At such American insult I feel Samurai instinct with wrists. My interior soul make kicking performance of jiu jitsu—but outside my moustache I am a very smiling embassy like Hon. Baron Takahira.
“I am so delight to hear!” I renig for sarcastick. “I am aware of being a Yellow Peril—to be also a Servant Problemb are considerable distinguish. I am pretty pride about myself to be so much altogether.”
“Why so you no stick to one job of work and thusly gain experience by?” he denounce.
“Because-so,” I report. “Thank you, I can gain considerable plenty experience by losing jobs. I know because I do.”
“It are person like you that make Servant Problemb in this kingdom,” collapse Hon. Muto with peev.
“If I are such fine Servant Problemb,” I say with voice, “why you no get me one job doing it? Maybe some sweet-hearted American wish to hire such a Problemb for $3 a week & board it. So I shall willingly go there with valise.”
“Have you got some good references of recommend to show you could hold situation of Servant Problemb elsewheres?” he say it.
“Of sure I have!” I degrade, so I took from my inward vest following recommend of my intelligence which I wrote myself:
1—Mrs. C. W. O’Brien, honourable lady, where I do table-wait & terrible ordeel from fresh American gentleman who say “Jap boy!” with voice so I am very sorry when hot soup drown him at collar & I am next irritate to race-riot with Whang So, China boy of dogly face & terminate there by hanging him by the tail of his head to hon. doorknob. Good-bye, Mrs. C. W. O’Brien! Time there was 3 week.