OUR PRESERVED MEATS.

Evening Star, Issue 3996, 15 December 1875, Page 1 (Supplement)

OUR PRESERVED MEATS.

Desrjite the z-alous efforts of MrTallerman to acclimatise colonially preserved meat in En land, the prejudice against them appears to be very strung. Mr Kobert Uilmour, of Southland, writing out by the last mail to a friend ia Invercargill,. mentions tho face, and says : •* This prejudice continues very strong, especially am ngst the very classes to whom it would bj most beneficial. I hey have a strong suspicion tha - only iuferior meat is sent Home, ths best being kept for use 4 ou' there,' and it is next to impossible to g t them to understand or bel'eve the real facts ol the case. As a specimen of the means used to arouse and stimulate this prejudice, I send the enclosed scrap, clever in its way, and evidently the production of some poetical butcher." THE/TALE OF THE DEUTSCHERS WEE D )G. No vunder I whistled in vain for ze dog I lost years ago on ze quay; A, sailor him shtole during vun day of fog, And took l< etel Schneider to sea. O ! dere vas ho, dere I wile I gaped all agog Aud kaew not vat I'd be aboutPoor -chneider, hu! hu! grew as sick as a dog Oh's voyage to New Zealand our. Veil, vunce, for a nice dinner treat, mcln Fmu Soino Voodlands Breserved Meat had gat; On gutting ze case, he! vo heard a "bowwow !"

Den ze meat flew and vorrled z > cat! For dere, ye 3, in dere, gurled up in dat tin, Like tod-in-a-hole ►Schneider lay. 0 Voodlands ! O V< odlands ! 'tis surely a sin Sooch dricks on our shtomachs to blay. 1 vent to ze company's Manager. " Sir. Vat for blay dis drick dat you here see ? Pota tausend! Ach ! donncr und blitzen, ! Weh dir, Shtewed dog is not meet, Sir, for me I" " Don't swear, Sir, don't swear, Sir 1 Oaths always demean,

And yours flow like beer from a tap. Ze dog moost have joomped ze can into oonseen, But I'd soon set right ze mishap." Ven put drough ze brocesues dere to be seen, But refused as done efe.ry day, He blaced ze shtuff in ze back end o' machine, Den vorked in ze opposite way. "Now, dere, Sir, look dere, Sir !" 0 Wundtr! Sick da ! Dere, leaping like liveliest fro?, Vas Schneider, mein Ikbling. O heiba, hurrah 1 Gome, kees me, my leetle vce iloj I