SUNDAY MENU ENJOYED IN THE IGORROTE CAMP.
Potage Chien. Fido Croquettes.
Bologna Sausage, au Naturel.
Boiled Rice, Dog Gravy.
Brown Sweet Potatoes and Ribs (of dog).
Saute of Dog Livers, a la Luzon.
Stewed Jowels with the bark on.
Sliced Bananas. Dog biscuit.
Coffee. Vino.
Stogies.
Male members of the savage Igorrote tribe in the Philippine section of the World's Fair fought for favorite portions of the stewed dog in a dinner which was served just outside the Cuartel yesterday. It was the most unusual feast that has ever been witnessed in St. Louis.
The yellow dogs — and there were three of them — received no mercy, and the Igorrote ate the stewed canine as a hungry tramp would masticate a free lunch. The enthusiasm that attends a banquet at $10 a plate was small in comparison to the joy shown by the Igorrote. Every night for the last two weeks he has gone to bed hearing the barking of the dogs, and was made ravenous by the knowledge that dogs were near. The Igorrote was ready for the performance of any desperate act whereby he might be able to realize on his fondest dreams—a genuine dog dinner, prepared according to the rules of old Luzon.
A dance preceded and followed the dog dinner. Occasions of great joy are always marked by dancing in the home of the Igorrotes. The tribe was awakened at 8 o'clock yesterday morning and informed that there was something doing in the dog line. They were told that the dog would be served for dinner.
The Igorrotes began the dog dance. They danced in relays. "Let joy be unconfined" was the slogan of the Igorrote, and in order that the noise should not cease, and that activity should not be interrupted, the Igorrotes danced in sections. When one division tired, other willing dancers took the places of those who had "run down."
DANCING CONTINUES.
And so the dancing continued until 11 o'clock. At that hour a guard announced that the dogs were ready for killing. The Igorrotes gave numerous wild whoops of joy. Like doomed men led to the scaffold, the coveted yellow dogs were led from their kennels and prepared for execution.
Knives were whetted and the Igorrotes again danced for joy. The dogs' bodies were thrown into the 16-inch kettles, which were purchased especially for the feast.
A cracking fire was started under the kettles and the canines were stewed. Members of the tribe drew lots for the choice portions. There is no "white meat" in a dog feast, but there are choice portions, just the same. The ribs, it is said, are particularly palatable, and the livers, shoulders and sides are said to be fine eating — by the Igorrotes. Three pots were operated, and in each pot a dog was stewed, the fumes from the boiling kettle furnishing an incentive for more dancing and more noise. The old men of the tribe took charge of the distribution, and on the bare grass, with no tablecloths, no napkins, nor dishes, the Igorrotes enjoyed their canine feast, and ate heartily.
PRESERVE THE TEETH.
The teeth of the dogs were carefully preserved and these will be polished and mounted and sold as souvenirs.
The Igorrotes were in a high state of merriment yesterday afternoon, and the many visitors who entered the Cuartel were well repaid for their visit. David Francis, Jr., son of the President of the World's Fair, escorted a party of society men to the headquarters of the savages. In special compliment to Mr. Francis, all the tribes engaged in their odd dances, much to the delight of their guests.
The memory of the dog feast was still other Sunday dinner on the same line, they worked like demons. While dog was the paramount feature on the Sunday menu of the Igorrote, other native delicacies were offered to the hungry. Sliced bananas doesn't seem an appropriate accompaniment to stewed dog, but the Igorrotes got it. Boiled rice with dog gravy was another item on the bill of fare, and the last number was stogies, which the Igorrotes are extremely fond of.
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