Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-02-02
THEY BOTH WEPT.
The First Experience of Two Irish
men With Mexican Chile.


men With Mexican Chile.
Texas Cor. Globe Democrat.
There is a DISH for which our Mexican
friends are responsible, known as chile
con carne" This being translated into
English becomes meat with pepper" 1t
is composed of what is supposed to be
beef chopped in small pieces and a liberal
supply of a liquid. the basis of which is
red pepper. There is no supposition about
the pepper. 1t is genuine The word hot"
fails ingloriously in describing the taste Of
it. The first time man tries it he is pos
sessed of an immediate and frantic desire
to spit 1t out, shout "murder!" and break
for water while the idea surges through
his brain that somebody is playing joke
on him Strange to say, however, taste
has nerve enough to try it again few
times he begins to like 1t, and you can
get it hot enough for him.
A few years ago a couple of Irishmen
came down into the country around san
Antonio where chile is staple food, work
ing on somebody's railroad They knew
how to shovel dirt. lay ties and drive
spikes, but nothing Of the country. its Gus
toms or it's food. In fact, in the matter of
eating they never balked at a dish because
it was strange but always tried every
thirg set before them and let the conse-
quenCe s take care of themselves. Up to the
time Oh the events Herein uetdlitu lHCy i!Au
not received any the worst of it, either.
One fateful day, however. they sat down
for dinner in the companyS chuck tent
and big dish of chile sat right before
them. 1t looked like coarsely chopped hash
swimming in pool of red gravy.
What have we here?'' said one of them,
and before any one could bat his eyes he
had heaping spoonful square in MS
mouth. OF course his first impulse was to
do what any man would do under the cir
cumstances, but this impulse, strong
as it was, was checked and conquered by
the desire to have his partner do and suf-
fer likewise. So he dissembled, swallowed
the mess and held itidown, but he couldn't
prevent the tears that came to his eyes
and trickled down his face and a melan-
choy expression that would be an under
takers fortune The other Mick noticed
these things, and, OF course, wanted 10
know, and says he:
why, Denny. me bye, it's crying ye are
What the divl ails We. mon?'
"A-a-ah, and do We know, Mike, came
the answer in choking voice, Sitting
here as we air, so far away from the ould
country and me home l couldn't help
thinking of me pur ovid fayther and me
mither, both of thin dead, and the
thoughts of it is making me wape, trooly."
During this affecting recital Mike also
reached for the chile and put heavy dose
in his mouth. The effect was immediate,
but he knew in a minute what was what,
and he didn't propose to give anybody the
satisfaction of seeing any demonstration,
so ne, too, swallowed it, held it down, and
then he, too, wept like a loose-litting
faucet.
Then Denny grew inquisitive, and, says
he:
Il notice We wape also Is it your own re-
Elections, or is it in sympathy that ye be-"
Its nayther the one nor the other. m
waping about yer fayther and yer inither,
for It's sorry l am they wasn't both Of
thin carpses before We was barn, ye scum
of Limerick, ye.'