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en, and add its country freshness to the^ sportsman's 

 morning meal. But Joseph moves not ; he has 

 caught the savory smell ; his nostrils expand under 

 its bewitching influence ; his chest upheaves as he 

 draws in each willing breath ; his 



"Joe, will you turn that bacon? " 



The statue moves, and the egg falls to the ground 

 lost to us forever. 



Excuse me, gentle reader, for dwelling upon this 

 subject ; but health and happiness depend so much 

 upon a good appetite and proper food, that, should 

 you decide to test the enjoyment of camp-life, do 

 not neglect to provision yourself before starting. 



Salt pork and Indian meal are indispensable : 

 bacon is a luxury. Calculate, to a nicety, just what 

 you think your party will need of each : multiply 

 the quantity by two, and then double the amount 

 of bacon. 



" You don't like bacon ? " 



Why, man alive ! your education is incomplete : 

 improve it. If you must go down to your grave 

 unhonored and unsung, pray do not go unbacon- 

 ized. 



On a par with bacon, and not to be overlooked 

 or forgotten, are Bermuda onions. 



Oh ! reader, turn not up in scorn thy sensitive 

 nose ; confess to me now, that you do sometimes 



