Miss Markus.—I’m surely glad to be here, for that train was dreadfully cold.
Rastus.—Well I been habin’ trubbel too, for de genelman in de diner dis mornin’ he ordered two fried eggs,—two fried eggs he sez, one fried on one side an’ one fried on tother. I asked him again jest natchelly thinkin’ I hadn’t heard c’rect, an’ he say “Two fried eggs, one fried on one side an’ one fried on tother,” I done told de cook an’ he wuz dat mad he gwine pitch me out de winder into a snow bank? Yes, sir, an’ see de black eye he gib me! Mebbe it doan’ show but its dere all right!
Susan (cordially).—I hope you ladies will feel quite at home, and join us in our preparations for a Christmas tree.
Miss Wise.—That will be lovely. Porter, take my wraps and be careful of my Raglan coat.
Rastus.—Yessum, I’ll shore take care of dat ragbag coat.
Miss Wise.—Raglan, not ragbag!
Miss Markus.—What a relief to have finished my school work! I had a terrific headache from correcting those papers of mine. What do you think of answers like this? One of my scholars in English history said that the kings were not allowed to order taxis without the consent of Parliament.
Tom.—Well, it kept the rulers from being too extravagant.
Miss Wise.—I told one of my young hopefuls to write a sentence containing the word income and this was the sentence, “I opened the door and in come the cat.”