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DAINTY DISHES.

Yesterday a wag asked for “baked potatoes with monograms
on them.”

Dainty, delicate red raspberries, reed birds, woodcock, soft
shell crabs and brook trout! that's what we had for dinner yesterday.
They's got them down stairs and I'll tell you privately
how to get them. When you came in to the dining-room you
must shake hands with Robert Jackson the head-waiter (no
money); advancing to your seat you must look at your waiter
with a nice smile—then handing him a dollar ask him to
confer with Le Compt, the cook, on “the state of the nation.”
When you come to dinner the next day, if it be ever so late,

you will find a nice woodcock, soft shell crab or sweet bread
snugly hid away under a cover in front of you! Ignorantia legis
don't excuse any body.

Moon (on the lake) lets you shoot a domestic bird—hook out a
tame trout and attend its funeral service in Duncan Hall. When
he's a full moon he won't charge you a cent, but when he's on the
last quarter—well it is an expensive luxury.