CEDAR LAKE. 



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above rose the smaller claws and crossing the whole 

 were the two huge claws, each one a feast for a dozen 

 hungry men. 



We all sat dumfounded at the spectacle! Even 

 Fitzgerald was mum, unable to say a word, while 

 the waiter stood by with the most serious countenance 

 imaginable, and glibly apologized for having to serve 

 us with such a small lobster, stating that the house 

 was out of large ones; but as we appeared so anxious 



"YE GODS! WHAT AN AVALANCHE OF LOBSTERIAN MATTER 

 DESCENDED IN OUR MIDST" 



to have lobster he had heavily bribed the cook to send 

 that one to the table, it being a standing order of the 

 hotel that no lobster weighing less than two hundred- 

 weight was ever to be put on the table, as a lobster 

 weighing less than that lacked the peculiar delicious 

 flavor and piquancy so much sought after by epicures. 

 "Holy smoke!" was all the astounded Fitzgerald could 

 gasp, "if this is a small American lobster, what in the 

 world are the big ones like?" 



