"
"Look, ma," said Willie. "Is that where we got our green cook?"
Cynthia, a young colored cook, who had recently given up her
employment in order that she might try her luck at the easier
profession of cateress, met her former mistress on the street.
"Good morning, Cynthia," said the lady. "Where are you working now?"
"I isn't workin' nowhere now, ma'am," replied Cynthia, coyly; "I'se
capering for a congressman."
WIFE--"I wish I knew what to do with this skirt. It's good, but
somewhat out of style."
HUSBAND--"Why don't you give it to the laundress?"
WIFE--"Don't be funny, George. She's a good laundress, and I wouldn't
offend her for the world."
MRS. ECKS--"That's a shocking clumsy maid who served us. And Mrs. Wise
said she had such a treasure."
MRS. WYE--"This maid is one she hired for the occasion. She has the
treasure locked in her room for fear one of the guests might steal
her."
MISTRESS--"Now, Ada, I want you to show us what you can do tonight. We
have a few very special friends coming for a musical evening."
COOK--"Well, mum, I 'aven't done any singin' to speak of for years,
but as you insists upon it you can put me down for 'The 'Oly City'!"
NEW MISTRESS--"How about the afternoon off?"
NORAH--"Sure, mum, take wan--I'm willin'.
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