TOO MUCH THOUGHT

Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 53, 30 August 1930, Page 20

TOO MUCH THOUGHT

The boss had found fault with his shorthand-typiste for altering a sentence in one of the letters he had dictated. Her reply was that she thought he meant what she had written. -

"I don't want you to think," retorted the great man sharply. "I want you to take down my words accurately, neither adding nor leaving out anything that I may say."

Later in the afternoon the typiste brought back the following letter for the great man's signature:— >

"Dear Smythe,—Spell it with a 'j,' although that's pure swank on his part, of course—in answer to your letter of —look up the date—rwe can quote you —Look here, Walter, what's tho most we can sting,this old blighter! ■Verywell —We can quote you £10 a ton -for the goods free on board.—lf he accepts we shall have to make sure of our money beforehand, tor I don't trust the old .bird.— Awaiting the pleasure of your esteemed. order, and assuring you of our best attention at all times.—Tours faithfully." -

Don't yon wish yon could have seen the boss's face when he read it, Fairiel? Also Smyth's if he received it. "PETER PAN."

Wadestown.