The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, December 22, 1899, Image 2
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If A TIGER TAIL
^S i [ THE STORY OF A Fi
RUNAWAY 1
|K 2 TENNEI
BY MARTHA M'CUL
* Orvyrlyht f>;/ Martha J
B| f ??e?
B ??? HE cluch play^v
ers Iu tbc back
P 111 room of the store
JAak, looked up from
their hands na
R /Vi^g [ml Squire Jordan
B.QLCpf^j|| came In. No othB
er resident of
p Tiger Tail coul<1
I ^ have distracted
jR*?s^<C?5^V X them to that de'
C--^g^\>??? gree. Tiger Tall
. > is Tennessee ter^
ritory, yet abuts upon Kentucky. It la
Rnot, of course, down on any maps, not
JTeven the local ones. To be exact, ita ,
^fnctes and bounds are known accnrate- j
ly only by outlauil folk. wlio. say those '
of Tiger Tail. live in such ill conditioned
regions ns Possum hollow.
(Wildcat, Texts and the Cooticy range.
Still the Tiger Tailors do not quite
deny that Tiger Tail exists. They are
\ nebulous only ns to Its whereabouts.
"Howdy, squire? Want to play?
Take my hand," Jim Wilson, the store- I
keeper, said, making as if to rise from
the table. The other three players ,
laughed uproariously. "He's a beauty
boy; that's what Jimmy Is." one of
them said. "lie's Just nine uudor the
table, squire. Of course he wants to
be polite." I
I The squire laughed. "I'll play and
|>ay If I lose out. Jimmy." he said,
*4but ef I beat them rascals over thftf
you must do nie a little small favor."
: "Anything you say. squire," Jim
said, hauding over the cards. The
squire chuckled, but masked It with a
scowl ns he answered: "Better not
promise too brash, son. What 1 want
la for you to thrash Tennessee. Think
you can do It?"
"Why. that is sorter Juboua." Jim
responded. The others let fall their
cards, looking significantly one at the
otlier. Tout Turner, the squire** partner
In the game. whistled and said,
till pursing his lips:
"So I -suppose Tennessee's mind is
act on Milam's gal."
The squire nodded. "And mine as set
that he shan't have her. 1 reckoned
I'd find that gentleman here and come
Juat a-purpose to give him the word
jwlth the bark on It."
i "I always said that boy'd give you
trouble ever seuee you went nud give
blu that jography name." au oldish
uitlly.
The sqnlre looked at him and
ehuekled again. "It had to be Jography
?or 'rlthmetlc," he said. "Blame
your akin, Bill Jordan, you know that
as well as me. Seben brothers of us.
all in one poor neighborhood, and the
last one of us too lazy to move out.
would put old man Solomon to his
trump3 for names. J didn't start its
Boon as the rest of you uellhor. Time
I begun to raise a family you had dou
t>lcd and trlhhled ou ull the liaudy
JScrlpcber names."
"Don't you reckon this Is sorter a
Judgment on you. squire? Remember
lio'w many runaway couples jou've (
married"? another of the ciucb play
era began.
' The squire silenced him with a look
"Do you think I'm goln to belittle tuy
omce uy not coin what-1 was "l?-?-io<l to
do?" ho asked severely. "I have mflr
ried runaways?oh, yes, twcnty-sobon
couple?but every Inst one of 'em ooine |
from Kentucky. Up tbnr I bey Iij ve to
have written consents froin ibo par- ,
ents before they can Kit n license. Is
1t my fault tbnt I happen to live on
the straight road front Kentucky to
Bellsboro? Of course mine's a bandy
place to them young folks. All they j
Wot to do Is to have the llc? use wnit.'n
i ^
11 ^
li j "I WANT A UIG PARTY CIIKIRTM AT> F.VE '
tor 'eiu, nui! they'll' .i.nnli'.l haul ami
fast, us well uf u or-Rot.t could <1<> t
f I do say It myself, t'me they'.'o hi" '
"half an tiour on Trunesae il'rt."
