The return mail brought me a reply stating that two Electric-Automatic
Household Beneficent Geniuses had been shipped me by express. The
letter enclosed a pamphlet that gave a more particular account of the
E. A. H. B. G. than the circulars contained. My friend’s invention
was shaped in the likeness of the human figure, with body, head,
arms, legs, hands and feet. It was clad in waterproof cloth, with a
hood of the same to protect the head, and was shod with felt. The
trunk contained the wheels and springs, and in the head was fixed the
electric battery. The face, of bisque, was described as possessing “a
very natural and pleasing expression.”
Just at dusk an oblong box arrived by express and was duly delivered in
our hall, but at my wife’s urgent entreaty I consented not to unpack
the machines until next day.
“If we should not get the knack of managing them, they might give us
trouble,” said this wise wife of mine.
I agreed to this, and having sent away Bridget with a week’s wages, to
the satisfaction of all parties, we went to bed in high hopes.
Early next morning we were astir.
“My dear,” I said, “do not give yourself the least concern about
breakfast; I am determined that Harrison’s invention shall have fair
play.”
“Very well,” my wife assented; but she prudently administered bread and
butter to her offspring.
I opened the oblong box, where lay the automatons side by side, their
hands placidly folded upon their waterproof breasts, and their eyes
looking placidly expectant from under their waterproof hoods.
I confess the sight gave me a shock. Anna Maria turned pale; the
children hid their faces in her skirts.
“Once out of the box,” I said to myself, “and the horror will be over.”
The machines stood on their feet admirably, but the horror was not
materially lessened by this change of position. However, I assumed a
bold front, and said, jocosely:
“Now, which is Bridget, and which is Juliana--which the cook, and which
the housemaid?”
This distinction was made clear by dial-plates and indicators, set
conspicuously between the shoulders, an opening being cut in the
waterproof for that purpose. The housemaid’s dial-plate was stamped
around the circumference with the words: Bed, Broom, Duster, Door-bell,
Dining-room Service, Parlor Service, etc. In like manner, the cook’s
dial-plate bore the words that pertained to her department. I gave
myself first to “setting” the housemaid, as being the simpler of the
two.
“Now, my dear,” said I, confidently, “we shall see how _this_ Juliana
can make the beds.”
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