The Northern star, and farmers' and mechanics' advocate. [volume] (Warren, R.I.) 1830-1834, 1830-09-25
From Angelo's "Reminiscences
DIR. JOHNSON'S PUDDING.

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From .Angeio's "reminiscences.
DIR. JOHNSON'S PUDDING.
Last summer made an excursion to
Scotland, with the intention Of completing
my series, and went over the same ground
described by the learned tourists, Dr.
Johnon and Boswell. / am in the habit
oftaking very long walks on these occs.
sions: and perceiving n storm threaten, l
made the best OF my way to small build
ing. ] arrived in time at neat little inn,
and was received by respectable look
ing man and his wife who did all in their
power to make me comfortable. After
eating some excellent friend mutton
chops, and drinking quart of ale, ask
ed the landlord to sit down and partake of
bowl Of whiskey punch.-I found him,
as the Scotch generally are, very intelli-
gent, and full OF anecdotes, Of which the
following may serve as specimen
"Sir," said the landlord, this irih
was formerly kept by Andrew McGregor,
relation ofmine; and these hard bottom
ed chairs lin which we are now sitting
were, years ago, filled by the great tour
lists, Drs. johnson and Boswell; travelling
like the lion and jackal. Boswell gener-
ally preceded the Doctor in search offood,
and being much pleased with the looks OF
the house, followed his nose into the lar
der, where he saw fine leg of mutton
He ordered it to be roasted with the ut
most expedition, and gave particular or
ders for nice pudding. "Now, says he,
" make the best of all puddings." Elated
with his good luck, he went out in search
of his friend, and saw the giant oflearning
slowly advancing on poney. :.
!" M DEAR" said Boswell, out of breath
with joy, "good news! l have just be-
spoke, at a comfortable and clean inn
here, delicious leg ofmuttoh; it is now
getting ready, and | fatter tnyselfthat we
shall make an excellent meal" Johnson
looked pleased" and hope," said he,
"you have bespoke pudding" "Sir,
you will have your favorite pudding," re-
piled the other:
johnson got of'the poney, and the poor
animal, smelt his way into the stable
Boswell ushered the doctor into the house,
and left him to prepare for his delicious
treat. johnson feeling his coat rather
damp, from the mist of the mountains,
went into the kitchen, and threw his up
per garment on chair before the fire;
he sat OH the hob, near a little boy who
was very busy attending the meat. john
son occasionally pecped from behind the
coat while the boy kept basting the NUT
ton. Johnson did not like the appear
ance of his head; when he shifted his bast
ing ladle from one hand, the other hand
was never idle, and the doctor thought at
the same time he saw something full on
the meat, upon which he determined to
eat no mutton on that day. The dinner
announced, Boswell exclaimed " My dear
doctor; here comes the mutton-what
picture! done to turn, and looks SO beau
tiiully brown!" The doctor Uttered. AT
ter short grace Boswell said-
:" suppose l am to carve as usual;
what part shall / help tor" The doctor
replied;
"My dear Bozzy, l did not like to tell
you before, but l am determined to abb
stain from meat to day."
go dear! this is great disappoint-
ment," said Boswell.
"Say no more; ! shall make ample a
mends with the pudding"
Boswell commenced the attack and
made the first cut at the mutton. How
the gravy runs; what fine favored fat, SO
nice and brown too. Oh, sir, you could
have relished this piece of mutton"
Them being removed, in came the
long wished for puddingl The doctor
looked joyous, fell eagerly to-. and in a
few moments nearly finished the pudding
The table was cleared and Boswell said:
"Doctor while was eating the NUT
ton you seemed frequently inclined to