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The careful Ménagier, perhaps because he foresaw some big entertainment which he must give to the burgesses and gentlemen of Paris, perhaps because of his delightful interest in all the details of material life, has set down at length not only the menu of the dinner and supper, but a long account of the ingredients needed, their quantities and prices, and the shops or markets where they must be bought, so that the reader can see with his eyes the maître d'hôtel and the cooks going round from stall to stall, visiting butcher and baker, poulterer, saucemaker, vintner, wafer maker, who sold the wafers and pastries dear to medieval ladies, and spicer whose shop was heavy with the scents of the East.
Our poultry-man; and if you will sup with us to-night, when you come off guard, you shall eat a fowl of his fattening." "With pleasure," replied the ensign. "You may go," he added, turning to the peasant. "Let these people pass, sergeant. May I be shot, Don Basilio, if I didn't mean to detain your worthy poulterer on suspicion of his being a better man than he looked.
What can you be thinking of?" "I spoke to the poulterer on the subject, sir: he constantly brings me down fowls, and he tells me that they kill each other fighting." "Fighting! never heard of fowls fighting in a coop before. They must be all game fowls." "That they are, most of them," said Mr Petres; "I have often seen them fighting when I have been on the poop." "So have I," continued Ansell?
A lady told me that, the first day she began housekeeping in Florence, she handed over to a poulterer for a chicken the price he had demanded with protestations that he was losing on the transaction, but wanted, for family reasons, apparently, to get rid of the chicken. He stood for half a minute staring at her, and then, being an honest sort of man, threw in a pigeon.
"There, then," quoth I, "is Davy Short hose, the poulterer " "A bangled-eared buffoon as ever lived!" quoth she; "and a fool into the bargain." "So be it," saith I; for I was set upon keeping my temper. "What dost thou say to Beryamen Piggin, the brewer?" "A say if ever a piggin was in sore need o' a new link, 'tis that one," saith she. "And, what's more, I'll not serve for 't," saith she.
D is the point of the Skewer. The Manner of Trussing a Chicken like a Turkey-Poult, or of Trussing a Turkey-Poult. From. Mr. W. N. Poulterer of St. James's-Market.
And the moment after he would splurge and bluster to reassert his dignity. "I remember when I was a boy," he hiccupped, "I had a pet goose at home." There was a titter at the queer beginning. "I was to get the price of it for myself, and so when Christmas drew near I went to old MacFarlane, the poulterer in Skeighan. 'Will you buy a goose? said I. 'Are ye for sale, my man? was his answer."
"I'm not going to tell any lies about it; I put 'em there. The partridges in my inside coat-pocket and the bill in my waistcoat-pocket." "The bill?" ses Keeper Lewis, staring at 'im. "Yes, the bill," ses Bob Pretty, staring back at 'im; "the bill from Mr. Keen, the poulterer, at Wick-ham." He fetched it out of 'is pocket and showed it to Mr.
Sue reached the lodging trembling, and found Jude and the boy making it comfortable for her. "Do the buyers pay before they bring away the things?" she asked breathlessly. "Yes, I think. Why?" "Because, then, I've done such a wicked thing!" And she explained, in bitter contrition. "I shall have to pay the poulterer for them, if he doesn't catch them," said Jude. "But never mind.
Accordingly, she decided that if she did not wish to indefinitely postpone making the acquaintance of the poulterer, she must take the initiative. Timothy Sullivan was a market gardener. Klingenspiel was not the only man in the neighborhood who grew big things. Mr. Sullivan was experimenting upon some cabbages of unusual size. He had started them in a hothouse during the winter.
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