A member of the police force came across a boy the other day who was wheeling home a load of oyster cans and bottles, and, curious to know what use the lad could put them to, he made a direct inquiry.
"Going to throw them into our back yard," replied the boy. "I took two loads home yesterday."
"But what do you use them for?"
"I'd just as lief tell," continued the boy, as he spit on his hands to resume hold on the barrow. "We are going to have some relashuns come in from the country. We may not have much to eat, but if they see these cans and bottles and boxes they'll think we've had isters, champagne, figs and nuts till we've got tired of 'em, and are living on bread and taters for a healthy change."
Col. Sam Reed was breakfasting at Delmonico's. After looking over the French menu he said to the waiter:
"You may bring me some eggs blushing like Aurora, and some breeches in the royal fashion, with velvet sauce; and for dessert be sure you bring a stew of good christians, and a mouthful of ladies."
The astonished waiter said:
"Sir, we don't serve such dishes."