More Banquets and Dinners Anecdotes (Post No.5426)

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Compiled by London Swaminathan

Date: 13 September 2018


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Post No. 5426

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At the dinner-parties which the poet Sam Rogers (English Poet) gave, he started the custom of having no candles on the table, all the lights being attached to the walls and ceiling. This novelty created quite a buzz of comment in London society. While Sydney Smith was dining with Rogers one evening, the host asked him to say what he thought of the illumination of the table. “For my part, I don’t fancy it at all, Rogers, returned the candid guest. It is too uncomfortably like the Day of Judgement. Here we are, a flood of light on all above, and below nothing but darkness and gnashing of teeth.”


Lord Holland Statue in London
It is said of Charles Fox that from infancy to manhood it was the practice of his father, Lord Holland, to show him the most unlimited indulgence. The following story is told in proof of it.

Master Charles, when six or seven years of age, one day strolled into the kitchen ; and while dinner was cooking, and a pig roasting at the fire, he amused himself with making water upon the unresisisting porker it was a standing order of the house to contradict him on nothing, so there was nothing to be done- but to let the pig be so basted. The cook, however, thought it fair to give the guests warning of the sauce to it, which he did sending up the following lines upon a label in its mouth.

If strong and savoury I do taste
Tis with the liquor that did me baste
While at the fire I foamed and hissed
A Fox cub upon me
Gossip Anecdotes

‘How this world is inclined to slander’, said a maiden lady to an English noble man.
‘Can you believe it, sir, some of my malicious acquaintances reported that I had twins’.

‘Madam, I make it a rule to believe’ only half of what I hear!’ replied his lordship.


Mrs Graham Bill Vanderbilt had been displeased by a number of things which the late Maury Paul had written about her in his ‘Cholly Knickerbocker’ column.
Upon meeting him one time at a nightclub, she said,
‘You are a rude and scurrilous man’.
Yes, confessed Paul, ‘I am. But I would rather make a living that way than by selling bonds’.


Mrs Vanderbilt


Once when Madame de Stael, was praising the British Constitution, Talleyrand explained in an aside,
‘Above all she admires the habeas corpus’.

The society gossip purveyor, Maury H.B.Paul , had been writing in a number of familiar and impertinent items about Mrs Cornelius Vanderbilt for many years. Then one day Vincent Astor unexpectedly introduced Paul to the mighty lady.

With a gasp he said,’ I am not really the disreputable person you think I am, Mrs Vanderbilt’ .
Mrs Vanderbilt replied, ‘My dear Mr Paul from what you have been writing about me, I was under the impression that you thought I was the disreputable person’.

Xxxx Subham xxx

Parties Anecdotes (Post No.5380)

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Date: 31 August 2018


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Post No. 5380


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At Dinner one day Douglas Jerrold was forced to listen to a noisy argument between an admirer of Prince of Orange and a henchman of William III. Having exhausted the political issues of the debate, they entered upon the personal phases of the question. One of the arguers finally brought his fist down on the table and exclaimed,

Bah! to you sir; I spit upon your Prince of Orange.

The other, determined not to be outdone, rose to his feet and screamed, “And I Sir, spit upon your King William!”

Hereupon, Jerrold unable to endure the racket longer, rang the bell and shouted to the waiter, “Here, boy – spittoons for two!”


Dictionary meaning:–




  • a metal or earthenware pot typically having a funnel-shaped top, used for spitting into.


Image of Prince of Orange

Thomas Alva Edison was once reluctantly persuaded by his wife to attend one of the brilliant social functions of the season in New York.
At last the inventor managed to escape the lionizers who had crowded about his, and sat alone unnoticed in a corner. Edison kept looking at his watch with a resigned expression on his face. A friend edged near to him unnoticed and heard the inventor mutter to himself with a sigh,
‘If there were only a dog here’!


Oliver Wendell Holmes, having been at an afternoon tea, authoritatively defined such functions for all time as,
‘Giggle. Gabble. Gobble. Git’


Dorothy Parker once attended a party at which the greater number of people Seemed to be the rankings of Bohemia. Her companion said to her,
Where on earth do these people come from and where do they stay the rest of the time?
I think, Miss Parker said thoughtfully, after it is o over they crawl back into the woodwork.







