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Rib-Tickling Jokes
Laugh your way to long life! The humourist, R.K. Murthi has tapped the depths of humour, struck a rich vein of rib–tickling jokes and put them together between the covers of this slim volume. These are jokes shared with friends, relations and colleagues during interaction with them which whipped up laughter on every occasion. Quite a few have been garnerned from books, newpapers, magazines, radio and TV programmes. These have been put together and presented under suitable headings for you to savour at leisure.
Rich Enough by Hannah Farnham Sawyer Lee
“Welcome,” said Mr. Draper, the rich merchant, to his brother, who entered his counting-room one fine spring morning. “I am truly glad to see you—but what has brought you to the city, at this busy country season, when ploughing and planting are its life and sinews?”
“A motive,” said Howard, smiling, “that I am sure will need no apology with you—business! I have acquired a few hundreds, which I wish to invest safely, and I want your advice.”
“When you say safely, I presume you mean to include profitably.”
Rich Man, Poor Man by Maximilian Foster
Promptly at six every week-day evening in the year Mr. Mapleson came down the stairs of the L road station on the corner and trudged up the side street toward his home. He lived at Mrs. Tilney’s, the last house but one in the block; but though for more than sixteen years Mr. Mapleson had boarded there, none of the landlady’s other patrons—or the landlady either, for that matter—knew much about their fellow-guest. Frankly he was a good deal of a puzzle. The others thought him queer in his ways besides. They were right perhaps.
—from this Book
Richard Coeur de Lion and Blondel by Charlotte Brontë
Charlotte Brontë, one of the best known novelists of the 19th century, wrote the poem ‘Richard Coeur de Lion and Blondel’ at the age of 17, when she returned home from boarding school. The historical subject matter of this poem and the others written in the notebook by Charlotte, are a digression from the complex fantasy worlds which she and her siblings had been creating during this period. It was their usual practice to write in self-made notebooks in miniscule handwriting that was very difficult for other people to read.
Richelieu – A Tale of France (complete vol. 1, 2 & 3) by G. P. R. James
Although I call the following pages mine, and upon the strength of them write myself Author, yet I must in truth confess, that I have very little to do with them, and still less to do with the story they record; and therefore I am fain to treat the world with something of my own exclusive composition, in the shape of a preface. The facts of the case are as follow: I one day possessed myself of a bundle of manuscript notes—no matter when or how, so that they were honestly come by, for that is all that you, or I, or Sir Richard Birnie, have to do with the matter. Now I say they were honestly come by, and the onus probandi must rest upon the other party. So no more of that.