"S'posln your Tono< fsco sl>oi:M
away" - the squire"m ?.i . k"* I-oc:?i:i
"Yl here d he i in . * ]>r.terrupted
pointedly ' i mi M i >.
-IdHnm s nnoir us shj -M ! n* . '
ma'.cli. That's one tinpf? i <
#o luttd. Tblnkiu of t. ..i > ' ' !;.i"i
lulgliry nipfh an tucjii" r i \.>r. < !
Jfco s <!ni'fn in ni>Ji'( i '< .i'"? ..
jyylu a ordain"
; "I idwtlJ'S y; pr ?"?
quarter arlu Von :rr' < ' ! i.? . * I.
quarreled over ii 'A? \oi-n i '
Jlam .Ionian said incdh'it:\ ?ly
i The squire snorted : hit "IV
'me $10 on thai skew hull of his. mo
then claimed he'd won lieenuao tn.v
addle tnrnoil." lie sahl "That shotv?
the plzen meanness of the breed."
ij'WeU. Betty can't help that- Sbe'i <
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CHRISTMAS. | I!
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(VJVIILY FEUD AND t
ttATCII IN jV ?
3SE3. f |-g
.LOCH WILLIAMS ||| !
IcCuUwft II'titlame. \> i !'.* i
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good looktn and a mighty fine housekeeper,"
Jlin Wilson said soothingly.
"You couldn't have n better, squire. 1
cau't hastily blame Tennessee. A big
house is mighty lonesome with no woman
In it. I'll bet money you won't
blame him, neither, time she's been
thur a year."
"I'll bet the house and farm she don't
ver come thar, uot while my head Is
hot," the squire roared.
"I'll take the bet. She'll come and
for your askin." a voice said from
the door. Teunessee stood there laughing
heartily. He was a big fellow, as
tall and well muscled as bis father
was slight and withered, yet the pair
?\ ere curiously alike. They bad the |
same obstinate chilis, the same bright
dark eyes, exactly the same level look
Tennessee made a dash at his father.
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h I in to Ills feet. saying as tlio squire i <
fumed ami writhed In his hold: "I\a. j I
yon ain't nigh as mad as yon think. | i
Anyway, le's stop quarrcliu till after
Christinas. It's Jest two weeks off.
4TO TAKE AND KEEP EACH OTIIKR KOH UETTKI!
Oil V.OKSK "
I want a liig party Christinas eve.
You've always promised me I might
have it when 1 eoiue 21."
??0.\ I ! <? 1\??4 I'itii il nn't <lneoiM'o (I
you young rascal," the squire said.
"Promise ine what I ask, and you may
have a party as long as Christmas,
uuiice auu i roue me \Yiron- *, eei\?yes.
till ohl Christmas if you want to."
"You mean about marry in Betty?"
Tennessee asked airily. "I'm just
bound to do that, Marse Squire, but
I'll promise this?1 won't uever do It
uulcss you are thai* to see and willin It
should be done."
"Hurrab! You're givln yourself a
long time to wait, sir." the squire said
eagerly, then beginning to out a pigeon
wing in bis Joy. "Now get about your
party, sir We'll make It n rousor, the
biggest thing that ever come off in Tiger
Tall."
*******
Not withstanding Christ mas eve fell
rainy and dark as the proverbial stack
of black cuts, everybody came to Tennessee's
party. The Jordan bouse was
big and square, wltli tall outside chirnueys
and a makeshift gravel drive
ieading in semiclreularly from the two
gates upon the big road a hundred
yards away For the party both gates
were set open. Everybody rode or
urov?\ even ino ueuresi neignoors. i'eopie
began coming at dark and kept
coming until I) o'clock.
Even before supper playing began
with great spirit. There was a room
given jp to it indeed, since not a few
of t lie company had religious scruples
against even a reel. By and by, when
the tables were cleared, there would be
dancing.
