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An Amiable Greenhorn

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Mrs. G of Staten Island had in ber employ a greeiihorn. Her only quaiiflcation for the position of waitress wbich she possessed on her arrival iu this country was a pretty face. She was voluble of speech and slow of coniprehension, and rnany a housekeeper would have given her marching oi'ders at the end of the first week, but Mrs. G tbought there were the makings of a good servant in her, and so kept her. After the girl had been with her a month and had learned how to serve soup without spilling it down the backs of the diners Mr. G gave a dinner, to which were invited two very dignified people in whose home everything ran with the sruoothness of a chronometer, and. she was naturally anxious to approximate that smoothness in the service of her dinner. For two conrses everything went as heart could wish. Bridget refrained from speech, spilied not a thing, was attentive to the wants of the guests and looked as pretty as a fresh young Irish girl can, which is saying a great deal. But when she removed the fish and attempted to take it down stairs to the kitchen she tripped on the top step, and with a screaru and a series of bumps and crashes she and the fish accornplished the descent. Mrs. G and her family vainly tried to keep from laughter. There was such a "cheerful bumpy sound" in her down going. The two dignified guests were adamant. They evidently heard nothing. But even their risibles were not proof against what followed. Mrs. G sat irresolute for a moment, hoping that the girl would not require assistance. And she did not. In the richest of accents a voice carne up the basement stairs: "Did y e hear me? Feil arl the way down shtairs and landed on me fut loike a burrd. ' '-


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