An English
schoolteacher was looking for rooms in Switzerland. She called upon the
local schoolmaster to help her find an apartment that would be suitable.
Such room were found and she returned to London
for he belongings. She remembered that she had not noticed a bathroom, or as
she called it, “a water closet”
She wrote to schoolmaster and she asked if there was a “ W. C. “ in or near the apartment.
The
schoolmaster, not knowing the English expression, he was puzzled by the
“ W. C “ never dreaming that she was talking about a bathroom. He was finally sought advice from the parish priest. They concluded that she must mean a Wayside Chapel. The lady
received the following letter a few days later.
Dear Madam:
The W. C is
located 9 miles from the house, in the heart of a beautiful grove of trees. It will seat 150
people at one time and it open on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays.
Some people
bring their lunch and make a day of it. On Thursdays there is an organ accompaniment. The acoustics are very good. The
slightest sound can be heard by everyone. It may interest you to know that my
daughter met her husband at the W. C. we are now in the process of taking donations to purchase plush seats. We feel that this is a long – felt
need, as the present seats have holes in
them.
My wife, being
rather delicate, hasn’ t been
able to attend regularly. It has been six month since she last went. Naturally, it pains her not to be able to go
more often.
I will close
now with the desire to accommodate
you in every way possible, and will be happy to save you a seat either down
from or near the door, as you prefer.