Tennessee was the life of .everything.
His father eyed him as he went
about smiling, slinking hands, setting
every one at lively ease, seeiug to everything
and seeming to make frleudly
service a pleasure, with ever growing
pride. There were no hostesses.
"We can't ask one of our kin women |
to help without madding all the rest," ,
the squire had said to Tennessee.
Still the supper was miraculous
Black Peggy rose to the opportunity
of her life. "You g'wnn 'way, Marse
Squire. I.eabe dis yere tor Die and 1
Tennessee," she had said.
The result was a tnlde shaped like
thr? 1i?ttr*r 7 /Irniwwt lit ulilto wn clnn/lo/l
with evergreens, lighted with many
caudles ami showing all down the mid
die a row of big iced cakes, brave In
holly and cut paper trimmings. Ho*
sides all that pile of cut enke. at least ]
a dozen sorts, there were nuts, caudles,
fruit in pyramids, big bowls of wine
jelly, other bowls of ambrosia, nnd '
nil merely as supplement to hot oysters.
roast turkey, roast pig. steaming
eoffee nud beaten biscuit.
"Ray. squire, 110 wonder you ain't
keen after n housekeeper," Tom Tttrner
said as be took his third help of ,
roast pig.
Jim Wilson at Ids elbow nudged him
sharply, saying In n stage whisper.
"Ain't you got sense enough to know ,
squire and Tennessee ain't namin that j
subject no more until New Year's?"
"I onghter 'a* knowed. I never
thought," Torn snid. .
The squire had walked away with
out answer'ng. Jim looked after him !
ami snid: "It's n plumb shame he won't
be rlconclled to Itetty Milam. Inn
wor.'.e I believe for him and Tonnes *
?ee to git of cross and pile. They'r*
r.
o mighty close to one 'notber, them
wo. Whnrever yon see or hear the
lie you're mighty apt to see and he^r
he other."
"Round to l>e that a-way. Tennela- j
ee's all the child his pa has got," Tom
aid. "But hark! What's that? Some 1
el low must lie shootin his Christmas
funs early."
"Them nlu't Clirlstiuas guns. They're
oo close togetiier," the squire said,
valuing to a window, open In spite of
lie rain. "Besides, they ain't comiu
iglit. They souud up towards Kenueky."
"I bet It's a runaway couple." Jlui
IVilsoti cried, dashing out upon the
itazza. with the crowd pelluiel) at his
icels. "I hear horses and wheels and
'oiks hollerlu!" lie shouted back over
lis shoulder as he darted down the
steps. Tcnuessee was close - behind
lira, so close that the darkness swallowed
tlieni at the same Instant. All
the rest could hear now out upoo the
tilg road a confused and strcngtiiening
luediey?shouts, cries, curses, gallop
Ing hoofs, whirring wheels, shnrnfe
punctuated now and again by a dr<J
ping shot.
"Runaways! They're comln In! Hiffr
era! They're through the gate! Here,
squire! Get on the bottom step, with
four lantern ready! You'll have to do
k nnlnb 1,.1> ?l,to tlinn . -, Tnm IS,,..
nor cried, shouldering the people aside
and setting the little squire In the
forefront of them. He was scarcely
steady upon his feet when a horseman
upon a panting and foam covered beast
dashed Into the clair obscure of the
lantern light, crying out: "Fetch the
squire! Quick! lie knows me?Oeorge
Perdue! Here's the llceuse. squire.
Fellow 1 know?stole his gal?old
man's right behind?got a Winchester
nnd the sheriff. Tie 'em quick as you
can Thar niu't a minute to lose. It's
all right. 1 tell you! Thar they come- that
couple in the buggy abend!"
The squire seemed to swell, to stand
an Inch taller lie could hear above
the labored panting of the two horses
which drew the buggy the noise of otiter
horses Ccutlng as furiously, cries an 1
curses, too ami li< crack of a in o.
the sharp rep-v t heralded by a In ! '
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STOCKING LUNCHEON.
