A seamstress whom I know was sewing in the home of a wealthy
woman in one of the aristocratic suburbs of Boston. She was
there every day for nearly a week, when finally her patience
became exhausted and she left the house never to return.
She said she could stand being fed on crackers and milk every
day at the noon meal, but when she heard the mistress of the
house at the telephone ordering half a chicken for her pet dogs
she could withhold her wrath no longer.
Of course, the good woman of the house was sweetly unconscious
of the absurd comparison between the dogs’ food and the food for
the seamstress. Had she had any sense of the meanness of her
conduct, she never would have telephoned that message within
the hearing of the seamstress.
The truth of the matter was that her heart--as much as she had
left of it--was all wrapt up in her pet dogs, and her interest
in human beings had become as a matter of habit, simply a
question of the amount of service they could render her. She is
probably whining to-day about the seamstress who didn’t know her
place and who was jealous of people who had means.--GEORGE
W. COLEMAN, “Searchlights.”
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=Animals as Pest Destroyers=--See BARRIERS.
=Animals Before Men=--See HEARTLESS PAGANS.
=Animals, Inferior to Man=--See MAN’S CONQUEST OF ANIMALS.
=Animals not Original=--See ORIGINALITY OF MAN.
=Animals, Reason in=--See REASONING POWER IN ANIMALS.