  1. A native or inhabitant of Bohemia.
  2. A person of Bohemian ancestry.
  3. The Czech dialects of Bohemia.


  1. ArchaicA Romani person.
  2. An itinerant person; a vagabond.


Dorothy Parker (American poet, writer, satirist)  completely bored by a country weekend, wired a friend,
Please send me a loaf bread — and enclose a saw and file.



‘I have had a wonderful evening’, said
Groucho Marx to his hostess as he was leaving a dull Hollywood party, ‘but this was not it’.


Once, it is said, Margot Asquith gave a party in London — a big party. She received the guests with graciousness, set them spinning into the rhythm of pleasure and then retired to an upper room to play bridge.

Next day, a well meaning, but tactless woman fluttered up to her in a restaurant and said,
Oh, Lady Asquith, I was at your party last night,
‘Thank God, I wasn’t’, answered Margot, and moved on.

Xxx subham xxx


Exaggeration Anecdotes (Post No.5199)

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Date: 9 JULY 2018


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Post No. 5199


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Mark Twain once asked a baggage handler in the railroad station in Washington,
“Is that satchel strong enough to go in the baggage car?”
The baggage man lifted the grip high above his head and smashed it to the ground with all his might.
That, said he, is what it will get in Philadelphia.
He picked it up and bashed it against the side of the car four or five times.
That is what it will get in Chicago, he continued.
He next threw it high in the air and when it had landed, jumped on it vigorously. It split open and scattered its contents over the platform.
And that is what it will get in Sioux City, you would better take it in the Pullman with you.


The Chase National Bank. Operating all over the world, receives from its clients some very strange letters.
A short time ago, a dealer in fur from Australia wrote the following,
Dear Sirs,
“Am sending draft for a thousand pounds, with which please credit my account. Last year I crossed a kangaroo with a raccoon, and now I am raising fur coats with pockets”.


Too much Ventilation!


Colonel Cody, Buffalo Bill , used to tell the story of an English visitor to the West. While riding The s Rocky Mountain canyon one day, a tremendous gust of wind swooped down and actually carried the English man off the wagon seat. After he had picked himself up and combed the sand and gravel out of his whiskers, he said,
“I say! I think you over do ventilation in the country!”

Bill Nye, the humorist, was not given to mild statements. He had the following to say,
We have not  had more to say of the editor of the Sweet waters Gazette. Aside from the fact that he is a squint eyed, consumptive liar with a breath like a buzzard and a record like a convict, we don’t know anything about him. He means well enough, and if he can evade the penitentiary and the vigilance committee for a few more years, there is a chance for him to end his life in a natural way. If he don’t tell the truth a little more plentifully, however the Green River people will rise as one man and churn him up till there won’t be anything left of him but a pair of suspenders and a wart.



Bear stories are the stock in trade of the Alaskan sourdoughs.
One-of them told of his encounter with a giant a kadikak monster . He was all of two tons and he riz up and come at me. I didn’t manage to wound him just enough to make him mad. But then my rifle jammed. I headed for the nearest tree, but it only had one limb and that was thirty feet off the ground. I got there not more than a foot ahead of the bear and he took a swat at me as I gathered for the leap. He tore my Britches but didn’t quite getting me so badly I missed the limb.
What happened?
I caught it on my way down

Col.John Cremony was a famous western figure and known as a yarn spinner. He told one story of a desperate flight from pursuing Indians,
“I had a fine horse and managed to keep far enough ahead so their arrows couldn’t reach me. I picked them off until my last cartridge was gone. Then I headed up a canyon and I will be doggoned if it didn’t end in a sheer wall I was trapped like a rat with a dozen Apaches closing in on me And me without as much as a penknife to defend myself.
What happened,Colonel?
Why, they killed me! Damn them, sir, they killed me!
Xxx SUBHAM xxx


Economy & Endurance Anecdotes (Post No.5195)

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Date: 8 JULY 2018


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Post No. 5195


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Shortly before sailing back to England foreign correspondent Quentin Reynolds was received by President Roosevelt in his office at the White House. While he was there the President put through a transatlantic call to another eminent statesman, Winston Churchill.
Mr Reynolds was slightly startled when, after a conversation, the President said
‘I will have to hang up now. My three minutes are up’.



