Chicago Meat.

Waipukurau Press, Volume I, 29 June 1906, Page 3

Chicago Meat.

—*— “ The greatost country on this earth,” wliere notions get momentary birth, has just found unsuspected worth in meat. Should workmen, running a machine, a little too far forward lean, the limb that’s snatched from where it’s been is meat. A man upon the verge of vat tips over while reflecting that there’s better jobs than what he’s at — he’s meat. “ The slimy stuff on packhouse floor that men have lam aud trampled o’er,” the packer says, “ I’ll waste no more—it’s meat. Gather all the skin and gall, mouldy, greeny scraps, and all, dust it with essences, and call it meat. Deodorise the gamey ham, pound up the aged steer and slam some flav’ring in to make it lamb —sweet meat. VV e’ll take the fruity cargo in the sewer and the garbage bin, flavored and packed into a tin —that’s meat. Of scum and dirt and grease and reek, of what stinks out from any leak, bring to me and you’ll see me wreak new meat. No more in callous, thoughtless haste old clothes and grimy ragstuffs waste ; we ll render them into a paste —tinned meat! ”