Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1855-05-12
Quail and Oysters.

Quail and Oysters.
Among the first class restaurants in Albany
is the Marble Pillar, located under the Museum,
and kept by Billy Winne,' gentleman whose
good nature is only equalled by his tonnage:
Among the visitors who entered {" the Pillar,
on Tuesday last, was semi-clerical looking
gentleman, who ordered up broilsd quail and
dozen fried oysters. While discussing these
the waiter to send the proprietor to him. The
waiter complied, and in few moments after
wards the semi-cerical looking gentleman was
in cozy colloquy with Mr.. Winnie, about mat
ters and things in general.
''By the way, W., what was the trouble with
that young man l saw you in alteration with
on Friday evening last?"
"He contracted bill to the amount of
eighteen shillings, and then refused to pay up"
"And what did you do with him?''
s'Chucked him out doors.''
"Nothing else ?"
"No-going to law don't pay. To have OBJ
tanned eighteen shillngs worth of money by liti-
CATION, would have consumed ten dollars worth
of time'
s'Then all you do is to chuck them GU. as
you say"
"That's ALL"
"Well, that may be wise plan, but doubt
it. By the way, what kind of wine have you
got?"
GAS good an article of Heidsck as you can
find in the city. Will you have bottle? ?"
'sOn one condition, and that is, that you will
join in its inhibition"
'With pleasure, sir"
The bell was again tinkled-a white jacket
appeared in the door way-the white jacket
vanished. In moment the white jacket reap
peared, bringing in silver top on a juvenile
salver. The wine was poured out, duly iced
and disposed of. In few moments after this
Whine "begged to be excused" and left his
friend to g finish up the quail" The friend did
SO, and then re-appeared in the barroom.
'Where can find q little water to dip my
fingers in?"
'sIn the wash-bowl by the looking glass;
The stranger crossed the room. took wash,
brushed up his Whiskers, adjusted his white
neckcloth, and once more sought the proprietor.
"Mr. Whine, have really enjoyed myself.
cannot recollect when ever relished wine and
quail with better zest."
GO Happy to hear you say so, sir"
Gas memento of the little repast, have
one little favor to ask
"What is it !"
s'Chuck me OUT
"What?'
"You don't mean to say you have been doing
me?"
81 don't mean any thing else. l have not
the first red cent; and if you want pay for
those quails, you must do as l said before,
chuck me out"
Whine could hear no more. He made rush
to the kitchen to get "the cheese knife. y
While he was absent, our semi clerical friend
dashed out of the side-door, and when last seen
was rushing north ut the rate of fourteen miles
an hour. Should he stop this side Of Canada
we shall issue an extra.-Dutchman.
THE VoIcE OF THE DoG.-The dogs larvnx has
many peculiarities. 1t is very complicated, and
exquisitely constructed. Few persons have, per.
sons have, perhaps, much attended to the notes Of
the animals voice; but those who will observe the
sounds, may find these take range far more wide
than is generally imagined The dogs voice is re-
markably expressive, and to my ear it speaks very
ineligible music. The deep growl is not without
variety-for, by the feeling of the animal that
omits it, the note is always modulated The rumble
of expostuation the favriote gives utterance to
when the master pretends to take away its bone
does not resemble the rattle of JOY with which the
child's playmate accompanies game of romps.
Both, however, are distinct from the suppressed
warning with which the watchdog announces the
advancing stranger, or the sharp defiance by which
he signifies his determination to attack. The bark
| Also is not by any means monotonous, but is ca
pable of infinite variety. The cries of the animal
are remarkably modulated; butthe soft and gentle
sounds it emit when inclined to coax its master
or answering to the excess Of pleasure which his
caresses create, are full of natural music
The dogs voice is not to my ear less beautiful
than the song of bird; but more delighted be
cause it is more full of meaning The nightingale
has but one song, which it constantly repeats
Tue cur has many tuneful notes, with which ii
responds to my attentions. Music has been recog
Missed in the tongues of the pack, but have heard
harmony more delightful from the hound in my
home. I like to hear the dogs voice, especially
when not too loud; and, having studied it, l have
often wondered the animal did not speak,
There can be little doubt it would be able to frame
words if it possessed the power to comprehend
their meaning, but the high intelligence of the
creature units it for parent-like mimcry. The dog
is, in all its dongs guided by its reason, and il
performs no act without reasonable motive. Il
any physical incapacty exist, it is to be found
rather in the formation of the mouth than in the
construction of the larynx, which presents no ex
PLANTATION of the dogs inability to frame definite
sounds like words-N. y Pick.