It seems that an elderly English lady visiting a country village in Switzerland was looking for some rooms. She asked the local village schoolmaster, who spoke some English, to assist her. A place that suited her was finally found, and the lady returned to the town where her luggage was in storage for a few days. She remembered then that she had not noticed a bathroom, or as she called it, a "water closet." She wrote to the school master. He was puzzled by the initials "W.C.", never dreaming of course that she was asking about a bathroom. He finally asked the help of the parish priest, who decided that W.C. stood for Wayside Chapel.
This was his reply: Dear Madam, The W.C. is situated nine miles from the house in beautiful hill country in the center of a beautiful grove of trees. It is capable of holding 350 people at a time, and is open on Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday each week. A large number of folks attend during the summer months, so it is suggested that you arrive early, although there is plenty of standing room. Some folks like to take their lunch and make a day of it, especially on Thursdays when there is organ accompaniment. The acoustics are exceptionally fine and everyone present can hear the most delicate sounds. It may be of interest to you to know that my daughter was married in the W.C., and it was there that she met her husband. We hope you will be there at the time of our annual bazaar to be held very soon. The proceeds will go towards the purchase of plush seats, which the folks agree are a long-felt need, as the present seats all have holes in them. My wife is rather delicate, therefore she can not attend regularly. It has been six months since the time she last visited the W.C. Naturally, it pains her very much not to be able to go more often. I shall close now with the desire to accommodate you in every way possible, and I will be happy to reserve you a seat down front or near the door, whichever you prefer. --Schoolmaster