Compiled by london swaminathan

Date: 24 March 2016

Post No. 2659

Time uploaded in London :–  19-45

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During Mark Twain’s days as a newspaper man, he was editor of a small Missouri (USA) newspaper. One day he got a letter from a subscriber, stating that he had found a spider in his newspaper, and asking if this was an omen of good or bad luck.

Twain wrote, “Finding a spider in your paper is neither good luck nor bad. The spider was merely looking over our paper to see which merchant was not advertising so that he could go to that store, spin his web across the door and lead a life of undisturbed peace ever afterward.

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I never smoked!

The famous tenor, Giovanni Martinelli, was once asked if he smoked.
Tobacco, “I would not think of it”, said the singer.
“But”, said one of the reporters, “didn’t you once endorse a cigarette and say that it didn’t irritate your throat.”

“Of course I endorsed it, and it is true that the cigarettes didn’t hurt my throat. I never smoked them”.

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“This” said the manager of the store,”is inferior grade of shoe. I am an honourable business man and I refuse to pass it off as anything better. Put in the window and mark it ‘A shoe fit for a queen’. A queen doesn’t have to do much walking”.

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What King?

One of the great press agents was the late Dexter Fellows who functioned in that capacity for Ringing Brothers and Barnum and Bailey. He knew he had the greatest show on earth. He once entered a newspaper office in the Mid West (USA) and announced without preliminaries
“I am the Dexterity Fellows of the circus”.
“What circus?”, someone asked
“Good Lord, man”, he  said with all the sacrilege on his face,
“If you were in London and a man say
God Save the King, would you interrupt him and ask what King?”

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Tit for Tat!

When the famous Pre Raphaelite painter Burne Jones visited the US he one day received a circular letter from a firm engaged in the sale of dried fruits, inviting him to compete for a prize to be given for the best design to be used in advertising their wares. Only one prize, the circular stated, was to be given, and all unsuccessful drawings were to become the property of the firm.
After reading the circular, and not to be outdone by the audacious request, Sir Philip sat down and wrote the following letter in reply

To

Manager, Dried Fruit Company,
Dear Sir, I am offering a prize of fifty cents for the best specimen of dried fruit, and should be glad to have you take part in the competition. Twelve dozen boxes of each kind of fruit should be sent and all fruit that is not adjudged not worthy of the prize will remain the property of the undersigned.

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No Vitamins!

A certain small boy had been steeped in radio advertising, comic strip promotions, and general conversations on the subject of vitamins. His mother one day offered him some little candies.
These are good, the child said.
What vitamins do they have?
Oh, none in particular, replied his mother.
The child was astonished
Do you mean to say they are just for fun? He asked.

—Subham–