"There is no man under the sun," he cried out, "so lucky as I."
With a bright heart and free from all care, he sprang upon his way,
until he was home at his mother's.
* * * * *
MASTER OF ALL MASTERS
A girl once went to the fair to hire herself for a servant. At last
a funny-looking old gentleman engaged her, and took her home to his
house. When she got there, he told her that he had something to teach
her, for that in his house he had his own names for things.
He said to her: "What will you call me?"
"Master or mister, or whatever you please, sir," says she.
He said: "You must call me 'Master of all Masters.' And what would you
call this?" pointing to his bed.
"Bed or couch, or whatever you please, sir."
"No, that's my 'barnacle.' And what do you call these?" said he,
pointing to his pantaloons.
"Breeches or trousers, or whatever you please, sir."
"You must call them 'squibs and crackers,' And what would you call
her?" pointing to the cat.
"Cat or kit, or whatever you please, sir."
"You must call her 'white-faced simminy.' And this, now," showing the
fire, "what would you call this?"
"Fire or flame, or whatever you please, sir.
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