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Every morning for years, at about 11:30, the telephone operator in a small Sierra-Nevada town received a call from a man asking the exact time. One day the operator summed up nerve enough to ask him why the regularity.
“I’m foreman of the local sawmill,” he explained. “Every day, I have to blow the whistle at noon, so I call you to get the exact time.” The operator giggled, “That’s odd,” she said. “All this time, we’ve been setting our clock by your whistle.”
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| Abuse me for I will not care. Curse me when I stray from fair. Brute force won’t put me in my place. Smooth and even wins the race. Envy colors where I rest. No sandy beaches for the best. |
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The king and queen of a small nation have a beautiful daughter. The king and queen of a nearby country have a handsome son. In order to create an alliance between the two countries, the kings and queens meet to discuss a plan to have the handsome prince marry the beautiful princess.
The marriage ceremony was followed by a huge feast to celebrate the wedding. During the feast, the princess’ father saw the newlyweds slip away from the banquet. He was worried that the prince and princess might take to each other, so he told his most trusted servant to follow the couple to the bedroom and eavesdrop on the new bride and groom. Then report back with any information. When the servant returned to the king, he told him, “First the princess told the prince, ‘I offer you my honor.’ The prince replied, ‘I honor your offer.’ And it was like that all night long: honor, offer, honor, offer.”
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