Novel liica I'or tx Christ man Party.
With Santa Cluuu In Evidence.
The following description of n Christinas
luncheon will be welcomed, 1 am
sure, by those who desire a novel way
of entertaining their friends at Christ
mas time. It was given lust year by
u juuuk woman 10 me mcinucrs or uei
L'lu 1 >, and as nil wort* full of the merriments
of the Christmas season the;
thoroughly enjoyed the fun prepared
for them
The decorations in the dining room,
more especially of tue table, were us
original as they were appropriate to
t ho occasion. Stockings were here,
there, everywhere, the cakes, cream
tiud decorations as much as possible repeating
that form.
Covers were laid for 15. In front
t)f each u Jolly old Santa Clnus, made
of confectionery, was weighted down!
uot by bis usual puck, but by a red
stocking containing delicious candies.
The name card, consisting of a square
white card edged with gilt, had an artistic
sketch of a chimney hung with
stockings; below, a suitable greeting,
md on the other side a name and date.
Suspended from the chandelier by gayly
colored rlbbous were favors shaped
like Htocklugs. made of pale green silk,
with lace about the top. and exquisitey
painted sprays of holly adorned each
?ne. Upon close Inspection these "little
beauties" proved to be sachet bags.
Rising from a mass of green in the
center of the table was a shapely bnl
llminutlve Christmas tree, lighted by
upall was tapers sad loaded with dol>
I
glancing glare. Steadying himself on
Tom Turner's shoulder, he said In his
k loudest, most otJlclnl voice to the pair
hhldeu In the buggy's cavernous recess:
"I)o you aud each of you solemnly
agree and covenant before Almighty
Cod and these witnesses to take aud
keep each other for better or for
worse?"
"We do." came In smothered tones
, from the eloping pair,
j "Then, by virtue of the authority In |
: nie vested. 1 pronounce you uian and
wife!" the squire shouted, making a;
dart at tLe buggy aud flinging back
the robe. "Come In. come lu. you
young people," he said. "Leave me to
, talk to the old man."
"You'll have to, pa. It's you he's'
mostly tund with," Tennessee sakl, !
springing out and handing down his
bride, a tall, pretty girl, mud splashed,
disheveled and smiling through her
i tears.
The squire, after one long, gasping
stare, was fully himself. "It is my
custom and privilege to?ahem!?kiss
the bride In ..uch cases." he said, pressing
his lips to her forehead; then to
his son. "Take her Inside, young man.
I don't forget you won the farm In
winnln her."
"No. you don't take her Inside," some
one cried from ten yards down the
drive a second after. Old Man Milam
I had flung himself off his horse and
was trying to lay hands upon his
i daughter.
Squire Jordan stepped In front of the
angry man. "I reckon our old grudge
is settled for us. Henry." he said, holding
out his hand. "Say, nln't you
ridiu tonight some of that same old
skewbald stock?"
Old Man Milaiu nodded. lie could
not trust himself to speak.
"And it was boat in tins runaway
race by my same Illaokhawk blood.
I oughter 'a' known that was Tennessee's
span." the squire went on
judicially; then, with a whimsical
chuckle, "Henry, don't it strike you
we've been a couple of fools?"
"It* does look sorter Hint way." Old
Man Milam said, and then and there
the pair shook hands, and a feud ended.
I Wq/J\j<\ Jito tbJ stJr of momlot
Ztftr 'whIch iedJth< /MmI'f way I
Mi, Lrftb leweij for eiJomlot I
Cbriij' a*/in H?? jkubl* crib H* lay. (
th/ btJblnJtr of pc^ce ai)d fladr>e?s.
sa^e of wrao?. the eod of deadly strife.
%f power ind wealth arjd warfare's madoaw
if the wide world?as oe'er before are rife.
< ' ^
III fcvir cone that brljht tomorrow
0 lov^aod Joy shall reijo o'er all the aartb.
em to* mao OO looter will brlot sorrow
|?eace shall be. as promised at His birth?
