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                                    SCRAPBOOK.                     19
                the progress of civilization, and it is impossible to
                trace the improvement of the one, without having
                our attention perpetually called to the gradations
                of the other. In the very infancy of society, be-
                fore the invention of culinary utensils has occurred
                to his untutored understanding, the savage broils
                his food on the embers of his fire, and satiates his
                carnivorous appetite with a “rasher on the coals."
                When the introduction of a few of the ruder arts
                has brought with it a proportionate degree of
                civilization, he becomes naturally partial to a more
                refined diet. He is speedily initiated into the
                manufacture of earthen vessels, and his meat being
                placed in these, and heated on the fire, he now re-
                gales his bowels with a "collup in the pan." As
                is probably not very particular about the me-
                chanism of his jack, the step to roast and boil is
                but a short one; and the addition in the prepara-
                tion of the latter of a few roots and herbs, will put
                him in possession of something similar to barley
              broth. Such are the dishes most consonant to a
                savage appetite, and which, in the exertion of the
                limited means which he enjoys, he is most naturally
                enabled to procure. Fixed to a single spot of
                earth, he is without the means of communication
                with those, who enjoying a different soil and cli-
                mate, could furnish him with higher pleasures, and
                afford new gratification to his palate. Of the
                charms of curry, cayenne, mustard, catsup, and
                anchovy sauce, he is yet entirely ignorant. Many
                ages must elapse before he can hope to regale him-
                self with Stilton cheese and Bologna sausages. It
                is indeed jmpossible to look back on the deprivations