Follow" by a large and hungry-looking family, a woman entered a restaurant. waiter advanced and stood by expectantly. Her many charges seated, the woman picked up the menu card and studied it intently. Finally she turned to the tallest girl:
"Steak, Bertha?" she asked.
"Please, mother," said Bertha.
"Steak, Billy?"
"Please, mother."
When every one of the family had fallen in with the idea of steak, the woman turned to the waiter. "Fetch me," she said, "a nice juicy steak—and eight plates!"
Then, seeing that the waiter was regarding her in amazement, she added, peremptorily "Go on; what are you waiting for?"
"Well, I was just thinking," said the waiter, "it they was all to stand round the kitchen an' sniff hard they might get more of a meal!—"Tit Bits."
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