"Great Heavens! what have you got?"
"Roast beef, roast turkey, roast pork, - all out but pork."
If there is any one thing that I detest more than another, it is pork.
"What have you got for dessert?"
"Ice-cream."
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"Bring it."
The dessert was brought; and I, a boating-man, made a dinner of a plate of ice-cream and some graham bread. I was thankful even for that, and partook of the feast in silence and meditation. I arose from the table, convinced that the great evil of the Dining Association lies not so much in the fare and in the preparation of it, as in the waiters. The two with whom I have been made acquainted, and all whom I have noticed, are in a chronic state of ill-humor, and sadly need to
"Learn to labor and to wait!"
X. X.