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frito. Pejerrey signi- 

 fies "king of fishes." 

 No fish on earth can 

 excel it in flaky white 

 deliciousness. 



Now for the main 

 course. One of the 

 fowls roasting before 

 that glowing wood fire 

 tempts us sorely, but 

 we have a better treat 

 in store and order full 

 portions of Tallarines 

 a la Eduard. Talla- 

 rines are a sort of 

 macaroni, in flat strips 

 instead of tubes. Edu- 

 ard guards his secret 

 well, but we detect in 

 the delectable mixture 

 brought us in a casse- 

 role steaming hot from 

 the oven cubed breast 

 of chicken, mush- 

 rooms, a piquant trace 

 of cheese, a wonderful 

 light -green cream 

 sauce, and seasonings 

 beyond our knowledge. 



The portions are 

 generous, all we can 

 eat ; for, as the waiter 

 explains smilingly 

 when in our broken 

 Spanish we comment 

 on the liberality, "Bs 

 un costumbre de la 

 casa. Sen ores." We 

 have no quarrel with 

 such a custom of the 

 house. 



Perhaps with our meal we have chosen 

 a bottle of vino tinto, that fine red wine 

 from the sun-bathed slopes of the Andes. 

 Then a trifle of salad, if you wish it, 

 with only cheese — rich, crumbly cheese 

 from Chubut, far down in Patagonia — to 

 follow it, and a slice of that delicious 

 quince confection, dulee de membrillo . 



Black coffee, of course, and he who has 

 not been to Latin America knows not 

 what coffee may be when prepared by a 

 race which has made it a national drink 

 for centuries. If you want it, doubtless 

 in some dusty corner of the wine cellar is 

 tucked away a bottle of Chartreuse or 

 Benedictine, golden and syrupy with age. 



Photograph from Publishers' Photo Service 



Spain's gift to her former colony 



During the centenary celebration of Argentine independence this 

 impressive pedestal, surmounted by an angel of Victory, was un- 

 veiled as a symbol of the Mother Country's good-will. 



Not a pretentious meal ? Perhaps not, 

 but perfect in every detail, and one that 

 will linger longer in your mind than many 

 a more elaborate banquet. 



NO GRAVES IN LARGE CEMETERY 



On a Sunday or fiesta (religious holi- 

 day) it is interesting to visit one of the 

 great cemeteries. Recoleta and Chaca- 

 rita are the most famous. The former is 

 the older and is no longer used for 

 burials, except by a few families whose 

 mausoleums are not yet filled. Though 

 smaller, it has the more lovely setting. 

 One enters it by a broad flight of white 

 marble stairs flanked by lawns and flower 



