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Show THE LATE BLOT. Blot was tbe angel who, entering at the rear door, brought with him some suEgestions of a heaven where there is no dyspepsia, where nobody forfeit all hope of eternal felicity hy frying instead of broiling steaks, or by presenting hot biscuits rank with the strongest alkali. The cook ia dead , but may his tribe increase. At present "the bronzed servant in tbe kitchen is playing the very mischief with our peace. He comes and goes at unreasonable hours, strikes tbr higher wages about once a week, and leaves without notice. He has in short grafted his more stolid heathenism heathen-ism on to that which he found in tbe kitchen, causing seven unclean spirits spir-its to enter in where others bad been driven out. Blot helped to revive the traditions ol other days, when the home was better than the hostelry and more desirable than the fashionable fashion-able boarding house. He restored the memory of savory dishes, of wholesome bread, of coflee clear us amber, of the skill which taught how bttle was necessary rather than how much. In default of this knowledge families fly to the hotel. &ut Francisco Fran-cisco Bulletin. |