Lawyers
There was a town jail, and there was a county jail. The fact was worth forty dollars to the lawyer who was approached by an old darky in behalf of a son languishing in duress. The lawyer surveyed the tattered client as he listened, and decided that he would be lucky to obtain a ten-dollar fee. He named that amount as necessary to secure the prisoner’s release. Thereupon, the old colored man drew forth a large roll of bills, and peeled off a ten. The lawyer’s greedy eyes popped.
“What jail is your son in?” he inquired craftily.
“In the county jail.”
“In the county jail!” was the exclamation in a tone of dismay. “That’s bad—very bad. It will cost you at least fifty dollars.”
Some physicians direct their patients to lie always on the right side, declaring that it is injurious to the health to lie on both sides. Yet, lawyers as a class enjoy good health.