A visitor to the Whitehouse during the Coolidge administration said to the President that that he would greatly appreciate the gift of a cigar, not for himself but for a friend who had the eccentricity of collecting cigar bands from famous smokers all over the world .

President Coolidge thought the matter-over for a few seconds, then reached for a box of cigars.
Taking one out he carefully removed the band , replaced the cigar in the box , and handed the band to his visitor .



At Lobbs, the famous English bootmaker, one day, I saw on the floor a heap of twenty or thirty boots , all needing cobbling badly.
Oh sir, Lobbs explained , these Belong to the best customer I ever had . He used to come in here and order15 or 20 pairs of boots ,
But when his father died he left him some three million dollars.

“Well, sir, since then he has not ordered a single pair of New boots but sends the old ones to be repaired”.
Who is he, Lobbs, I asked.
An American, sir…… his name is Pierpont Morgan

Endurance anecdotes
In the days of the homestead law a prospective settler sought out a lawyer friend and asked him to explain the law and its operations.

I don’t know the exact text of the law, said his friend, but I can give you the draft of it. The government is willing to bet you 160 acres of land against 14 dollar that you can’t live on it five years without starving to death




Much more eccentricity anecdotes

Alfred Stieglitz has always been a highly arbitrary and erratic dealer in paintings . Once, at a show of the work of Georgia O Keefe, a wealthy woman expressed, with a slightly patronising attitude, a desire to purchase a certain picture . Repelled subtly by the woman’s manner Stieglitz snapped,
“Why do you want that painting? Give me some reason why you want it”
The prospective purchaser could think of no satisfactory reason and was refused the picture.



‘Don’t you know who I am?’

A traffic cop will signal Pop Gershwin to stop. Pop has been exceeding the speed limit, perhaps in the u unconscious belief that the father of the jazz king has rights that even the police force must respect.
Don’t you know who I am? He asks the officer
I am the father of George Gershwin
At the same time, being a New Yorker, he pronounces the first name to rhyme with judge
(The Jewish American pronunciations of George and judge are surprisingly similar)

The officer scratches his head. He doesn’t know every judge in Gotham. Perhaps this judge Gershwin is a big run up in the Bronx. Better to be safe than sorry.

A salute and he  lets Pa Gershwin pass.
Who now can tell Pa that Gershwin isn’t the king?



Diligence and Discretion Anecdotes (Post No.5181)

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Date: 4 JULY 2018


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Post No. 5181


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Abe Lincoln’s father was never at a loss for an answer. An old neighbor of Thomas Lincoln was passing the Lincoln farm one day when he saw Abe’s father grubbing some hazelnut bushes and said to him,
“Why, grand pop, I thought you wanted to sell your farm?”

“And so I do”, he replied,” but I am not going to let my farm know it.”



Clarence Darrow was a hard -working and energetic man. His clothes were often dishevelled. Once he was ragged about this by a group of reporters. He silenced them by saying,
“I go to a better tailor than any of you and pay more money for my clothes. The only difference between us is that you probably don’t sleep in yours”.


Discretion Anecdotes

Pray, said a facetious lady,
Mr Pitt, as you know everything that is moving in the political world tell me some news.
“I am sorry Madam”, said the discreet premier,
“I have not read the newspaper of the day”.

Can You Keep a Secret?

Secretary of the Navy Knox, was asked by an old friend some casual question about the movement of certain ships in Atlantic waters. The question was thoughtless and Knox leaned over with an air of confidence and said,
“Look Here, can you keep a secret?”
“Of Course of course” , replied the friend eagerly
“Well, said Knox, so can I”


Dullness Anecdotes (Post No.5176)

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Date: 3 JULY 2018


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Post No. 5176


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Lincoln was told of a profound historian.
“It may be doubted whether any man of our generation has plunged more deeply into the sacred fount of learning”
“Yes or come up drier”, said Lincoln.

