Monday, November 27, 2006

Poetic Avian Voluptuary

I picked up an old cookbook* that I found at Sammy's Antiques in Galien (my home town), Michigan, last month, and found this rather unusual poem with an avian theme that seems perfect for the season:
‘Tis sport to shoot at quail on toast
Or wing a chicken pie,
To ‘pepper’ snipe all broiled or roast,
Or pigeons on the fly;

But somehow it happens
Without rhyme or reason
That to ‘bag’ a biped
Is the ‘hit’ of the season.
The poem is untitled and without attribution. I’m still puzzling over the meaning of that last couplet.

* Practical recipe book compiled by Class Number Eighteen for the benefit of the First Presbyterian Church of Michigan City, Indiana. Published in 1902 by The Evening News.


Blogger Susan Gets Native said...

"to bag a biped"???
Doesn't that mean shoot a person?
That would make for a rather creepy Thanksgiving.

November 27, 2006 11:15 PM  
Blogger John L. Trapp said...

That was my first thought, also. So I think they must be using "to bag" in a different context, such as "to get" the boy or girl of your choice, or something like that. Being as this is a church cookbook, they couldn't possibly have been suggesting that shooting a person is good, clean fun.

November 28, 2006 4:03 AM  

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