You never can tell till you've tried 'em,
And then you are like to be wrong.
There's times when you'll think that they're perfect;
There's times when you'll think that they're bum,
But the things you'll learn from those that have gone
May help you with those to come.

Norah, she landed from Dublin,
Green as acushla machree;
Norah was willing and anxious
To learn what a servant should be.
We told Mrs. Kirk all about her--
She offered her seven more per--
Now Norah she works, as you know, for the Kirks--
And we learned about servants from her.

Lena we got from an "office";
Lena was saving and Dutch--
Thought that our bills were enormous,
And told us we spent far too much.
Lena decamped with some silver,
Jewelry, laces and fur--
She was loving and kind, with a Socialist mind--
And we learned about servants from her.

Tillie blew in from the Indies,
Black as the middle of night--
Cooked like a regular Savarin--
Kitchen was shiny an' bright.
Everything ran along lovely