HEIL AAACDONALO
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size red stockings. They contaJned a
simple gift ?Jf some kind for every girl
present, either n thimble, letter opener,
pearl handled knife or a stlckpiu. Uo
tween red candles burning under red
sliudcs low glass vases held two ot
more en inn t Ions, placed at diagonal
corners, wreathed in sinllaz. Large,
sparkling cut glass howls were plied
with fruit and (lowers, and in nests ol
green spun sugar baskets resembling
. stockings were tilled wltb bonbons or
snlted uuts.
Later, after the delightful repast
! the girls gathered in the parlor and
had a darning contest. They were
given needles, darning cot loo and
stockings with holes out In them and
< told that they could have 15 mlnuteg
to show their skill In darniug. When
the time was up, a vote was taken
to see who merited the prize, the lucky
young woman receiving a beautiful
calendar. For the knitter who did the
~ poorest work there was a photograph
of a stocking with n big hole iu the |
heel and a man gazing at it with up
lifted hands, plainly showing his dls- ,
gust at the sight.
The guessing game was extremely ,
amusing. A grotesque looking storking.
stuffed full and immense in size,
was laid upon the table, and the guests '
wore Informed that they were to tell
what was Inside by merely feeling of
It. Each one was given a sheet of paper
and pencil and was allowed 15 minutes
to record guesses. The prize for
the most correct list was the stocking
and contents, and as the stocking was
full of comical toys of all kinds the
opening of It caused peals of laughter.'
Rum VrnoixiA Saokxtt.
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? I Uf6 tiTD-Sit'.
I IIEY were tellft
lug one uuotboi
gag^ about f I r b l
T|? I Christian ses,
pi I nud tlie portly,
A j?JI | prosperous bank/
li I in for li I is
ip story.
^ * ^-^r- y "The f 1 r 81
^ =^_^r Christmas that 1
^ ?=" \ remeinlier clearly,"
he said slowly, as if gathering hit
memories together, after lighting a
big fat cigar, "was passed nt the home
of old Deacon Mallory. I was 0 or 1
years old, and by the same token 11
must have been 40 \enrs or more ago.
"You must know that I was a coun
try minister's son. My father's charge
included a wooden meeting house
built on the Greek temple pattern, anc!
half a dozen little red sehoolhousei
perched 011 the steep hillsides and nes
tling in the deep valleys of one of th<
most northeasterly counties of Penn
sylvaula. All through that region tlx
pater was known as 'the elder,' and the
deacons of the church organizations t<
which he ministered took turns enter
taining the elder and his family ot
Christmas. As a rule, our Chrlstmai
visits lucluded Christmas eve and tw<
or three days thereafter, and so It wai
this time.
"Deacon Mallory lived ten good mllei
away from the story and a half browi
house that stood in the edge of a tre
mrudous big piece of pine and betu
lock timber where we lived, and. ther
being two feet of snow on the ground
we had to cover the teu miles In a cut
tor hauled by Crookfoot, as my fatlie
called the uuga.nly looking younj
horse lie drove in making ids wldel;
scattered pastoral calls. The day be
foie Christmas was clear and sun
shiny, but bitter cold, that year, and
shall never forget the ride to the dea
eon s.
"At first our road was on the lee sld
ui <4 ^,11-414 iitw u'uivui'ii rmge. oiienei
ed, ns we then were, from the bltiu;
wind, we scarcely realized how low th
temperature was, and, the path belu;
well packed, Crookfoot took us ove
the suow at a lively clip, the bells jit
gling merrily with every step. Her
and there the road passed through dee
cuts In the drifts between pure whit
frigid walls of snow, sometimes elgli
ami ten feet high. These walls ha
beou inscribed with many curious li:
script Ions and rude pictures, which Ir
terested me very much as we drov
along, though 1 hud never heard
word of the newly named science c
grutlitology.
