THEY ARE THE SECRET OF A MYS
A Remarkable Story, in Which a
Leading Business Man Plays
the Principal Role.
Not many of The Looking Glass’
readers are apt to know what a
‘•planked shad” is, although this method
of preparing the fish is comparatively
common in the north. To plank a shad
one takes a nice smooth spruce plank,
and after splitting open and cleaning a
large shad, nails the fish to the board,
back down. The plank is then tilted
over a coal fire, and when broiled to a
A PLANKED SHAD.
turn the nails are carefully extracted
and the whole thing, board and all, car
ried to the table.
This singular method of cooking is
supposed to lend peculiar delicacy and
flavor to the fish, and there are many
epicures who will eat shad prepared in
no other way.
So much for the preface. There is a
gentleman in this city who has achieved
fame among a select circle of gourmats
for the inimitable manner in which he
does the planking act. He takes great
pride in this culinary performance, and
many is the shad that has been cruci
fied in his apartments and subsequently
discussed by his friends.
Among those who have thus culti
vated a taste for planked shad is a well
known business man, who has figured
pretty conspicuously before the public
of late, and is well known all through
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RETREAT TO THE BARRACKS.
the south. Not long since this gentle
man concluded to enjoy a little relaxa
tion and a shad or two. He purchased
several fine fish and hied him to his
While the planking expert was at
work on the shad, the other gentleman
strolled into the bedroom and, pulling
off his outer clothing, lay down for a
nap. Presently the wife;of the tenant
came into the kitchen, and not approv
ing very much of planked shad, made
a few sarcastic remarks. Her husband
replied in kind, and a first-class row
was soon in progress. In the midst of
it the lady threw open the window and
began to scream “police.”
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The uproar aroused the guest in the
bedroom, and pulling on his coat over
a suit of red flannel underwear in which
he was attired, he rushed out. 'Che
huscand had by that time seized hold
of his wife, and the other picked up a
chair and struck him over the head.
The shad planker fell like a log, and
fearing he had killed him, the gentle
man in the fiery flannels fled by the
back way just in time to avoid the police.
It was then dusk and he managed to
get out of town by side streets without
any one observing his fantastic attire.
In this way he reached the barracks,
where he went to the house of a friend,
told him he had just murdered a man
and borrowed a pair of pants. He was
advised to get out of town as speedily
as possible, until an investigation could
be made, but unluckily had left his
money in his trouser’s pocket. His
watch, a fine gold chronometer, was in
his coat and this was sent to a neigh-
A HOGGISH ORDINACE FIRED OUT.
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The Dimmock Peddler Bill meets a Deserved Fate.
boring grocery as collateral for a loan
of sl6. With that amount the some
what bewieldered and badly scared mer
chant got on the train and went to
Griffin. From there he took the cars
for Columbus, where he met a friend,
borrowed a hundred or two and pro
ceeded to drown his sorrow in red
Mabel Paige, the soubrette, was play
ing an engagement there at the time,
and he announced himself as her agent.
People seem to have a mania just now
for impersonating Mabel’s agent. He
talked theater and set ’em up to every
body he met, and, in short, made things
exceedingly lively in the village.
Meantime how fared the planked
shad artist? He was not dead by a long
shot, but soon regained his senses, and
started out to look for his assistant.
He was much surprised to learn that
he had disappeared from the city.
A few days later the exile in Colum
bus received word that there was no
blood on his hands, and that he had
The Looking Glass.
better come home and attend to his af
fairs, which were getting badly tangled.
He was overjoyed and took the next
train back, a little weary, but still in
This is the true story of his tempora
ry disappearance, which had set the
tongue of gossip wagging at a lively
rate, and was generally attributed to
He has sent back the borrowed pants,
but swore off on planked shad forever.
DR BLUE MOUNTAIN JOE’S GREAT
There was a big crowd at the formal
opening of Dr. Blue Mountain Joe’s big
tent show last night on Edgewood Ave.
The band engaged by the Doctor ar
rived, from New Orleans, during the
day, and played at the evenings enter
tainment. There is just enough of the
saw-dust arena, and the vaudville to
make t e en semble pleasing and en
joyable. The entertainment began
with the introduction by Prof. Richards,
of his troupe of trained dogs. They are
by far the best ever seen in Atlanta.
Then came the cannon-ball act, in which
heavy cannon-balls were handled and
juggled as gracefully as small marbles.
Contortionists, trapeze performers, a
horizontal bar act, trick pony, and leap
ing dogs completed the ring entertain
ment. The show was concluded with a
vadueville part consisting of a couple
of song and dance teams, and a one-act
sketch. Dr Blue Mountain Joe will
certainly add to his popularity in At
lanta if the high standard of his per
formers is kept up. Performances af
ternoon and evening. Admission free.
Is the name of the best refrigerator in
the world —no other has a removable
provision closet. For sale by Lowry
Hardware Co. 60 Peachtree.
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I’ve invited the devil to dine to-night;
He’s a most agreeable fellow,
And I’ve ordered a dinner that’s out of sight.
It would tempt the soul of an anchorite
Or make a cardinal mellow.
The only thing that I’m puzzled about
Is who to invite to meet him ;
There are plenty of folks who would come
And run the risk of a case of gout,
For merely a chance to greet him.
But the devil insists that his friends, they say,
Should be gentlemen born and undoubted
And I’d much prefer’ that my guests were
Who would be in touch and in corps
With the people he he meets in Hades.
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I think I shall ask a Peachtree dame
Who flouts the world with an antique lover.
He has little to boast but a proud old name,
And he’s smirched that well with their
He shall have the opposite cover.
And there’s our friend on the stock exchange,
I shall certainly have to book him.
Failed four times but out of range
Os the law each time. He would think it
If I chance to overlook him.
Next to him comes a gay M. D.
Who burns both ends of the candle.
Isa ! ha I the hubbies who pay his fee!
They say he has ruined two or three
And kicked up a deuce of a scandal.
Here is a deacon who piles up gold
On a score of contracts more than shady;
Here is a priest who neglects his fold
To take the ewe lambs out of the cold;
Here is a tipsy lady.
Faith, ’tis no such a difficult task,
Thanks to sin and the secret sinner.
Company fit is this to bask
In the smiles of satan —these folks I ask
To meet the devil at dinner I
A Handsome Compliment.
The Constitution pays its respects
to The Looking Glass.
Each number of The Looking Glass,
Atlanta’s Puck, is brighter than the
number that went before. The Look
ing Glass covers a field entirely
unique and it has now become firmly
established in Georgia newspaper cir
cles. The mechanical make up of the
magazine is neat and artistic, the cari
catures are all up to date, well con
ceived and well executed ; and, as for
the reading matter —why, you are just
sorry when you have to put it down.
Success to The Looking Glass.—
The Atlanta Constitution.