The Continental Monthly, Vol. 6, No 3, September 1864: Devoted To Literature And National Policy — John Shaqi
The Continental Monthly, Vol. 6, No 3, September 1864: Devoted To Literature And National PolicyVarious
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The Continental Monthly, Vol. 6, No 3, September 1864: Devoted To Literature And National Policy
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Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
The fault which has been before alluded to under the name of
'independence,' deserves more special mention than I have yet given it.
It is probably the most exasperating, as it is the most general of all
the failings of servants. It makes the timid and sensitive housekeeper a
slave in her own house. No matter how grave may be the offences of her
hired girl, she must bear them in the meekest silence. Even the most
friendly advice, conveyed in the blandest possible tone, is often
declined with freezing dignity or repelled with tart resentment. The
cook who makes a cinder of your joint, or sends you up disgusting slops
for coffee, or the laundress between whose clean and soiled linen you
are puzzled to choose, has almost invariably the reply, uttered with a
majestic sternness that never fails to crush any but a veteran and
plucky housekeeper: 'This is the first time any mistress ever found
fault with _my_ cooking (or washing), and I have always lived with the
_best families_, too.' The cutting emphasis with which this point of the
'best families' is pushed home, is familiar to nearly every housekeeper.
It was scarcely a departure from sober truth in the lady who, on being
asked if she kept a hired girl, replied that she had an Irish lady
boarding with her, who occasionally condescended, when she had nothing
of more consequence to do, to help a little in the work of the family.
An amusing trifle is going the rounds of the papers, which well hits
off, and without much exaggeraration, the self-assumed prerogatives of
the servant girl of our great cities:
"Now, Miss Bradford, I always likes to have a good, old-fashioned
talk with the lady I lives with, before I begins. I'm awful
tempered, but I'm dreadful forgivin'. Have you Hecker's flour,
Beebe's range, hot and cold water, stationary tubs, oilcloth on the
floor, dumb waiter?' Then follows her planned programme for the
week: 'Monday I washes. I'se to be let alone that day. Tuesday I
irons. Nobody's to come near me that day. Wednesday I bakes. I'se
to be let alone that day. Thursday I picks up the house. Nobody's
to come near me that day. Friday I goes to the city. Nobody's to
come near me that day. Saturday I bakes, and Saturday afternoon my
beau comes to see me. Nobody's to come near me that day. Sunday I
has to myself."
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