The Merchant Of Venice


A Venetian Merchant who was lolling in the lap of luxury was accosted

upon the Rialto by a friend who had not seen him for many months. "How

is this?" cried the latter. "When I last saw you your gaberdine was out

at elbows, and now you sail in your own gondola." "True," replied the

Merchant, "but since then I have met with serious losses, and been

obliged to compound with my creditors for ten cents on the dollar."





Moral: Composition is the life of trade.



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