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Show His Receipt. A southern banker recently told the following about 1Mb 8-year-old son: The boy had been invited to spend a week with some little friends in the tountry. "Stay and keep me company, com-pany, Jack," said his mother. "Father foes traveling this week, and I shall be all alone. Here is a $5 bill for you Instead of the visit." Jack promptly closed with the offer, of-fer, and the banker as promptly borrowed bor-rowed the $5 at current interest, thereby keeping, as he observed when telling the story, both the boy and the money in the family. Some two months later Jack wanted to recall the loan. "What $5 do you mean?" asked the banker. "Why, the ?5 I gave you." "I haven't any $5." "But I gave ft to you. Mother, didn't I give him $5? You saw me." "I certainly did," she replied. "Where's your receipt, then?" demanded de-manded his x father. "Do you mean jo say you've been lending money without getting black and white to show lor it?" "Mammie," said the boy, appealing to his nurse, "didn't I give papa 5?" "You poh' little lamb!" indignantly exclaimed the old woman. "Co'se you done gib it to him, honey." "There, papa," said the budding Lawyer, triumphantly, "there's the black and white of It.'" From the Delineator. |