ALL DEPENDS ON THE PIN.
The business man was telling a friend of the beginning of his successful career.
"I got my start in life," he said, "through picking up a pin in the Street. A wholesale merchant whom I had asked for work had turned me down, and on my way out I saw a pin. I-— w "Yes, yes," interrupted the friend. "You picked it up, the merchant was impressed by your carefulness, called you back and made you the head of the firm." "Not at all," retorted the business man. "I picked up the pin and sold it. It was a diamond pin." PROBLEM NUMBER ONE. "How's business?" said the cheery city man to his friend. "Fair, fair," returned the other. "Do you know, Tom, I'm going to employ a man to do my worrying for me?" "That's a sound scheme," Tom replied. "But how much are you thinking of paying him?" "Thousand a year," was the answer Tom burst into a roar of laughter "I'd first like to know where you are going to get the thousand a year to pay this man of yours?" "That's his first worry," replied the Other.
She: "The fashionable color will be called messenger-boy blue." He: "Why that name?" She: "Because it's guaranteed not to run."
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Cromwell Argus, Volume LXI, Issue 3167, 15 June 1931, Page 7
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216ALL DEPENDS ON THE PIN. Cromwell Argus, Volume LXI, Issue 3167, 15 June 1931, Page 7
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