PURE PANAMA, PURE INDIAN AND ALL BETWEEN
“Their names are usually elaborate. Celeste, Geraldine, Katherine, Eugenie, are some that I recall. My own maid is Susannah, which reminds me—without reflecting on this particular one—that as a class they are hopelessly unmoral, though extremely religious withal. I have known them to be clean and efficient, but as a rule they are quite the reverse. Some are woefully ignorant of modern utensils. One for example, being new to kitchen ranges, built a fire in the oven on the first day of her service. Another, having been carefully instructed always to take a visitor’s card on a tray, neglected the trim salver provided for that purpose and extended to the astonished caller a huge lacquered tin tray used for carrying dishes from the kitchen.
COPYRIGHT, 1913, BY F. E. WRIGHT
OLD LANDING AT TABOGA
The concrete walls leading from the beach up to the level of the street were built as a memorial of the successful revolution of 1905.
“I’ll never forget”, concluded my hostess between smiles, and sorrow, “how I felt when I saw that lonesome little card reposing on the broad black and battered expanse of that nasty old tray”!
Photo by Underwood & Underwood
INTERIOR OF GATUN Y. M. C. A. CLUB