Soyer's Culinary Campaign: Being Historical Reminiscences of the Late War.: With The Plain Art of Cookery for Military and Civil Institutions

HOSPITALS 315 XXVI. MY SECOND TRIP TO THE CRIMEA 325 XXVII. CAMP LIFE AT HEAD-QUARTERS 334 XXVIII. MY GREAT FIELD-DAY 350 XXIX. THE EIGHTH OF SEPTEMBER 364 XXX. FALL OF THE DOOMED CITY 375 XXXI. ILLNESS AND CHANGE OF SCENE 385 XXXII. CAMP OF THE FOURTH DIVISION 400 XXXIII. HOSTILITIES AT TABLE 415 XXXIV. CRIMEAN FESTIVITIES 433 XXXV. LAST DAYS OF BRITISH OCCUPATION OF THE CRIMEA 459 XXXVI. LAST SCENE OF OUR STRANGE EVENTFUL HISTORY 484 ADDENDA 513 ERRATA. In page 6, _for_ “Little Jack,” _read_ “Little Ben.” Page 32, line 12, _for_ “I think,” _read_ “She thinks.” A CULINARY CAMPAIGN BY A. SOYER ILLUSTRATED BY H. G. HINE. [Illustration: Title Page] INTRODUCTION. A SUPPER AT THE “ALBION,” AND ITS CONSEQUENCES. Old Drury--Juvenile mirth--A sudden arrest--An invitation--No excuse--Getting home--Mind your pockets--A trip to the “Wellington”--An intelligent waiter--Reading the news--A sudden inspiration--Letter to the _Times_--The stupid waiter again--Little Jack--Supper fare--Receipts--Tough kidneys--How to cook them--Kidneys _à la_ Roberto Diavolo--Kidneys _à la brochette_--New bill of fare for London Suppers. “Hurrah! hurrah! bravo! bravo!” For a few minutes rounds of applause and shouts of laughter from the juveniles were heard and loudly re-echoed throughout the vast cupola of Old Drury, sending home the delighted spectators, in fits of sneezing and coughing, through a variegated atmosphere. Sir Henry W----, turning to me, exclaimed, “Hallo, Mr. Soyer, the pantomime is over early this evening!” and looking at his watch, continued, “Why, it is only half-past eleven o’clock.” “Yes, Sir Henry; but quite late enough for children, who after this time begin to mingle gaping with laughter.” “True enough,” replied Sir Henry; “it is painful to see those dear cherubs kept at the theatre till midnight, or even later. Have you been long here?” “No,” I replied, “only a few minutes; just time enough to witness the grand finale, and to hear the screaming and laughter of the children, which to me is always very amusing.” “Very true, very true; I am of your opinion, and never tire of children’s mirth.” In a few minutes the theatre was nearly emptied of spectators, but still full of smoke.