FIFTY PIES FOB MEAL

Evening Star, Issue 19412, 22 November 1926, Page 1

FIFTY PIES FOB MEAL

WORLD’S GREATEST EATER ATE 281bs OP HAY. Mr George W. Leader, a paper merchant, of Middlesbrough, is a happy and expansive gentleman who has nothing left to learn in (ho art of eating. A few days hence he sits down in a local hotel to cat against another mighty trenchtmvan ter a wager of £SO a side. So great is the interest centred on this “eating match ” that it is slated hundreds of pounds will change hands altogether on the result.

His last match was decided in his favor in no uncertain manner. Some two or three pounds of ham had been consumed, to say nothing of two score eggs, when Bis opponent in the contest seemed to be failing. He retired, leaving nineteen eggs uneaten! Mr Leader, already the victor, was quite upset to see all (hot, good food “ going to waste,” as they say in the North. So he also ate those nineteen forlorn eggs, together with various trimmings ranging from steak-and-kidney puddings to cream cakes! “LOT OF STOKING NEEDED.” While talking to me (writes a correspondent to an English paper) lie _ ate a tew dinners, just to keep himself in training. Mr Leader does not believe in leaving anything to chance. _ “Have you any special way of eating? I asked. “It sounds incredible that any man should be able to take so much nourishment at ore meal.” “None at alt. I’ll just read a paper anu eat and eat and eat —until the other fellow goes under. You see, I’m no little one; I need a lot of stoldng-up to keep me going!” In that Mr Loader is right. He is an immensely-made man of terrific strength. FIFTY PORK PIES. Fifty pork pies at a sitting; five or six lunches at a time; four dozen'eggs and a loaf or so of bread as a pick-me-up—by such means Mr Loader manages to maintain his strength. In this next contest of his—so formidable is his record—he is to bo handicapped. Before his opponent commences Mr Leader has to eat a pound of grilled ham and twelve eggs. That, however, is nothing to a man who, for a wager, once ate two stone of bay. Certainly there was a little artfulness practised by Mr Leader to dispose of this untasty meal, but I am not at liberty to givo it away. Someone else may some day challenge him to do the same thing agate, and stable secrets of this kind never should be given a public broadcast!