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At this juncture our old Indian, Peokus or Pehayokusk, to give him his right name, to wit, "The giblets of a bird" met with a serious accident, which, much to our regret, laid him up for several days. In his eagerness to help he slipped from a sunken log, and the bruise knocked the wind out of him completely.
He took his knife from one pocket and from another a twist of tobacco, and, cutting off a mouthful, began his story: "You see, me and Bud Merritt and Joe Dorman have most generally agreed on paternage, and that was all right. You are well fixed. You don't want the bother of them little giblets of paternage. We've 'tended to 'em for what there was in 'em and for the good of the party.
Serve with boiled potatoes. Hungarian Duck. Season and roast the duck; then cut into pieces for serving. Chop the giblets; add to the gravy in which the duck was roasted, with 1 glass of red wine, 1/4 teaspoonful of paprica, a pinch of cloves and the juice of a lemon. Let boil; add the sliced duck and let simmer until tender. Serve hot; garnish with fried croutons. Venison a la Parisienne.
The hash was made from all the left-over turkey where a dozen birds have been roasted the leavings will be plenty. To it was added the whole array of giblets, cooked the day before, and cut small while still warm. They made heaps of rich gravy to add to that in the turkey pots no real wedding ever contented itself with cooking solely on a range.
Oldinport had not the slightest intention of standing for Parliament, whereas he had the strongest intention of adding to his unentailed estate. Hence, to the Shepperton farmers it was as good as lemon with their grog to know that the Vicar had thrown out sarcasms against the Squire's charities, as little better than those of the man who stole a goose, and gave away the giblets in alms.
By their aid, therefore, a fire was set ablaze; and the peacock, not very cleanly plucked, was soon roasting in the flames Fritz having already made short work with the giblets. Big as was the body of the peacock, there was not much of it left after that dejeuner aux doigts!
"He means old Coffin. Nice bird, hey?" He slipped a hand through the cage-door, and caressed him, scratching his head. "If you please, sir," said I, "it's Captain Coffin I'm looking for." "Drunk again!" screamed the bird. "Damn my giblets, drunk again!" "He don't like Coffin, and that's a fact," said the barber. "He don't appear to, sir," I agreed. "You'll find the old fellow down the yard.
Then send it to table with the giblets in the tureen. Put them into a stew-pan without any water. Add a lump of butter, and a very little salt and pepper; and, if you choose, an onion minced fine. Let it stew steadily for an hour. Then strain it, and send it to table as soup in a tureen. It should be like a jelly, and is a favourite New Orleans dish. Eat dry toast with it.
Place in a hot oven and when the flour on the turkey begins to brown, reduce the heat and add two cups of boiling water or the stock in which the giblets are cooking, and baste with one-fourth cup of fat and three-fourths cup of boiling water. When this is all used, baste with the fat in the pan.
The sanctity of our institutions has been vindicated. Here the tin-horns, the cat-calls, the drunken congratulations the whole Babel rises above the charm of oratory. But the people's idol does not stop. The words roll from his mouth. The form sways, the finger points. "He's the boy!" "Notice his giblets!" "He will be President if his barrel lasts."
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