Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1901-10-11
The AMATEUR REFORMER.
saves the Life of a Young Woman
Who II Hungry for Spring
Chicken.

In an unlucky moment the comely
young woman in the cream-colored
shirt waist, who was taking her noon
luncheon at a-down-town restaurant,
had ordered broiled spring chicken,
Had she taken second thought she
would have known that corned beef
hash or a sandwich, a cut of lemon
cream pie and glass of milk would
have been 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-
manning at her disposal.
Yet she was dignified young per-
son, was this girl in the cream-colored
shirt-waist, and she attacked the fowl
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 integumert 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 strug-
gle to the primitive instruments usu-
ally provided for its dissection, and
IAN active Imagination may almost de-
tect defiant squawk as the bird Hops
from one side of the plate to the other
in it's fierce protest against the knife
and fork.
But the young woman was resolufe.
She thrust the pronged weapon into
that chicken and brought the knife
INTO play.
With a sawlike stroke, combinedwith
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
off the plate and on to the table cloth.
With heightened color, but with
head erect and lips firmly set, she put
II back on her plate.
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.
Transfxing the back of the chicken
with her fork, she resolutely pried out
the "oysters" with her knife and ate
them. almost revengefully.
Still, as far as possible, she had OBJ.
served the prophecies.
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 a spare, elongated man
Of middle age, grave of face and taci-
turn of demeanor, who sat opposite
| her.
He had been watching her heroic
struggle with that broiled spring
chicken and the no less apparent strug-
gle that was going on in her mind.
He spoke.
miss he said, 'if you will allow q
man old enough TO be your father to
make suggestion ] will take the lib
erty of saying that all rules of table
etiquette may be declared temporarily
null and void when wrestling with a
restaurant spring chicken. am the
only person present who will be sean
dalized, anyhow, if you cat that fow'
In any way you please, and II it were
on my plate I should certainly tax,
my fingers to it. SO far as ] am con
cerned you are at perfect liberty tc
eat 1t as you would If you we're taking
a midnight lunch after coming home
from the theater."
"Sir," said the young woman, tax
ing leg of the chicken in her fingers
and beginning to maMe up for los
time, "you have saved my life!"