Yours truly, Hashimura Togo 33 33 IV Togo and the “Weak-Enders” To Editor Good Housekeeper Magazine, who know how to make home beautiful by staying there, Dear Mr.:—There are a vacant place to be obtained for bright Japanese Gen. Houseworker at home of Mrs. & Mr. Jeremia Spiggott, Flag Wave, Pa. That vacancy are where I am not now working. It surprise me. This are how it happen. Dear Mr. During breakfast-table last Fryday Hon. Mr, Spiggott look uply from Pittsbug news-reading and say with voice, “Mrs. and Mr. Wm. H. Axweilder shall be here tomorrow p.m. for slight weak-end visitation.” “They are both entirely unwelcome, I am sure,” she snob. “If we merely asked people we liked there would be no hospitality,” he rake off. “We must enjoy Hon. Axweilder’s company because of his great wealth. If we are sufficiently delightful to him maybe he will permit me to cheat him in business. You will love his conversational talk. For so dull a man he have a most penetrating mind.” 34 34 “He must have to bore me so deep,” she snagger. “I like his wife less than equally.” So that day she enslave me for hard housework, so all shall be delightful for this disgusting visit. All day I do considerable proud bed-make with swollen quilts of mushy silk appearance. At lastly tomorrow p.m. arrive when Hon. Mrs. approach, up to me and say with commutor language: “Togo,” she say it, “at toot of 2.22 train Mrs. & Mr. Axweilder will arrive in custody of Hon. Husband. Kindly to hitch down Sarah, the horse, to fashionable bug-wagon and elope to depot with coachman expression.” I go forthly to horse-garage where Hon. Sarah stood eating his oat. So I hitched it and made immediate
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