Great Bore!

One day one of the greatest bores of the Players Club said to Oliver Hereford,
“Oliver, I have been grossly insulted. Just as I passed that group over there I over heard someone say he would give me fifty dollars to resign from the club”.
“Hold out for a hundred, counselled Mr. Herford, you will get it.”




A gentleman who introduced his brother to Dr Johnson was desirous of recommending him to his notice; which he did by saying,
When we sat together sometime, you will find my brother growing very interesting.”
Sir. Said Dr Johnson
“I can wait”.

PIN Without Head or Point

To a very thin man who had been boring him, Douglas Jerold said,
“Sir,you are like a pin, but without either it’s head or it’s point.”


An impertinent chatterbox, entertaining Aristotle, the philosopher, with a tedious discourse and observing that he did not much regard him, made an apology, that he was afraid he had interrupted him.

‘No really’, replied the philosopher, ‘you have not interrupted me at all , for I have not minded one word you said’.


Talleyrand was asked if a certain authoress whom he had long since known, but who had belonged rather to the last ag , was not, a little tiresome.
‘Not at all, said he, she was perfectly tiresome’.



Sir Walter Scott’s faithful servant Tom said to him one day,
Them are fine novels of yours; they are invaluable to me. When I come home very tired, and take up , one of them , I am asleep directly.



Only One Idea!

Speaking of a dull, tiresome fellow whom he chanced to meet, DrJohnson said,
“That fellow seems to possess but one idea, and that is a wrong one”.

The modest Joseph Addition was accused by a lady of being dull and heavy in conversation.
Madam, he replied, with great dignity, I have only nine pence in my pocket, but I can draw for a thousand pounds.
Xxxxx  SUBHAM xxx




Date: 28 JUNE 2018


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Post No. 5156


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Boners (STUPID MISTAKES)  anecdotes
A woman whose husband had entered the Navy, gave the pastor of her church a note just as he was mounting to the pulpit one Sunday morning.
The note said “John Anderson, having gone to sea, his wife desires the prayers of the congregation for his safety.”
The minister in haste picked up the slip and read aloud,
“John Anderson having gone to see his wife, desires the prayers of the  congregation for his safely”.


In the early days of his career the famous writer of short stories, Bret Harte, was editor of a newspaper in a California mining town. It was his painful duty one time to write an obituary for the highly respected wife of a leading citizen.
Harte concluded his remarks with the sentence,
“She was distinguished for charity above all the other ladies in this town”.

When the proof of this was handled to him he found that the compositor had rendered his statement,
“She was distinguished for chastity above all the other ladies of this town.”
Carefully, Harte corrected the matter thinking it sufficient to refer the compositor back to the original copy by a large query in the margin .

To his horror the following day the paper appeared with the statement
“She was distinguished for chastity (?) above all the other ladies in this town.”


A freight agent on the Delaware, Lackawanna and Western received a shipment including a donkey, which was itemised on the freight bill as “1 Burro”. He checked over his shipment carefully and then filed his report, concluding with,
“Short, 1 bureau, over 1 jackass”

A cub reporter was sent to cover the annual class play of the local high school. Being new to his job he described the event in glowing terms, instead of scant few lines used by a more experienced newspaper man for such an event, and concluded with the words
“And the auditorium was filled with expectant mothers, eagerly waiting their offspring”.
Xxx subham xxx

Accuracy and Absent Mindedness Anecdotes (Post No.5143)



Date: 24 JUNE 2018


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More Absent mindedness anecdotes


Nose, Big Nose!!
When her daughters were very small girls, Mrs Dwight Morrow gave a high tea at which one of the guests was to be the senior JP Morgan.
The girls were to be brought in, introduced and ushered out. Mrs Morrow’s great fear was the possibility that Anne, the most outspoken of them, might comment audibly upon Mr Morgan’s celebrated and conspicuous nose. She therefore took pains to explain to Anne that personal observations were impolite and and to caution her especially against making any comment upon Mr Morgan’s nose, no matter what she thinks of it.
When the moment came and the children were brought in, Mrs Morrow held her breath as she saw Anne’s gaze unfalteringly fix upon this objective and remain there.