"I was Intently studying some c
the pictures and inscriptions when m
father told me to look ahead and the
get ready for what 1 saw coming. A
he spoke he pointed to the brow of th
uill up which we were driving. Ther
I saw the snow drifting In a flm
white, sandlike state.
'The wind Is blowing up then
sonny, and It won't be as plensaii
when we get to the top as It is by an
means. Wrap your comforter clou
about your ears, my boy, or they'll b
frozen sure.'
"By the time I was ready for th
drifting snow we were In the midst c
It. and for the next three-q nailers c
nil linnr wn oil lni.ln.liw-. '
? ?.- ..... .... IIIWIIIK V/IUUKIUO
bad plenty to do to keep the breath o
life agoing. The hiiow was drlftlu
wildly, and of the track, so well heal
en In the sheltered part of the roa<
not a vestige was to be seen By th
time we had got over the broad bae
of the hill and down Into the valley I
which the deacon's house was situate
the human beings In the party wer
more than half frozen, while Croot
foot was nearly exhausted. Once in th
shelter again, however, wo quick!
KJjj&W V
'I COULDN'T UNDKRSTAKD WHY 8Hi? FLU8E
KD SO VIVIDLY."
thawed out, and by the time we react
ed the deacon's we were all Id falrl
comfortable shape again.
"Our stay at the deacon's made quit
as great nn Impression on my memor
as the Journey there. The deacc
owned a sawmill and did a generi
lumbering business?not one of O
great steam mills, with circle saws, <
later years, but a primitive mill, wit
upright saws, operated with an ol
fashioned undershot water wheel,
spent the afternoon In the nilII wntel
Ing the logs ns they were fed to tl
rasping saw, which slowly, thong
steadily, ate Its way from end to en<
jJfEARS AGO, |j:
C8TMA8 IN THE HTTJjS Jj l|
KEYSTONE \l 1 (
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;n spencer " \i\\
by Osborn Spencer. ! f i I
11 i
s4*l \
I producing a bright, fresh, new plank
[ with every Journey of the carriage.
"That night I slept with two of the
deacon's boys and In a trundle bed for
the first nr 1 last tiuie of ray life. We
i ooys taikeu nDoui wuat we should
? j find In our stockings till late In tbe
night.
i "Examination of the stocklDgs In the
I morning, riding down hill and out on
i ' the Icc of the deacon's frozen mill
pond, snowballing and other Incidents
t made Christmas morning pass fast
1 enough, 1 assure 3*011. And after that
came the Christmas dinner!
i "All the deacon's mill hands and
l some of his neighbors partook of that
J dinner. There were twe big t^.iles and
one little one. We boys and some little
girls sat at the little one. and there
were more folks at nil three than 1
had over before seen together any'
where except at meeting,
j "The main dish of that dinner was
' chicken. There were enough wlsbJ
bones for all the children to wish two
or three times over, and the fun every*
body had was Immeasurably satisfying,
even If the manners of every one
- present were homely and tbe talk more
? hearty and wholesome than graceful
' and clever.
"When It came my turn to wish,
Darwin Mallory, the deacon's 21-year*
I old son. told me what to wish?That
1 ! Sarah may sny yes,' he whispered In
8 | my ear. Sarah Wilson was tbe prettiest
3'oung woman in tbe room, and I
3 liked her n lot. Eater I told her what
1 1 Darwin had whispered in my ear, and
j I couldn't understand why she flushed
so vividly. Rut she seemed pleased
V hoxnncn I citto l.?- ll?. I
wvvmmuv a UV.I VUV IVUfi CUU V4 UJJ
' wishbone, for I had 'got my wish,' and
one day iu tbe following June I wai
1 present when my father pronounced
I : Darwin and Sarah man and wife.
* ' Then I was told what my wish had
] meant.
' 1 "Bless me!" said the banker. "Pre
let my cigar go out."
OSBORN SPEXCER.
