]> 2026-04-13T13:36:57+02:00 Fables in Slang 0 en https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/25322/pg25322-images.html Fiction Fables in Slang 135-142 Fables in Slang 1899 2026-04-13T07:02:41Z 2461143.7935301 Fables in Slang https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/25322/pg25322-images.html Ade, George Property:Has author Property:Has genre Property:Has journal Property:Has publisher Property:Has year of publication Property:Has page range Property:Has additional information Bibliographic Information Author Ade, George Genre Fiction Journal or Book Fables in Slang Publisher - Year of Publication 1899 Pages 135-142 Additional information https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/25322/pg25322-images.html THE FABLE OF SISTER MAE, WHO DID AS WELL AS COULD BE EXPECTED [ edit | edit source ]    TWO Sisters lived in Chicago, the Home of Opportunity.    Luella was a Good Girl, who had taken Prizes at the Mission Sunday School, but she was Plain, much. Her Features did not seem to know the value of Team Work. Her Clothes fit her Intermittently, as it were. She was what would be called a Lumpy Dresser. But she had a good Heart.    Luella found Employment at a Hat Factory. All she had to do was to put Red Linings in Hats for the Country Trade; and every Saturday Evening, when Work was called on account of Darkness, the Boss met her as she went out and crowded three Dollars on her.    The other Sister was Different.    She began as Mary, then changed to Marie, and her Finish was Mae.    From earliest Youth she had lacked Industry and Application.    She was short on Intellect but long on Shape.    The Vain Pleasures of the World attracted her. By skipping the Long Words she could read how Rupert Bansiford led Sibyl Gray into the Conservatory and made Love that scorched the Begonias. Sometimes she just Ached to light out with an Opera Company.    When she couldn't stand up Luella for any more Car Fare she went out looking for Work, and hoping she wouldn't find it. The sagacious Proprietor of a Lunch Room employed her as Cashier. In a little While she learned to count Money, and could hold down the Job.    \[Illustration: THE BOSS; (Description: A woodcut-style illustration showing a man with spectacles and scissors in his pocket handing a coin to another person. Tools including a ruler and iron are visible in the background.)\]    Marie was a Strong Card. The Male Patrons of the Establishment hovered around the Desk long after paying their Checks. Within a Month the Receipts of the Place had doubled.    It was often remarked that Marie was a Pippin. Her Date Book had to be kept on the Double Entry System.    Although her Grammar was Sad, it made no Odds. Her Picture was on many a Button.    A Credit Man from the Wholesale House across the Street told her that any time she wanted to see the Telegraph Poles rush past, she could tear Transportation out of his Book. But Marie turned him down for a Bucket Shop Man, who was not Handsome, but was awful Generous.    \[Illustration: MAE; (Description: A woodcut-style illustration showing a woman driving a car past a crowd.)\] car driving pedestrian gender    They were Married, and went to live in a Flat with a Quarter-Sawed Oak Chiffonier and Pink Rugs. She was Mae at this Stage of the Game.    Shortly after this, Wheat jumped twenty-two points, and the Husband didn't do a Thing.    Mae bought a Thumb Ring and a Pug Dog, and began to speak of the Swede Help as "The Maid."    Then she decided that she wanted to live in a House, because, in a Flat, One could never be sure of One's Neighbors. So they moved into a Sarcophagus on the Boulevard, right in between two Old Families, who had made their Money soon after the Fire, and Ice began to form on the hottest Days.    Mae bought an Automobile, and blew her Allowance against Beauty Doctors. The Smell of Cooking made her Faint, and she couldn't see where the Working Classes came in at all. car class    When she attended the theater a Box was none too good. Husband went along, in evening clothes and a Yachting Cap, and he had two large Diamonds in his Shirt Front.    Sometimes she went to a Vogner Concert, and sat through it, and she wouldn't Admit any more that the Russell Brothers, as the Irish Chambermaids, hit her just about Right.    She was determined to break into Society if she had to use an Ax.    At last she Got There; but it cost her many a Reed Bird and several Gross of Cold Quarts.    In the Hey-Day of Prosperity did Mae forget Luella? No, indeed.    She took Luella away from the Hat Factory, where the Pay was three Dollars a Week, and gave her a Position as Assistant Cook at five Dollars.    MORAL: Industry and Perseverance bring a sure Reward. 0 0 plainlist 1 [[:Fables in Slang]] Fables in Slang# QUERY67666729e29e79423ffb7ab44fe7e4b0 0 [2,"smw_emptystring"] Fables in Slang# ERRe852387a1ebee41ded7d51e85761020e 0 [2,"smw_emptystring"] Fables in Slang# ERR7c7b6898504a4817d0d036e6378ccc54 0 1 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> TWO Sisters lived in Chicago, the Home of Opportunity. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# ce9eb2b76eb784f366e5c11823c848d3 0 2 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Luella was a Good Girl, who had taken Prizes at the Mission Sunday School, but she was Plain, much. Her Features did not seem to know the value of Team Work. Her Clothes fit her Intermittently, as it were. She was what would be called a Lumpy Dresser. But she had a good Heart. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 12ee0187c012337a5a07bc32fdd887e4 0 3 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Luella found Employment at a Hat Factory. All she had to do was to put Red Linings in Hats for the Country Trade; and every Saturday Evening, when Work was called on account of Darkness, the Boss met her as she went out and crowded three Dollars on her. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# ece48056ffaf8e7e5d6bac0fccbf126c 0 4 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> The other Sister was Different. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 8cca7cbec6c9e568406680b4f27a8539 0 5 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> She began as Mary, then changed to Marie, and her Finish was Mae. