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Show A Modest Lunch. There is a two-hundred-and-eighty-pfjuuder in this city, who boards at restaurants, and says there isn't a hath house in town where he can get a square meal. Money is no object to him, but then he prefers that a friend should invite him to dinner to paying for the same himself. After partaking of the following yesterday, merely to stay his stomach like, he thought he would pet along till supper sup-per time, that is if be could find a b:k-ket of peaches in the meantime. He first ordered two teal ducks, broiled, and while the cook was preparing pre-paring them he disposed of a dozen bivalves on the half shell. The ducks were then sandwiched between another an-other dozen, fried, after : which a f:unily porter-house steak with mushrooms mush-rooms and toast suddenly disappeared, being moistened down with three glasses of ale, and a mug of milk. The lunch was completed with a half-dozen half-dozen jack snipes, with hot potatoes, a slice of fried mush and a ditto of cold ham. The meal was a plain one; and with a few et ct-teras not mentioned, cost the friend who paid , for it ?o.50. The supper after wants : w;is partaken of with a decided relish, and, compared with the lunch, was a full meal. It is rumored that the restaurant keeper is about to suEpend. Our informant in-formant is a poor man and has a large family to support; and as he related re-lated the story huge tears stood in his eyes, while, he requested that we would not publish it, as a tearful rise in the price of breadstuffs would surely sure-ly follow. But Salt Lake having, the champion eater is an item of news that should not be suppressed in these : days of boasting. |