After the death of Andrew Jackson the following conversation is said to have occurred between an Anti-Jackson broker and a Democratic merchant:
After the death of Andrew Jackson the following conversation is said to have occurred between an Anti-Jackson broker and a Democratic merchant:
MAN—”Is there any reason why I should give you five cents?”
BOY—”Well, if I had a nice high hat like yours I wouldn’t want it soaked with snowballs.”
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MRS. JENKINS—”Mrs. Smith, we shall be neighbors now. I have bought a house next you, with a water frontage.”
When Conan Doyle arrived for the first time in Boston he was instantly recognized by the cabman whose vehicle he had engaged. When the great literary man offered to pay his fare the cabman said quite respectfully:
A man hurried into a quick-lunch restaurant recently and called to the waiter: “Give me a ham sandwich.”
A bereaved husband feeling his loss very keenly found it desirable to divert his mind by traveling abroad. Before his departure, however, he left orders for a tombstone with the inscription:
New York Elks are having a lot of fun with a member of their lodge, a Fifteenth Street jeweler. The other day his wife was in the jewelry store when the ‘phone rang. She answered it.
Charles Frohman was talking to a Philadelphia reporter about the importance of detail.
A well-known furniture dealer of a Virginia town wanted to give his faithful negro driver something for Christmas in recognition of his unfailing good humor in toting out stoves, beds, pianos, etc.
TEACHER—”Tommy, do you know ‘How Doth the Little Busy Bee’?”
TOMMY—”No; I only know he doth it!”
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