HOW A WOMAN SELECTS A POUND OF MEAT.

Patea Mail, Volume II, Issue 198, 3 March 1877, Page 2

HOW A WOMAN SELECTS A POUND OF MEAT.

o [l'l!OM THE Vi’KKKLY SEWS.] Wiihx a woman enters a butcher’s shop to select a piece of meat for dinner she has made up her mind to take mutton roast. Therefore, when the butcher rubs Ids hands and asks what she will have, rim piomplly replies ; —“Til take some of (hat unit—Hhe stops there. Her eye has caught sight of a ham. and she suddenly decides to take ham. “Is that nice ham ?"’ she nqnires. “ Best ham I ever saw, madam. How iiiudi ?” “ Well, you may give me three ]> . Well 1 dont know, either, idy Imshaml was saying Jie’d like some sausage. Have you any real nice sausage ?” “I’leniy,- madam. Now, then, liow much sausage will you have ?” It’s pork sausage is it “ Yes, ma’am.” “'Well, 1 suppose a pound will he enough for our small family, but—but” “Shall 1 weigh a pound, madam ?” “1 was just 'wondering if a veal pot.pio would’nt suit him better,” she answered. “Yon have vo.nl, I suppose ?” “Oh, yes, madam. Here’s a splendid hit of veal—• as good a piece as I ever saw.” “Yes, that does look like nice veal,” siie says, lifting it up. “And you'll lake it ?’ “Lot’s see !” she muses. “Y—no, guess not. I guess Td better take pork chops.” “Nice chops—how much?” he asks. “One of these slices will weigh a pound, 1 suppose ?” “About a pound, madam.” “And it was a young hog ?” “Quite young, madam.” “And you'll cut the rind off?” “Yes, madam.” “Well, she says, heaving a deep sigh, “I guess you may give me some beefsteak—some that’s nice, and be sure to cut all the bone out!” And she’s only been half an hour coming to the point.