Samuel K. Snooker, of Chicago
Sporting Times, Saturday 07 September 1907
“Warm?” remarked Samuel K. Snooker, of Chicago. “Well, I kinder calc’late Bill’s real mustard. He’s hot stuff, sir. He went to a picnic last week, and he put two hard-boiled eggs in his pocket. By the time he was ready to eat ’em, sir, he put his hand in his pocket, and found he’d hatched ’em. Hatched ’em, sir, into two cold boiled chickens!”