"That's easy," he explained. "A good business man is one who can buy
goods from a Scotchman and sell them to a Jew--at a profit!"
EDITH--"Dick, dear, your office is in State street, isn't it?"
DICKEY--"Yes; why?"
EDITH--"That's what I told papa. He made such a funny mistake about
you yesterday. He said he'd been looking you up in Bradstreet."
FIRST MERCHANT (as reported in the New York "Trade Record")--"How's
business?"
SECOND MERCHANT--"Picking up a little. One of our men got a $5,000
order yesterday."
"Go away. I don't believe that."
"Honest he did--I'll show you the cancellation."
BUSINESS ENTERPRISE
The story of the rival boot-makers, which appeared recently, is
matched by a correspondent of an English paper with another story,
equally old but equally worth repeating. It concerns two rival
sausage-makers. Again, they lived on opposite sides of a certain
street, and, one day, one of them placed over his shop the legend:
"We sell sausages to the gentry and nobility of the country."
The next day, over the way, appeared the sign:
"We sell sausages to the gentry and nobility of the whole country."
Not to be outdone, the rival put up what he evidently regarded as a
final statement, namely:
"We sell sausages to the King.
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