spotted like polished alabaster and

ebony, checkered and rounded most exquisitely.

"We shall have an engraving of these animals for the northern

agricultural papers, and one of the great English periodicals.

"Yours, truly,

"---- & ----."

The editor adds, cautiously, "The importers are gentlemen of strict

probity and honor, so far as our knowledge extends; but, in these

hurrying times, when the public excitement is up on any kind of stock, a

man _may_ import and sell worthless animals, to a great extent, before a

reaction can take place."

Now, this sort of mush and moonshine very soon nauseated upon the

stomachs of "the people," even; who ordinarily can (and will) patiently

submit to a vast deal of mummery. But when such palpable bosh as this is

placed before them, they are apt to dodge all association with it and

its clearly-expressed humbuggery; and so the tide now very quickly began

to turn against the trade. "Brahmas," and "Quittaquong" fowls, and

"Mandarin" pigs, proved too threatening a dose for the masses! They

hadn't time to spell out the names of such stock--to say nothing of

purchasing it, at round figures, and attempting to _breed_ it

afterwards.

What those men imagined they could possibly effect by this sort of

ridiculous nonsense, I am unable to conceive of. Yet it was put forth in

sober earnest; and scores of similar advertisements filled the papers,

from time to time--each having for its object the continuous gulling of

the "dear people," each in its own peculiar way.

And for years--up to this period--the star-gazing, wonder-loving,

humbug-seeking portion of the community,--the mass who fill every

corner of the land, and who watch for something continuously "new under

the sun," out of which money can be made,--I say, for years, this

portion of the public believed what they saw and read of, and responded

to this sort of thing with a gusto equalled only by the zest with which,

in years before, they had encouraged and supported the score of other

"hums" that had been current around them.

But the delusions of morus multicaulis, and Merino sheep, and patent

bee-keeping, and Berkshire pigs, and tulip-growing, had passed away; and

the hen fever, at last, subsided, too. Unpronounceable names and

long-winded advertisements wouldn't do! "The people" had ascertained

that there was an end even to Shanghae and Brahma-ism! And this

flimsiest of _all_ bubbles was now inflated fully to bursting.

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