Homepage
Login
Profile
BookClubs
dmBox
Read Ebook: Hashimura Togo Domestic Scientist by Irvin Wallace Strothmann F Frederick Illustrator
Font size:
Background color:
Text color:
Add to tbrJar First Page Next Page
Ebook has 1263 lines and 35075 words, and 26 pages
Illustrator: Frederick Strothmann
The nature of the book requires many oddities of word, spelling, and punctuation. This makes it impossible to unequivocally identify possible errors therefore no corrections or changes have been made.
HASHIMURA TOGO
HASHIMURA TOGO
DOMESTIC SCIENTIST
WALLACE IRWIN
ILLUSTRATED BY STROTHMANN
HEARST'S INTERNATIONAL LIBRARY CO. NEW YORK
Contents
INTRODUCEMENT 7
I TOGO'S THURSDAYS OUT 11
II TOGO'S MOVING DAY 19
V TOGO SWATS THE FLY 41
VI TOGO SAILS FOR BARGAINS 49
X TOGO COAXES DOWN THE COST OF LIVING 81
XX TOGO'S CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE MORNING 147
FACING PAGE
When I fetch forth raw steak and apple pie all require, "What the matter with Togo?" 60
"Have he not been constantly on ice for 2 yrs? Nothing could be fresher than that," depose Hon. Butcher 106
Introducement to Mrs. Public
Dear Sir:--In reading this intellectual volume of words I hopes that Mrs. Public & Husband will realize what I am stabbing at. Science in kitchen, rugs, vacuum cleaners, babies etc is what I wish teach all homes. Can this be accomplish? Answer is, Yes!! For housekeeping can get to be a Science just like warfare and pulling teeth.
And in each of those letters scrambled together in this Book I show you how like a Scientist I behave; for Scientists learns big wisdom, does they not, by manufacturing wicked smells, explosions and unhappiness. I also learn knowledge of housekeepery that way, and if occasional folks expire dead from eating what I cook, they should not get irritable. Science has its victims as well as warfare.
Hon. Shakspeare, or some other great bookmaker, say, "We learn by our mistakes." If such is case, then I have learned nearly everything that can be assimilated about Gen. Housework. I have followed considerable branches of this kitchen intelligence throughout U.S. America wherever I could find carfare. Therefore I have swept all this wreckage together in my brain and publicate them in this Book, which is sort of letter of recommendation to show how much I can accomplish when least required.
Frequent Professors has asked that Question: Why Do Servint Girls Be Servints? I have dishcovered following reasons for it:
Still more frequent Professors require: Why is Reason for High Costly Living? Answer is, Servints. If you ask any Lady in places from which I have quit you will soonly find out. One lady called me most expensive Servint in America because I cost her 02.33 for breakery of crockery in one week of labor. I were considerable proud of that record which are seldom equalled, even by Swedish.
What are purpose of this Book? To teach Ladies be more kind while abusing their help. With very apologetic thumbs I acknowledge that Hired Girls is not perfected like other modern machinery. Too many waitresses wait too long before obeying anybody. Too many nurses spoils the children. Too many cooks spoils the broth. Etc. Yet what could you expect for weekly? Not much. And you usually do not get it. This are very labentable state of affairs, and I am peculiar among Servint Girls because I never do less than expected of me. I usually do more. For instancely, if Hon. Boss Lady expect me to break 1/2 her dishes, I break all. If she expect me to burn up the roast, I burn down the house. Success in any line can be manufactured from such industry.
House-ladies should continuously remember that Servints are only human. Sometimes slightly less. Nor should persons feel peev of temperament because Cooks only stay shortly when they call. Folks does not expec Doctors and Undertakers to stay longtime when they come to houses. No!! They got too much busy duties elsewheres to linger considerable with one customer, however much they enjoy it. Suchly it is with Cooks. They give so much time they can to each victim & pass onwards. Then why should they be followed with brickbatts & regrets when they depart for station? There is no answer to this question.
During my promenades from jobs to jobs I have visited considerable kitchens. Some folks have promised to treat me like one of the family; this sound deliciously sweet until I see how that family behaves with itself. From such places I escape nearly lifeless. In my profession I resemble burglars--continually entering houses without welcome and seldom quitting without taking something with me. Sometimes I take valuable experience, sometimes injury of eye which are considerable precious for teach my soul how to set in his place and act low down.
Hoping you are the same
Yours truly HASHIMURA TOGO
HASHIMURA TOGO
Togo's Thursdays Out
Dearest Sir:--While working in servant-girlish employment of Gen. Housework I have endured considerable cruelties with great durability. But when ladies insists to pour kindness upon me, then the worm twists from such brutality. For thus reason I am now entirely disjointed from job of working at home of Hon. Mrs. Heneretta Hoke & Husband, Nutt Center, N.J. I tell you this historical event.
When I employ this Mrs. Hoke to be boss, she say with Jane Addams expression, "Hon. Abe Lincoln freed niggero slaves sometime of yore; therefore Japanese servant must also be considered human."
"I do not expect such sweethearted treatment," I say for slight tear-drop.
"I am going to commence my beginning by being generous to you," she encroach. "You may take Thursday afternoons out."
"How far out can I take them?" are question for me.
"Plenty far," she renounce, "but not so distant he will not get back in time for breakfast Fryday morning. I give you this Thursday p.m. from great philanthropy of soul, so you will be able to work harder when you get back."
"What amusements are proper for servant on this bright holidate?" I ask to know.
"Sometimes one way, sometimes different," she pronounce. "Walking, setting down, quarreling, flirtating, seeing emotion-picture show, obtaining drunkenness, getting married or arrested--all are good ways for servant on Thursday."
I thank her from the stomack of my soul and fill my brain with joy-thoughts about that nice date of afternoon I should spend. It were Monday when she say this. Each day afterwards my gladness become pretty plenty when I think what light amusement it should be. I fill my mentality with plans for frivolity. Maybe I should go to hear Rev. Dr. Soyanada lecture on Mr. Ibsen. Or perhapsly I might walk in Unnatural History Museum admiring skeletons. These light joys seem pretty happy--but O!--of suddenly I think something better. I should write my cousin Nogi for meet me in G. A. R. Cemetery where we could learn American language by reading biographies on monuments.
Thursday morning arrive up. Such beauty of day! Air was clear like alcohol, making blueness of sky which removed blueness from heart. I never observed better day for servants to see cemeteries. At 11 I eloped to room for make slight brush to shoes & derby.
Lunch time arrive.
"Togo," report Hon. Mrs. Hoke, poking unprepared head into kitchen, "you will be unexpectedly detained at home this afternoon; so sorry. I shall give bridge-gamble for 48 friends this and 6 additional must remain for dinner-eat."
Door-slam was her next reply.
Mr. Editor, have you ever been retained in kitchen, manufacturing lemonade-drunk for ladies while Nature stand outside whistling for you? Amidst such sorrows your fingers shuffle their feet and your soul refuses. I attempt to bake cake while enjoying these pains; but you cannot make cake arise when your heart contains no yeast.
All through brightness of afternoon bridge-gamble continue while I poke forth chocolate. At lateness of 11.22 p.m. 6 additional persons depart off from dinner-eat. I go bed without congratulation.
Next morning Hon. Mrs. report to kitchen with shameface.
"So careless, I forgot Thursday!" she guggle.
Add to tbrJar First Page Next Page