Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-03-23

Has the spring ice cream trade commenced
YETI" asked the writer OF a popular caterer yes
terday
mo; there has been no noticeable increase
thus tar replied the gentleman addressed.
with an expression that would have suggested
the frozen commodity favored with lemon. and
considerable of the flavorIng. Nothing daunted
however, the interlocutor continued: Have
the spring styles in ice cream made their ap-
pearance?n
Spring styles in ice cream?" calculated the
cool merchant. with just slight Indication of
thawlnE. Well have been asked everything
under the sun by yrepOrters but that last question
is the climax. Spring styles in ice creamT' he
repeated, with medltative air. u must con-
Tess that Delmonico, who is to the caterer what
Worth Is to the dressmaker has not originated
any new or startling ice cream fashions that
have heard Of
but you know any new and unique manner
of serving not only ice cream, but anything IN
our line, is thoroughly appreciated and raved
over by the ladies'
Ices ana Ice cream, continued the now thor
oughly thawed caterer, admit of more origin
ality in the serving than anything else, and the
demand for novelties in catering is just as great
as IN any other business. Ladies not only eX-
pect us to puzzle our brains for something en-
tiTely new with which TO distinguish their re-
ceptons from the host of similar affairs that
have preceded. but they rack their own little
noggins over ices and ice creams until 1t is
wonder that their brains do not become a con-
gealed mass, ready for serving They are really
very clever, though. originating new ideas that,
once introduced speedily become fads.
THE most unique way OF serving cream on
record, though not the daintiest saw once at
banquet of gentlemen" continued the now
beaming caterer. ut was course dinner and
the courses had been numerous, That the end
was near at hand each banqueter was sure,
when 10! the walters entered with their trays
bearing huge baked potatoes. Every one
heayed sigh, and the menu cards were con-
suited. Surely there was a mistake; ii GER
tainly was time for dessert. but, with the resig-
nation which is often the result of good breed
ing. they awaited their fate. When the appar
ent potatoes were placed before them, little
investigation revealed the fact that they were
nothing but skeletons, filled with luscious
cream. having first been through the baking,
scraplng and freezing process; and SO artisti-
cally had this been done that, at short dis
tance. it was impossible to detect that they
were anything more than ordinary baked po-
tatoeS."
The postscript has always been considered
purely feminine affair, but the following. which
was written by a gentleman, who, it might be
added. is neither an inmate of, nor a candidate
for, an insane asylum, proves conclusiyely that
their rights are being infringed upon by the
men affecting postscripts. and ladies, la Mable
Jenness, riding horseback astride, what are we
TO expect next?
T. IS
My Own Dear Friend:
/ have just happened to think that in my
great hurry in writing you it was barely Possi-
BILE, and entirely probable, although entirely
unintentional, as might be natural under such
circumstances-and if there is anything in this
wide, wide world that do abominate it is being
hurTied-that in the embarrassment of haste
aided by the depressing effect of the uncom-
foTtably warm weather land detest it when a
person feels as if they were sticking fast to
themselves. when the cuticle is like sieve and
one feels that they are leaking at every per-
foration). as was saying it might be possible
for the reasons referred to, and because it is
the one thing OF all Others that ''breaks me
up that omitted, simply omitted, but not
through a spirit of neglect or failure
TO appreciate its importance as a mat
ter of courtesy. even between bosom
11endS-and have always contended that DO
among friends and IN the family circle, a
means of continuing the regard already exist
1ng-as was about to remark when l was ill.,
terrupted land that is the reason that this short
sentence looks somewhat broken and discon-
nected) that had failed to say in proper and
becoming manner. that which we are so often
too often, called upon to say mournfully and
tearfully-whether when eve looks into eve as
we stand face to face while the heart throbs
of the warm hand-clasp-or through the cold
and distant (75 miles) medium of the pen-that
that I was afraid that had not said-Good-
byei And that is the reason that 1 add this
hastily written postscript to my last letter.
THoRNE BRANCHE.