THE LAWYERS FUTURE.
In the City of Halifax there 4 we E a lawyer, crafty, subtile as a fox. An Intlian of the Miami tribe named Simon owed him some money. The lawyer had waited long. His patience at last gave out, and he threatened the Indian with lawsuit, process and execution. The poor red man got scared and brought the money to his creditor. The Indian waited, expecting the lawyer would write a receipt. “ What are you waiting for ?” asked the lawyer. “ Receipt” said the Indian. “ A receipt” said the lawyer, “ a receipt; what do you know about a receipt ? Can understand the nature of a receipt ? Tell mo the use of one and I will give it to you.” The Indian looked at him a moment and said : “ S’pose may be me die ; me go to heben, me find the gate locked, me see Postle Peter; he say, ‘ Simon, what you want ?’ me say, ‘ want to get in he say, ‘ Ton pay Mr J. dat money ?’ What me do? Me iiab no receipt,. Have to hunt all ober hell to find you!” He got a receipt.
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Western Star, Issue 281, 25 January 1879, Page 7
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188THE LAWYERS FUTURE. Western Star, Issue 281, 25 January 1879, Page 7
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