IT WORKED ALL RIGHT
All the work was mapped out for the new charwoman, but about the appointed time she arrived in tears.
“My poor ’usband was shot in the battle,” she said, “and ’e’s passed away.”
The employer was all sympathy, gave the widow the half-crown she ought to have earned, and did the necessary work herself.
The next day she met the neighbor who recommended the woman, and said:
“You’ve heard, I suppose, about Mrs. W.’s husband being killed?”
“Yes,” said her friend. “But she ought to have got over it by now. It was in the Boer war.”