What can I do ?" "Please come and see our janitor and make him fix our kitchen sink!" an angry little woman cried.

"When I try to wash the dishes the water spouts all over me!" And then a plump rosy mother said in a soft coaxing voice, "I have eight little children, all nice and clean.

When you tell them to do anything they always do it quickly.

They smile at you, they are like saints.

So could the kind beautiful teacher fix it up with a newspaper to send them to the country--this summer when it is so hot?
The newspaper could send a man and he could take our pictures." "Most of us girls used to be in this school," said a bright looking Jewess of eighteen.