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In this our closing view you see, The Jones as happy as can be.
husband and wife sit together in parlor, hand in hand
The next cook's face is no offence, It hides a smilling providence.
cook working dough in kitchen
"Good-bye, Mr. Jones, I hope you'll find, Another cook with eyes like mine."
man and woman look in opposite directions as maid is dismissed
Poor Jones is caught, his cake is dough, And now the cook is told to go.
woman points finger at maid husband is ashamed in backround
"Hands! Hands!" Cries Mrs. Jones Aghast, As through the room her husband passed.
woman sitting on couch is surprised by handprints on back of man
" My wife is calling, do not fear, Mum's the word, you little dear."
man and maid put fingers to lip, swearing to secrecy
Jones thinks this the supreme event, Towards which all Creation bent
man and maid embrace, man kisses her face
He says, "My dear, I find your eyes, More tempting even than your pies."
man puts hand on maid's chin as she smiles
The reason is not hard to find, The master is so good and kind
man enters kitchen to talk with mian baking
This cook is happy you can see, She rather likes this family.
maid in kitchen thinks fondly while baking