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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XL, Issue 1, 4 January 1908, Page 46

A hungry tramp entered a Chinese restaurant early on Monday morning, and the following conversation ensued between the tramp and the Chinaman in charge: “ Good morning, Charlie. Can you fix a hungry man for a little something to eat? ” “ Good morning. You wantee you bleakfast? You velly hungly man, heh?” “ You bet Fin hungry. Had nothing to eat since Saturday, and want it bad.” “Too ba dee. Umph. You likee fish?” The tramp thought fish a queer article of food for Monday morning, but better than nothing, and so replied: “Fish? Why, yes, I like fish,” “Alee lite; you clum lound Fliday morning.” Rockefeller had aequir.r.l some oil country, and his agent had sent him a sample of the produce of the first forcing in a bottle. Rockefeller was in a’ hurry to go out when it arrived, and gave it to one of his men to deliver the analyst with a note he scrawled. Now the servant was also in a hurry. He set out to visit his wife, and took letter and bottle with him. Later in the evening he saw what he thought was the bottle on the sideboard, and with a guilty conscience hurriedly took it out to deliver ft. Judge of Rockefeller’s amazement when, in the morning, he received the following telegram: “Yours is the first find of the century ! You've struck paregoric!”