Nonetheless, the introduction was made, the little girls curtsied and were sent on their way. With a sigh of relief Mrs Morrow turned back to her duties as hostess and said to her chief guest, “And now, Mr Morgan, will you have cream or lemon in your nose?”


That absent minded professor Schmaltz has left his umbrella again. He would leave his head if it were loose, observed the waiter.
That is true, said the manager, I just heard him say he was going to Switzerland for his lungs.


Send a wreath for Your Own Death!

The professor was very absent minded;

Did you see this?, his wife asked as he came in.
There is a report in the paper of your death.
“Dear me, said the professor, we must remember to send a wreath”.

Forgotten Floor!
You mean to say, asked the judge of the defendant, that you threw your wife out of the second story window through forgetfulness ?
Yes sir, replied the defendant
We used to live on the ground floor and I plumb forgot we moved.

Top Speed! To Unknown Destination!

Thomas Henry Huxley once arrived late in a town in which he was to deliver an important lecture.
Jumping into a cab, he cried to the driver ,”Top speed!”

In a hurry the cabby whipped his horse into action and the vehicle went bumping along the streets at a wild clip. The lack of dignity and organisation in the proceedings then dawned upon Huxley, and above the clatter of the wheels he shouted to the driver,
“Here,here, do you know where I want to go?”
“No, Your Honour, called the cabby, cracking his whip the while, but I am driving as fast as I can.”


Accuracy anecdotes
Cordell Hull is an extremely cautious speaker, striving always for scientific accuracy. One day on a train, a friend pointed to a fine flock of sheep grazing in a field. Look, those sheep have just been sheared, he said.
Hull studied the flock. Sheared on this side any way, he admitted.


Tit for Tat

The captain of a certain freighter was martinet who, although technically just, was noted far and wide, for the strictness of his interpretation of the facts.

On a certain voyage he had a new first mate, an able and conscientious man. Following an of shipboard revelry, the captain entered in the log the note, ‘The first mate was drunk last night’.
Seeing this the mate was greatly distressed and pled with the captain to strike it off the record. He had never been drunk before, he insisted, would not be drunk again; was conscientious in the performance of his duties and had been off duty at the time of the offence anyway.
He begged for leniency, pointing out what an unduly detrimental effect on his record such an entry on the log might have.


The captain remained adamant, “you were drunk last night and I cant change the fact. The record will stand’.


Much wounded by this the first mate resumed his duties. That night it fell to his lot to make the next entry in the log for a period of his watch. This he did, with what may be called a malicious scrupulousness of accuracy. Accordingly the captain next day found on the log that innocently damning statement, “The captain was sober last night”.


Fatness and Drinking Anecdotes (Post No.5110)




Date: 14 JUNE 2018


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Post No. 5110


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The English artist C R W Nevinson tells,

“Sisley Huddleston and I were great friends. He was a man of enormous stature.   We have dined and wined together in all parts of Paris, roared with laughter, and teased ‘the girls’.  On one occasion Sisley, Clive Bell and I had eaten chicken and rice and had drunk wine with it.  Being a large man, Sisley had a large appetite.  We took one of those tiny Parisian taxis to Boulevard street St Germain and when we arrived outside we discovered that the rice had swelled so much inside Sisley that it was impossible for him to get out of the door. We pushed and pulled, but he seemed to be growing larger before our eyes; and at length the driver opened the roof, and Sisley came out through that and over the back.  By that time he and I and the driver were so hysterical with merriment that they refused us permission to the Brasserie Lipps in the belief that we were drunk; and Clive Bell who had stood by, shocked and exquisite, was furious because he had a rendezvous there with famous artist Derain.


Too big for the Door!

Years ago, when one of her sons was a cadet at Culver,  Madame Shumann Heink  went to visit him.  She was told where his dormitory was, and wishing to surprise him, she decided to go to his room unannounced.  Arriving at the dormitory she found it to be still under construction.  As she went through a door way, the silver of would caught on her dress and tore a small hole in it. A cadet, who happened to be passing by at that time, called out impudently,

“Madame you should have gone through that door sideways”.

