“Yes,” he says, “that is what the Spokesman thinks and in the long run He is right because for example take this here teapot and you will see that while the government owned it it was not doing nothing but now that the brass kings have got it they have set it on the fire and it is boiling away and making tea for people to drink.”
“Well that sounds all right,” I says, “but I would want to know which people is drinking the tea and is it the brass kings?”
“Well yes,” he says, “I suppose it is them that gets the most of the tea but then if they hadn’t of stole the teapot there wouldn’t nobody of got no tea at all.”
So you see again Mom how complicated these international affairs is and what a tremendous job I have got to understand them. But you tell Pop that he does not ever need to worry that I will get a swelled head even though I am getting to understand them better than him.
Your devoted daughter
Mame.
LETTER XVIII
IN WHICH I STICK TO THE JOB
Dear Mom:
I have got my first week’s salary as Emergency Field Grammarian and gee it is wonderful. All that I have to do is to go to the department and sign my name three times and I get what is called a warrant that anybody will give me the money for. And I felt so rich and fine with that $26 in my purse the first thing I did was to buy this money order to pay you back your two spots and three spots extra.