Sir, Gussie Herbert informs me of a modern Vaudeville act whereupon a lady is cut in half ! I have witnessed this performance but I fear that the illusion has yet to be perfected
Sirs, A noise from the staff quarters do awaken me from my sleep. It is that rogue Greengrocer again. He purports to be exhibiting his finest carrots, parsnips and other produce, but I do not trust his intentions. Be on the lookout for this suspect fello
Sir, Upon employing two new maids, I was pleasantly surprised to note how they worked most harmoniously together. Further, my insistence that maids share accommodation to reduce costs is usually met with much disagreement, but my new staff were most deli
Sir, much commotion from the servants quarters. I race up there with poker in hand, expecting to find an intruder. Instead, I discover only maid Ethel, who explains that she is administering first-aid upon the postman, collapsed from overwork delivering
Sir, I must confer, I would not usually approve of discovering a lady sitting alone within a public drinking house. As a progressive mind, however, I do find myself making some exceptions to this opinion.
Sir, A charming fellow with a knowledge of instruments is summoned to appraise my harpsichord. Although G major may be elusive to some he was able to locate it almost immediately.
