A FISH STORY.

King Country Chronicle, Volume VI, Issue 455, 10 April 1912, Page 7

A FISH STORY.

THE CARDINAL'S TURBOT

Cardinal Fesch, the v.nclo of Napoleon the Great, had invitad a party of clerical magnates to dinner. By a fortunate coincidence, two turoots of singular beauty arrived as presents to his Eminence on the very norning of the feast. To serve the ;wo would have appeared ridiculous ; DUt the Cardinal was most an:uous to have the credit of both. He imparted his embarrassment to his ihef.

"Be of good cheer, your Eminence,' was the reply, "both shall appear, aoth shall enjoy the recepticn wl i h is their due."

The dinner was served. One of the ;urbots relieved the soup, and t"elight was on every face. The maitrc I'hotel advances, two ntttn'a'ils raise the turbot and carry him oS to oe cut up. One of them lcccs his squilibrium ; the attendant and the turbot roll together upon the floor, at this sad sight the assembled cardinals become pale as death, ind a solemn silence reigned in the conclave. Intense disappointment was expressed on every priestly face. "Bring another turbot!" cays the maitre d'hotel to the attendant, with utmost coolness. And new delight takes the place of disappointment, and the host was conscious of cnothcr laurel added to his gastrcnomic gown. This is the true diplomacy of the kitchen.—Frank Schlocssnr,, in the "Express."