When tea and the social hour came around culture went by the board and the conversation turned to the perfectly disgraceful way in which the town's street cleaning was conducted.
"The streets are bad enough," said one member, "but, after all, one expects the streets to be dusty.

What I object to is having a city dump-heap at my front door.

Have any of you crossed my corner of the park since the snow melted ?" She drew a lively picture of a state of things gravely menacing to the health of her neighborhood, and that of all the people whose homes faced the neglected square.
"Why doesn't somebody complain to the authorities ?" she concluded.

"Why don't we do something about it?
The next time we meet we might at least adopt resolutions, or, better still, have a committee appointed.

What do you think, Madam President ?" Madam President tapped her teaspoon on the edge of her empty cup.