Daily camera., 1901-11-23
USELESS ACQUISITION
French Chef Who Was Out Of Place
with Buffalo Bill.
The Man Of Many Meals Does cAAs
TO BE Regarded ~ A. DxDsnsivs
Lax1sy In the Wsstssn
W1lAS.

started on a tour Of the Rocky noun
tains as the host OF number OF for
eign military officers, having been
feted by them In their clubs and
homes, he was anxious to cater to
their every taste and comfort while
in camp life on this side Of the great
pond, relates the Detroit Free Press.
His orders were to spare no ex-
pense. and among the "lu1uries'
taken along was a French chef with
a record and price. He was secured
from the Brown Palace hotel in Dem
yer, Louis Pierre Gascirgue was his
name; but for the long trail, and the
generous price paid to him. go
plunks q week." cowboy said the
chef consented 10 be called Gas" for
short.
He had the selection Of the canned
good. to be carried along. and turtle
soup, OF the very best, N. Gas or
dered. and il took an extra wagon to
hold them. The chef WAS radiant in
.now-white suit and cap, and pre-
sented the appearance the first night
in camp of a ghost, and was regarded
with supcrstitious suspicion by the
cowboys and others OF that ilk.
Gas" set in to show the wild west
erners a thing or two in the culinary
art by his first camp dinner. He had
a patent cooking stove, the wide
world for a kitchen with heaven for
a roof. while china. hne linen and
wines were right at hand. Six o'clock
was the dinner hour that hrHt night
at the base Of the San Francisco
mountains, and Gas was in rnpiures
over his dinner Buffalo Bill, the
So Such . dinner they could get in
any club in city, but they did not
say so. IL thsy did keep up devil OF
q thinking. II was not what Col.
Cody liked, but II was what he
thought he ought to have for his dis
tinguished guests. The latter stood
II for two days and then went on q
strike.
II say, Cody" ventured Sir St. John
Mildmsy, major of the Grenadier
Guards. do you call this wild west
srn camp fare and cooking? You see.
We are al half dead with dyspepsia
now. and thought ~e would get some
good. wholesome food on this thou
sandmils trip in the saddle with
you"
The others Joined IA the choru. TO
the same effect. while monsieur. the
chef, looked A. solemn as country
parsons horse. As for Col, Cody he
beamed with delight, said that Rocky
mountain trails and table dho;e din
ners didn't mix well. and Gas WAS al
once given leave to go along, sS he
couldn't be sent back. as an orna-
ment, . useless acquisition, and two
scouts were installed a. cooks. And
with the chef, tho canned goods,
china, fine linen and the stove were
sealed up in the wagon. and tin plates
and cupA were brought forth.
And such cooking - these scouts
did could not be improved upon, while
Col. Cody showed that he was frat
class cook himself He could throw a
tiapjaek from = frying pan into the
air IS feet, turn Il over and have it
come down on the other side. never
once making . miss and falling into
the IRE. The guests tried to learn
this trick. but II was found too ex-
pensivs. a. they never missed the fire,
but always the frying pan. NJ. Louis
Pierre Gascirgus could not be pre-
vailed upon to taste any OF the from
tier cooking. but stuck to HE soups
and plum puddings, while he looked
as though he had buried his best
friend. He sought excitement in rid
ing q broncho, and was thrown daily.
He took to a wagon and was upset,
after which he walked. dropped be-
hind, and was scared nearly to death
by the Indians. One day he stood
looking up disconsolately at the sun
and said in a funereal tone: Dat sun
do shine for all persun, but 1t do not
Just seem to shine for me-"
When the long trail ended at Salt
Lake City the French chef was the
only one Of the party who had indi-
gestion. and he drowned his sorrows
by getting gloriously drunk, hence
was happy for the time being. But
Col. Cody braced him up and returned
him to Denver, having paid well for
luxury" not to be taken on .
Rocky mountain trail.