In a sleeping car one morning not long ago a Vermont man was accosted by
his neighbor opposite, who was putting on his shoes, with the inquiry:
"My friend, allow me to inquire, are you a rich man?" The Vermonter
looked astonished, but answered the pleasant-faced, tired-looking
gentleman with a "Yes, I am tolerably rich." A pause occurred, and then
came another question, "How rich are you?" He answered, "Oh--about seven
or eight hundred thousand. Why?" "Well," said the weary-looking old man,
"if I were as rich as you say you are, and went traveling, and snored as
loud as I know you do, I'd hire a whole sleeper all for myself every
time I went traveling."