The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1877-1885, 1883-08-08
Enjoying a Railroad Lunch--A
Search for Cold Chicken.

dyke, rubbing his hands gleetully and
contemplating his wife from the opposite
seat with a pleasant smile. Now. my
dear. suppose we take a look at the
lunch OF which we have had such remark
able accounts. If there is anything
nice when a man is travelling it is a
home made lunch. Develop the viands
and let JOY be uncontined!' and Mr..
Spoopendpke laughed outright in antic-
ipation of the gustatory delights in store
for him.
"All right" yigtled Mrs. Spoopen-
dyke, opening the basket with trem-
bling hands Nov you hold hat. and
don't open any thing until l get it all
out and Mrs. Sroopendyke handed
him a long roll Of something done up III
a coarse brown paper.
How much more of this il there to
get out?" demanded Mr.. Spoopendyke.
smiling at the paper and detecting bolog-
ma sausage ataing he detested. What
: this. any way. a club to keep the rest
OF the lunch in order. Is this thing the
police force Of this lunch? Fetch forth
the ~!a~-ahiding elements. if you've got
amy. Never mind the executive of this
feast. produce the laboring faction, the
taxpaying end of the business!'
Here's some cheese murmured
Mrs. Spoopendyke. land pie and some
smoked beef and some herring, and
" Haven't We got some salt some.
~here." Kissed Mr.. Spoopendyke.
planting the bologna on end in the CEN
ter OF the pie. " How'm l to quench
my thirst after eating all this truck, un
less | have salt? Where's the mustard
zoe. with these mercies?' and Mr..
Spoopendvke drove down into the pack
age of beef and scattered the contents
over his wite's lap III bet the
bologna en- whip the cheese in foul
rounds he yelled, hauling the offend
ing sausage out of the pie. and jabbing
well sponge him OF with the herring:
for the next round.' and Mr.. spoopen.
dyke seized a fish by the tail ano
slammed it into the basket.
Here's a Charlotte, and a." com
menced Mrs. Spoopendyke.
Hand me the blushing Charlotte,'
howlcd Mr.. Spoopendyke, who had fix"c
Iii. mine on cold chicken. and saw III
realization of his anticipations. "Shov
mo the Charlotte just budding int
womanhood, and she shall have the pie
Give me-hey! What's that"
This is a can of beans!" E1claim
ed Mrs. Spoopendyke, frightening a lit
tie. You know you always like
beans
Lets have 'em!" growled Mr.. Spoo
pendyke, reaching for them. VIVA
have YOU got to open them with?'
I'm afraid / left the can-opene
home" whispers Mrs. Spoopendyke
rummaging through the basket.
How dye to propose to open 'em
them roared Mr. Spoopendyke, griffin!
his teeth an breathing hard. ''Shoy
me the spring that busts this ove off
Guide me to the combination of thi
stem-winling can OF beans! Mayb
this.ll do il = and Mr.. Spoopendyk
again grabbed the sausage and went 70
the can "How'm L getting ON" h
yelled, as the bologna flew i'll all direc
!. tons. Think YOU begin to smell thos
beans any more plainly thar you did
Wa-h-h!" he shrieked, a. q huge chun
. of the pork broke OFT short and lande
!, in his ear. This dod gasted hog dol j
J know who he is toolin. with! Let III
introduce you TO Spoopendyke!" and h
ground the sausage flat against the ca
1 and dropped the debris on the floor
/, II don [ know what we're going t
, do" murnured Mrs. S~poopendyke i
|. great distress.
Now watch the triumph Of min
/ over beans" howled Mr.. Sp~oopendyk'
= bringing the window down on the cal
Mrs. Spoopendyke lodged just
+. time. and her unfortunate spouse caugl
the bean part of the feast fairly in from
; and was covered from his eyebrows
r his aukles.
e That's vi at ye wanted? p he gaspe,
r A. the full extent of the calamity dawns
np.n him. That what ye bsen tryir
ro yet NE to do? bod CAST the meas
n beans y and Sir. Spoopendyke made fl
$ the smoking car, and was seen no mo-
5 till dark.
2 II don't care" s~oliloquized W.
o Spoopendyk e. assuring herself that Il
Charlotte had not been injured. II
II might have waited a momeuI. and
4 would have had some cold chicken. pu
Of course,if he made a lunch on beans
won't care for any thing else Al
e with this consolatory reflection NJ
~.noopendyke ate the chicken and Cha
- Iotte in alternate bits. aud compos
= herself for a comfortable nap. Stan
|. Hunhq.