; HE xmas 1
l |?y2s?',ENUS
P / 1 \ Tlie avera*? mortal
e I ft' \ \ on looklug over a colt
| 11 \\ 1 \ lection of Xmas moj
I j . nus l,ns a teiiow feelj
\ WMp lug with the hungry
, | \ 1 \ traveler who went Inc
1 \ \ to a restaurant and
a told the waiter to
,1 1 *' bring him "everything
ou the bill of fare." But the
,f reader must remember that the followy
Ing feasts have been planned for the
n day which comes but once a year and
a that there is a limit to human capacity
c for assimilation. Surely the best
.0 things in all of the lists. If there be
}a any degrees In goodness, should satis<
fy the most exacting gormand.
t ; lirvri PAn rifrninm*! ? " ^ -
' | wwii u v vn v/iiuioiaiAO UAI~1>
y Wlut neat repast shall feast us. light and choice,
e Of Attic taate. with seine, whence we may rlaa
| To hear the lute well touched or artful voice
e i Warble immortal notes and Tuscan airt
-John Mil ten. ,
a ;
,f DINNER.
. POTAOE.
Cream oi Spinach,
t, Boas o'osuvata.
,f tardlnea. Tunny Herrings. Gherkins. Pickled
Walnuts.
" rKTar.it. I
c* Mutton Cutlets, Breaded, with Cheese. *j
1, Potato Croquettaa.
e Roast Goose, Apple Sauce.
Lnituee a la Creme. Sweet Potatoes, Pried. {
Lemon Punch.
OAMK. :*]
(] Wild Duck a la Portugaiae. /;'?
Green Peas a la Francalae. Salad. ", 1
SWKKTH. '-J
I" Brandled Fruit. Ice Cream,
e Roquefort Cheese. Coffee. Biscuits.
y
DUCK A LA PORTUOAISF..?Take a wild duck,
j chop the heart, liver and gissard very las with
* three shallots, pepper and salt liberally; add a
lump of fresh butter, knead the whole wall with
a fork and ntuff it Into the carcass; cut the dnek*e
neck, reeervlng a piece of skin to sew ay the
! aperture, pack In the pope'* nose and sew Op
; likewise; then roil the duck in a cloth and Us It
round and round with a string; then plunge It
Into boiling salt water and cook W minutes; remove
the cloth and serve on a hot dish with
garnish of lemon.?Ancient Recipe. j
Mtnvrr rnn nun lamu , a niW-ft '
^ V w*? VUiVIOi-iDAO
1 celebrate the birth of the Dtrlne
I And the return of the Ha to rat an reign t
My acne* are carol* wn? at every shrine,
riSciiiiiiiBg 'Tun oa earth, gaei ?ili ts
men."
-heaihlle*.
DINNER.
Consomme Prlntannler. & (
Celery. Caviare. KadUbaa. .
Fried Smelts aus Pine Herbe. -'jt;
I Supremo of Partrld|i? *;Jr
French Peas with Freeh Butter. <
Rum Punch.
Roast Canvasback Ducks, Currant Jelly.
1- ' Lettuce Salad with Ka- H
y Cream Cheese. !
ewsrre. i
Plum Pudding In Burning Brandy.
t( ItEHSKKT.
y Fruits. Bonbons. CoFae,
" FRENCH SWEET DESSERT.?A French sweat
*' dcisrrt for Christmas is the iced fruit podding.
?? Seed quarter of a pound of Malaga raltina and lay.
)| them In a atone jar with a cup of good sherry,
add four ouncea of candied cherries cut In half,
. two ouncea uf candied apricots cut io coarse bits
and one ounce of candled citron chopped fine.
I I.et thl* candied fruit stand in the sherry for M
|. hour*. At the end of thla time make one quart
of ice cream, using one pint of rich milk sailed
" with the yolke of four eggs and one large cup o#
II sugar. Heat this custard ore* the Are foe #r?
j, minutes, stirring it constantly, then add one ghat
of cream and tn?M>
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