OMAIIA SUNDAY UEE, MAKCII 24. 1001
One morning Fluffy Ruffles at her wits end seemed to be;
But she thought, "I'll read the'paper; some opening I may see
She glanced through the advertisements and somehow chanced to look
At one which offered wages high to an experienced cook.
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I haven't had experience, but I can cook bv rule.'
She took her cook-book with her, and pocketing her prfce.
Betook herself to the address, and for the place applied.
Fluffy thought, "I took that course in cooking school
"Why, certainly," the lady said, "I'll take you, come right in;
Heres the kitchen; here's the pantry; at once you may begin
So Fluffy took her hat off , and rolled her sleeves up high,
Put on a big checked apron, and began to make a pie.
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Even the men who came for o ders, grocers, butchers, milkmen, too, i ,,s.i I v s l nyf
JCXx I I-fcf r Bothered Fluffy till she didn't know what in the world to do. i fjljrt-gr l,fL'
IOssJ 4iV They came a dozen times a day, they stayed the longest.wbile, V' I nT' IL
r I V t VAw And though it was annoying Fluffy really had to smile. ; I 1 vy
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J' Things reached the limit when the butcher's boy proposed one day. 5 1 ' i ' vA 1
40 S Fluffy give her mistress warning, and prepared to go away. tiT jS if jh'': "' JV 1
1 1 The lady said, "I'm sorry to lose you, but your looks - "J J RT V-I
yf Are N0"1" e-ctly of the type that one expect in cooksT ' 1 1 'AXr'
The butler chanced to enter. When he saw those dimpled arms
And smiling face, of course, he fell a victim to her charms.
He hung around the kitchen, and he sighed and looked so sad.
That Fluffy would have giggled it she hadn't been so mad.
Things reached the limit when the butcher's boy proposed one day.
nuny gave ner mistress warning, ana prepared to go away. T
i ne iaay saia, t m sorry to lose you, out your looks
Are NOT exactly of the type that one expect in cooksT
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