AN EXPENSIVE LETTER
Late one evening, someone came to the Hodja's door and begged him to write a letter for him. The Hodja, not being an ardent letter writer, was not very please with this late visitor.
He reluctantly took the piece of paper and the pencil the man had brought with him. Suddenly a bright idea flashed through his head.
"Is this letter going somewhere far?" he asked.
The man was at a loss. "Does that make any difference, Hodja Effendi?" he asked.
"It certainly does!" replied the Hodja. "You see, my handwriting is so peculiar that nobody else can read it but myself. Therefore, the farther away your letter goes, the more I have to travel and you'll have to bear the expense."
Needless to say, the man did not want so expensive a letter, and took his leave in a hurry.