MISTAKEN IDENTITY
"No man is as well known as he thinks he is," said Caruso. "I was motoring on Long Island recently. My car broke down, and I entered a farmhouse to get warm. The farmer and I chatted, and when he asked my name I told him modestly that it was Caruso. At that name he threw up his hands.
"'Caruso!' he exclaimed. 'Robinson Caruso, the great traveler! Little did I expect ever to see a man like yer in this here humble kitchen, sir!'"
CUSTOMER (trying on dress suit, jokingly)—"I hope I'll never be mistaken for a waiter."
TAILOR—"When in doubt, keep your hands in your pockets!"—Judge.
An Irishman, an Englishman and a Hebrew were telling of their strange experiences and how they were mistaken for great men.
"Would you baylave it," the Irishman said, "I was mistaken for ex-President Roosevelt."
The Englishman turned to his fellow countryman, "That's nothing," he said, "I was once mistaken for President Wilson."
"Huh?" the Hebrew said. "I vas standing on the street corner the other day and a cop came along and said to me, 'Holy Moses, are you here again?'"