A Christmas Story - Man in His Element: or, A New Way to Keep House by Samuel W. Francis
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other day, turn round and look towards a red headed, uplifted girl, with
a conciliatory smile and say, 'Betty, would you mind giving me a glass of water?' 'Zounds madam, I wanted to scream!--and only last night, while paying a visit I heard a lady who rules her elegant husband to within an inch of his life, say to the waiter, 'John, please put on your things and muffle up well, for it is very cold and do take this note to Mrs. Henry's' and, almost with the same breath, she turned on her husband and said, 'Albert, go down and get that medicine _at once_ for you know I cannot retire till I take it--you can see _your_ friend any time,' looking at me in a hard manner and then at the clock. 'Now what do you call that? That woman has courage to meet her equals and put all things straight; but a menial crushes her.' 'Well, of course you don't understand those things, William, but I do.' 'I suppose so, but I don't want to. It is all wrong--all _humbug_, all TRASH!' I exclaimed as my excitement knocked the ashes of my segar over my clean shirt. 'What would you have us do?' exclaimed Mary, a little nettled at my last remark. 'Do?' I replied, with emphasis; 'let the men keep house. Watch them, and learn the true method, which has for its motto, "Maximum of work, Minimum of trouble."' |
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