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An American travelling in Europe engaged a courier. Arriving at an inn in Austria, the man asked his servant to enter his name in accordance with the police regulations of that country. Some time after, the man asked the servant if he had complied with his orders.
"Yes, sir," was the reply.
"How did you write my name?" asked the master.
"Well, sir, I can't pronounce it," answered the servant, "but I copied it from your portmanteau, sir."
"Why, my name isn't there. Bring me the book." The register was brought, and, instead of the plain American name of two syllables, the following entry was revealed:
"Monsieur Warranted Solid Leather."
- M.A. Hitchcock.
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