Capitalist
p. 67 · Read in the full issue
The Nouveau Capitalist
When the cook-boy (or in these days should I call him Chef?) of this household asked the Sinabada, for the second week running, for three bob in order to go to the local pic tures, she said with some exas
peration :
“What on earth do you do with your own money? Youve only just been paid!”
“Oh that,” he said. “I send all that down the coast to my coffee plantation. It helps to pay the labour.”