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# f7818b7fb5f611f3ddeca83dd4705163 0 6 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> From earliest Youth she had lacked Industry and Application. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 4902a5520b6c15c3cab63f5b4a209cff 0 7 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> She was short on Intellect but long on Shape. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# fa22f04326d8ca1c9a42e0dcda101eb9 0 8 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> The Vain Pleasures of the World attracted her. By skipping the Long Words she could read how Rupert Bansiford led Sibyl Gray into the Conservatory and made Love that scorched the Begonias. Sometimes she just Ached to light out with an Opera Company. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 7f125e8b05509546ce9b9e7529ae4f4b 0 9 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> When she couldn't stand up Luella for any more Car Fare she went out looking for Work, and hoping she wouldn't find it. The sagacious Proprietor of a Lunch Room employed her as Cashier. In a little While she learned to count Money, and could hold down the Job. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# f1e3ed3b7e1217b6253641cce456e77d 0 10 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> \[Illustration: THE BOSS; (Description: A woodcut-style illustration showing a man with spectacles and scissors in his pocket handing a coin to another person. Tools including a ruler and iron are visible in the background.)\] </p> </div> Fables in Slang# edbaa70f3dff652f3081b90145bcc592 0 11 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Marie was a Strong Card. The Male Patrons of the Establishment hovered around the Desk long after paying their Checks. Within a Month the Receipts of the Place had doubled. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# c52d5c827450f2d4b741d38ed4884eba 0 12 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> It was often remarked that Marie was a Pippin. Her Date Book had to be kept on the Double Entry System. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 1fa3a11334d530e16fea6f1063ee436f 0 13 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Although her Grammar was Sad, it made no Odds. Her Picture was on many a Button. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 69dca89e424e58fba7eeec828fb8f938 0 14 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> A Credit Man from the Wholesale House across the Street told her that any time she wanted to see the Telegraph Poles rush past, she could tear Transportation out of his Book. But Marie turned him down for a Bucket Shop Man, who was not Handsome, but was awful Generous. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 4ddb12ffa9989619ec111db09b13b701 0 car driving pedestrian gender 15 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> \[Illustration: MAE; (Description: A woodcut-style illustration showing a woman driving a car past a crowd.)\] </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 5e718e87d362abfd673b5b2c51bab3d8 0 16 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> They were Married, and went to live in a Flat with a Quarter-Sawed Oak Chiffonier and Pink Rugs. She was Mae at this Stage of the Game. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# b4de17eb8c9ed2a048f613fb8d6adc0d 0 17 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Shortly after this, Wheat jumped twenty-two points, and the Husband didn't do a Thing. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 2b0ec7418fb272c86bd0ef77a1fc7634 0 18 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Mae bought a Thumb Ring and a Pug Dog, and began to speak of the Swede Help as "The Maid." </p> </div> Fables in Slang# d2bf4282612c4db243aa9aad1601a719 0 19 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Then she decided that she wanted to live in a House, because, in a Flat, One could never be sure of One's Neighbors. So they moved into a Sarcophagus on the Boulevard, right in between two Old Families, who had made their Money soon after the Fire, and Ice began to form on the hottest Days. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 39bc6a5ed1482f122a940423bb42bd7a 0 car class 20 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Mae bought an Automobile, and blew her Allowance against Beauty Doctors. The Smell of Cooking made her Faint, and she couldn't see where the Working Classes came in at all. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 1679c18ffe260b96ddf686cec9c9252e 0 21 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> When she attended the theater a Box was none too good. Husband went along, in evening clothes and a Yachting Cap, and he had two large Diamonds in his Shirt Front. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# afb65e0796e2ff2d0bc99c14cfe83a56 0 22 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> Sometimes she went to a Vogner Concert, and sat through it, and she wouldn't Admit any more that the Russell Brothers, as the Irish Chambermaids, hit her just about Right. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# bc013f04d91e7c977b644654502ebe36 0 23 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> She was determined to break into Society if she had to use an Ax. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 26395a19bb660a588e1d8192cd391a41 0 24 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> At last she Got There; but it cost her many a Reed Bird and several Gross of Cold Quarts. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 12fc594e1571975c6c405c91e19b22dd 0 25 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> In the Hey-Day of Prosperity did Mae forget Luella? No, indeed. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# be30fe41c2c85e8d5d7c812a2571d4d4 0 26 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> She took Luella away from the Hat Factory, where the Pay was three Dollars a Week, and gave her a Position as Assistant Cook at five Dollars. </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 68bfd736b839a7b56cf79f21a1a25c54 0 27 <div class="poem"> <p>  <br /> MORAL: <i>Industry and Perseverance bring a sure Reward.</i> </p> </div> Fables in Slang# 725c6484788f9307880cb1956683e6ef Has parent page 102 en Has parent page