Without taking offence, the heavily built singer laughed heartily,

“Mein got, child, I have no sideways”.


Drinking Anecdotes


The temperance lecturer, having exhorted the audience with the full force of his eloquence, having demonstrated all the familiar tricks, such as the emersion of an angleworm in a glass of whisky with its consequent agonies, decided to cap the climax with a homely object lesson:

“If I put a pail of whisky and a pail of water in front of a hard-working donkey toiling in the fields, which would he drink?”


“The water, bellowed a lusty voice in the audience”.

“That is true, my friend”, said the lecturer.

“And why would he drink water?”

Because he is a jackass, was the immediate reply.

(Jackass= a stupid person or an ass/donkey)



Let me out

No durance vile could be more pathetic than that suffered by the drunk who was found wandering agonizingly around and around on the sidewalk outside the fence which encloses Gramercy Park, beating upon the bars and screaming, “Let me out”.


Two people Remained!

In the days of Nevada was a territory Bill Nye, the humourist was appointed Governor.  So he journeyed to Carson city to take over his duty, and the boys had  gotten together and decided to put the Easterner and his friend in their place by giving them a big banquet and drinking them under the table in short order.  The night of the banquet drinks and speeches flowed unceasingly for hours.  One by one those present slipped gracefully under their chairs and slumbered noisily beneath the tablecloths.

At a small hour of the night only two men were left in a state of consciousness and seated upright—Bill Nye and Mark Twain.

“Well, Bill”, said Twain, stretching and getting up from his chair, “lets go out of here somewhere and Get a drink”



Full, Half, Quarter…. Empty Whiskey Bottle

The representative of an auction house was sent to a home to take an inventory of the goods therein in preparation for a sale. The inventory had progressed in an orderly manner through many large items, such as , one walnut bedroom suite, then listed in detail, and similar items of furnishings.

At the top of this list was one quart scotch whiskey, full, the list continued, then appeared the item, one quart whiskey, partially full. The list continued; then appeared the item, one whiskey bottle, empty.

The final item on the list was, two revolving Turkish rugs!





More Loans and Banks Anecdotes (Post No.4980)

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Date: 5 May 2018


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Written by London Swaminathan 


Date: 5 May 2018


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Post No. 4980


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It is said that Henry Clay once asked the Riggs Bank for a 250 dollar loan on his personal note There was no reflection upon his credit , the bank replied, but it was a necessary formality in connection with this particular institution to have an endorser
Clay happened upon Daniel Webster and asked him if he would be kind enough to indorse for him.
Certainly, said Webster, but look here, I need some money myself. Why not make the note dollars and you and I will split it.
This was done, and to this day the note is in the Riggs Bank, unpaid.


Cicero and Cato

According to Cicero, when Cato (Roman Statesman 95 BCE) was asked what was the most profitable feature of an estate, he replied
Raising cattle success fully;
What next to that?
Raising cattle with fair success.
And next?
Raising cattle with but slight success
And fourth?
Raising crops.
And when his questioner said, How about money lending?
Cato replied, How about murder?


Chicago Bank Directors

A stranger in Chicago, a New Yorker ,stopped a little boy and asked him the way to Fifth National Bank, adding, Direct me there, son, I will give you a dollar.
Suppressing a grin the boy replied,
Ok boss, just follow me.
About half a block farther, the boy stopped and pointed to building nearest to them
Here you are, sir.
The man chagrined by his gullibility handed the boy the dollar but couldn’t help saying, That certainly was an easily earned dollar
That is right, said the boy, but don’t forget that bank directors in Chicago are highly paid.



More Vice Presidents!

A man working as a teller in a bank bumped into an old friend of his one day.
Seeing that the bank teller seemed very preoccupied, the friend said,
What is the matter with you?
Well, there’s a lot of trouble down at the bank. We are going through a complete reorganisation
It seems we had more Vice presidents than depositors, replied the bank teller as he walked away.

Xxxx  SUBHAM xxx