The Iola register., 1901-11-01
THE AMATEUR REFoRMER.
raves the Life of n Young Woman
Who Is Hungry for Spring
Chicken

In an unlucky moment the comelV
young woman in the cream-colored
SHIRT waist, who was taking her noou
luncheon at downtown restaurant,
had ordered broiled spring chicken.
Had she taken a second thought she
would have known that eorned beef
hash or sandwich, u cut of lemon
cream pie and glass of milk would
nave been a more suitable feed for a
young person with only half or three
quarters of an hour in which to dis
pose of it and get back to her type
writer desk or her chair in the mail
order department, says the Chicago
Tribune.
But the chicken, which had occu-
pied 10 or 20 minutes in cooking, was
before her, and must be taken into
her system within the short time re-
naming at her disposal.
Yet she was a dignified young per-
son, was this girl in the cream-colored
shirt-waist, and she attacked the fonl
without any appearance of undue
haste.
Those who are familiar with the
broiled spring chicken of commerce
Know that it is peculiar bird.
Its rich brown integument is won't
to guard with jealous care the secrets
OF its savory interior.
The broiled spring chicken Of COM
merce does not yield without a strug-
gle to the primitive Instruments usu-
ally provided for its dissection, and
an active Imagination may almost de-
tect a defiant squawk as the bird fops
from one side OF the plate to the other
in its fierce protest against the knife
and fork.
But the young woman was resolute
She thrust the pronged weapon into
that chicken and brought the knife
into play.
With sawlike stroke. combined with
a crowbar motion, she succeeded in sew
ering the off leg.
The rest of the fowl, with the on
leg so to speak, and the wings, topped
of the plate and ON TO the table cloth.
With heightened color, but with
head erect and lips firmly set, she put
~ p"'h WI HtI plalt.
Then after severe struggle she de-
tached the starboard wing.
Time was flying.
She sawed off slab Of the breast and
ate it,
Another slab followed. and another.
Then she looked at her watch.
Transfixing the back of the chicken
with her fork. she resolutelv pried out
the oysters with her knife and ate
them. almost revengefully.
Still, as far as possible, she had OBJ
served the proprieties.
She still ate with her knife and fork.
But she looked at her watch again.
Then she surveyed the wreckage on
her plate.
And she hesitated.
The only other person at that table
happened to be spare, elongated man
OF middle age, grave of face and taci-
turn Of demeanor, who sat opposite
ler.
He had been watching her heroic
with that broiled spring
chicken and the no less apparent strug-
gle that was going on in her mind.
He spoke.
Miss" he soid, ''if you will allow
nan old enough to be your father TO
make suggestion I will take the lib
erty Of saying that all rules OF table
etiquette may he declared temporarily
null and void when wrestling with a
'estaurant spring chicken. am the
'nly person present who will be scan
ialized, anyhow, il you eat that fowl
n any way you please, and if it were
IN my plate I should certainly take
ny fingers to it. So far as am con-
'erned You are at perfect liberty to
at il as You would il you were taking
| midnight lunch after coming home
rom the theater."
"Sir." said the young woman, taxi
ng leg of the chicken in her fingers
md beginning to make up for lost
ime, you have saved my life!"