Various, Punch, or the London Charivari…
“ And the dirt! And the pigs themselves! They were positively uncanny. There was something almost human about them. They were all heads and no bodies. It was just as though the other half of the wits of the half-witted boy who looked after them had distributed itself among the whole herd. I could have wept when I thought how my purse and my swill-tub had been emptied to keep such puny monstrosities in the land of the living.I had my pig taken out and weighed. He turned the scale at forty-eight pounds.A week later I went and weighed him again; he had shrunk to forty.I am a man of action. ”
