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	<title>History Jokes,  Short Funny Stories and Famous Anecdotes</title>
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		<title>Sir Arthur Evans: a saddened archaeologist</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[Sir Arthur Evans (July 8, 1851 – July 11, 1941), a British archaeologist most famous for unearthing the palace of Knossos on the island of Crete, was entertaining a group of friends on his 90th birthday. One of his guests mentioned that the Germans had destroyed Knossos. Evans was so devastated by this news that he only lived three days past that fateful evening. The sad irony lies in the fact that Evans&#039; guest was misinformed. The Germans did not destroy the palace. On the contrary, precautions had been made by them to ensure that the ancient ruin suffered no damage whatsoever.]]></content>
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		<issued>2008-08-07T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2008-08-07T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>A Birthday Joke</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[Franklin Adams (1881-1960), an American journalist and writer of light funny poems, once tested Beatrice Kaufman by asking here what birthday was today. &quot;Yours?&quot; Beatrice guessed, showing visible signs of hope. &quot;No, but you are getting warm&quot;, said Adams. &quot;It&#039;s Shakespeare&#039;s.&quot;]]></content>
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		<issued>2008-06-09T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2008-06-09T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>Words from God</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[The historicity of this anecdote is more than doubtful. It does, however, provide a beautiful insight into the ways human mind often operates:<br /><br /><i>A middle-aged Londoner was faced with a difficult decision when choosing between two lovely ladies, Anna and Mary, both willing to join him in matrimony. Although not a religious man, this Londoner stumbled into a church and, kneeling down in the pew, asked God for advice on whether he should have Ann or Maria for his wife. When the man got up he was most pleased to see that the Almighty had put the answer right before his eyes: ‘Ave Maria.</i><br /><br />From <a href="http://www.engravedstyle.com/2008/05/ave-my-heart/" target="_blank" >Engraved Style</a>]]></content>
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		<issued>2008-05-22T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2008-05-22T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>Example for the entire army</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[WISHED THE ARMY CHARGED LIKE THAT.<br />A prominent volunteer officer who, early in the War, was on duty in Washington and often carried reports to Secretary Stanton at the War Department, told a characteristic story on President Lincoln. Said he : &quot;I was with several other young officers, also carrying reports to the War Department, and one morning we were late. In this instance we were in a desperate hurry to deliver the papers, in order to be able to catch the train returning to camp. <br /><br />&quot;On the winding, dark staircase of the old War Department, which many will remember, it was our misfortune, while taking about three stairs at a time, to run a certain head like a catapult into the body of the President,striking him in the region of the right lower vest pocket. &quot;<br /><br />The usual surprised and relaxed grunt of a man thus assailed came<br />promptly. <br />&quot;We quickly sent an apology in the direction of the dimly seen form, feeling that the ungracious shock was expensive, even to the humblest clerk in the department. &quot;<br /><br />A second glance revealed to us the President as the victim of the collision. Then followed a special tender of &#039;ten thousand pardons,&#039; and the President&#039;s reply : &quot; &#039;One&#039;s enough; I wish the whole army would charge like that.&#039;&quot;<br /><br />From <b>ABE LINCOLN&#039;S YARNS AND STORIES A COMPLETE COLLECTION OF THE FUNNY AND WITTY ANECDOTES THAT MADE LINCOLN FAMOUS AS AMERICA&#039;S GREATEST STORY TELLER </b>]]></content>
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		<issued>2008-05-20T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2008-05-20T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>It&#039;s tennis to me!</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[Pop sensation Christina Aguilera was once introduced to the uncrowned king of golf, Tiger Woods. &quot;Christina, I love your music,&quot; Woods declared. &quot;I have all your CDs...&quot; &quot;Sorry, I don&#039;t follow tennis,&quot; Aguilera said, &quot;so I don&#039;t know much about you.&quot;<br /><br />See also:<br /><br /><a href="http://history.inrebus.com/index.php?entry=entry080509-213227" target="_blank" >An interesting approach to golf</a>]]></content>
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		<issued>2008-05-18T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2008-05-18T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>USA vs. Canada -- a Frenchman&#039;s Joke</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[The French ambassador to Washington, Jean Jusserand, was once discussing matters of European foreign politics with Theodore Roosevelt&#039;s wife. &quot;Why don&#039;t you learn from the United States and Canada?&quot; the First Lady responded. &quot;We have a three-thousand-mile unfortified peaceful frontier. You people arm yourselves to the teeth.&quot; &quot;Ah, madame,&quot; Jusserand sighed. &quot;Perhaps we could exchange neighbors.&quot;]]></content>
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		<issued>2008-05-18T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2008-05-18T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>Erigena and the King (the original Irish joke)</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[One day tho king and Erigena sat on opposite sides of the<br />table, with the courtiers ranged around. The scholar—through <br />forgetfulness or ignorance—transgressed some of the rules of etiquette,<br />so as to offend the fastidious taste of those who sat by, upon which,<br />the king asked him what was the difference between a Scot* and a<br />sot (Quid distat inter Scottum et Sottum?). &quot; <br />&quot;Tabula tantum&quot; (Just the breadth of the table),&quot; said Erigena; and it is more<br />than likely that the royal witling ventured on no more puns, for<br />that day at least, at the scholar&#039;s expense. Erigena is said to have<br />died in France some time previous to the year 877.<br /><br /><br />* A Scot then meant a native of Ireland<br />]]></content>
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		<issued>2008-05-18T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2008-05-18T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>An Old Indian</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[AGED INDIAN.<br />The French, in the year 1696, attacked the Iroquois<br />Indians in Canada, whom they surprised and dispersed.<br />An illustrious warrior of that nation, who was more<br />than a hundred years old, disdaining to fly, or unable<br />to do it, was taken prisoner, and abandoned to the<br />savages attached to the French force, who, following<br />their barbarous customs, made him suffer the most<br />horrible torments. The old man never suffered a sigh<br />to escape him, but boldly reproached his countrymen<br />with rendering themselves slaves to the Europeans, of<br />whom he spoke with great contempt. These invectives<br />aggravated one of the spectators, who gave him three<br />or four blows with his sword, to finish him. &quot;Thou<br />art wrong,&quot; said the prisoner, coolly, &quot; to shorten my<br />life ; thou wouldst have had more time to learn how<br />to die like a man.&quot; <br /><br />From <b>The Percy Anecdotes</b>]]></content>
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		<issued>2008-05-18T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2008-05-18T00:00:00Z</modified>
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