Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1852-03-02
An Expensive Dinner.

The following excellent bit OF fun is
communicated TO the prince of sporting
Journals the .Ne,O York Spirit Of the Times,
BY its inimitable Boston correspondent A
CORN The story loses none of its interests
for being matter of facts
At the last Hen Convention in our CITY,
some six weeks since a mutual friend of
ours, residing in the suburbs of our metro
polls, came TO the city in the morning to
attend The hen fair where he purchased
very large and beautiful pair of Shanghai
fowls to breed from, and as he was to re.
main in town until evening, he sent the
birds by boy with anote to friend of his
living al the Albion, requesting that he
would take charge of the chickens until
the afternoon, as he had some matter of
business that would detain him; he also
told the boy to say he would dine with him
at O'Clock.
The boy delivered the fowls, but forgot
the note, and simply remark ed, Here's
pair efrousing big chickens Mr.. Ms
sent yon, aud says he will dine with you at
o'clock
The gentleman supposing his friend (who,
by the way, knows hawk from handsaw,
and canvassback from a broiled OWL had
given to cook, with directions that they be
killed and dressed at once as he had a
friend 10 dine with him at a P. Nj. The
order was accordingly obeyed, and at the
appointed time the dinner was served
After imbibing sundry wine titters,' as a
sharpener 10 their appetites, they sat down,
and the Shanghai owner was requested TO
carve and as he was dissecting these enor-
go,,t a. ~
tion,' he remarked to his friend
You have an extraordinary fine pair Of
chickens here.'
Yes answered the other, they are in
differently good sized pair of birds; they
were sent to me by a mutual friend Of
ours
Indeed were they? deviish clever
fel ow he must be, Jim; a pretty present
this and declare they are of the most de-
licious flavor | ever tasted, and as juicy, too
as canvas back
And so he continued praising the rich
flavor ofthe chickens until they had taken
care of a couple of bottles of Schreder, and
while chatting over their bottle of sherry,
and enjoying their regalias, the owner of
the Shanghais said,
By-the-by, Jim, what do you think of my
hen purchase this morning.
why, Bill, think they were most delici-
Gus, and wish you would dine with me
every day in the week if you will send m
suck chickens
Such chickensp screeched Bill, as The
thought flashed across his mind that he
might possibly have been eating his own
Shanhais What the devil do you mean p
Mean replied Jim, 'why, mean to say
that you have dined off those chickens you
sent me this morning.
Bill instantly jumped up from the table
and rammed his hands up TO his elbows in
his breeches pockets, and after striding
across the room some half-dozen times,
without ulteriug a word, but his eyes all
The while with fine frenzy rolfing,' stopped
short, and turning to his friend, exclaimed,
with no little gesiiculation-
Good God paid thirty .fue dollars for
that pair Of fouls this morning! Didn't
that cussed boy We you note this morn
ing when he left the chickens
No. said Jim, 'he gave me no note; he
simply handed me the Shanghais, and said
you would dine with me at four. There
fore, ] had them roasted
Bill instantly rushed for his horse and
wagon, and has not been seen in the city
Dut once since, and then ne was close
ly unified up, and both ears stopped with
cotton, for fear he should hear some one say
Shanghai!
A few days since. while passing his res
iGence, dropped in upon him for an hour,
and after while venlured to touch upon
the different breeds ofpoultry, but at once
discovered wiIdness about Bill's eyes,
therefore discontinued the topic, when he
said imploringly-
"Old fellow, don't hit me now I'm down;
that chicken dinner has neUer get digested"