Miss Priscilla.—I am making a gift for my sister-in-law who is a woman of fashion, and who is fond of automobiling, so I am knitting her a tasteful scarf which I am sure will prove pleasing. (Shows gay muffler, and continues knitting it.)
Susan.—What do you folks say to having a Christmas tree?
All.—Fine!
Susan.—Well, I ain’t had a tree for years, but I think it would be nice to trim up one to celebrate.
Edith.—That will be splendid!
Susan.—Then Mr. Tom you an’ Abner go out and chop down a tree. Land sakes! Abner’s asleep an’ I never called him till quarter past three! Abner! Wake up! Take off them slippers, an’ put on your gum boots, an’ go chop down a tree!
Abner (drowsily).—I ain’t George Washington! Work again!
(Repeats). O life is just a round of joy
To one who is a hired boy.
(Whistling, exeunt Abner and Tom.)