Treasury Tag

A treasury tag or India tag is an item of stationery used to fasten sheets of paper together or to a folder.

In His Majesty's Stationery Office (HMSO), a treasury tag was a lace with a sharp metal tag at one end which could be threaded through the holes in a stack of documents or cards and then inserted into a female tag at the other end to form a loop, so binding the documents. The tags in that case were in line with the string, like a shoelace. An India tag was similar but the metal tags were orthogonal to the string, so forming a cross-piece. The India tag did not form a loop as the cross-pieces were sufficiently wide that they did not slip back through the holes.

In current British usage, treasury tag refers to a tag with orthogonal cross-pieces, previously known as an India tag. The cross-pieces may be of metal or of plastic, and the string may be elasticated.

Treasury or India tags are threaded through holes in paper or card made with a hole punch or lawyers bodkin. Strings of various lengths are used to fasten stacks of paper of corresponding thickness and these are sometimes colour-coded by size.

Winston Churchill used treasury tags to hold the notes for his speeches together. He called the punch for making holes a "clop", after the sound that it made. The Duchess of Windsor used India tags for her speeches.

Famous quotes containing the words treasury and/or tag:

    The treasury of America lies in those ambitions and those energies that cannot be restricted to a special, favored class. It depends upon the inventions of unknown men; upon the originations of unknown men, upon the ambitions of unknown men. Every country is renewed out of the ranks of the unknown, not out of the ranks of those already famous and powerful and in control.
    Woodrow Wilson (1856–1924)

    I believe in the flesh and the appetites,
    Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me
    is a miracle.

    Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch’d from,
    The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer,
    This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.
    Walt Whitman (1819–1892)