OYSTER SOUPS

(These are old and tried receipts.)

Good oysters and plenty of them, being a necessary ingredient--unlike the penurious old lady in Fredericksburg, Va. (that home of hospitality and good living), who on one occasion was dispensing oyster soup from the head of her table. The oysters were few and far between. The old negro butler stood attention. With the personal pride they all felt in those days in whatever concerned their master and mistress, he grasped the situation, and as she used the ladle to find an oyster that had strayed, he bent over in his eagerness, forgot to whisper and said: “Dar one, misstis.”