Logan Republican | 1908-05-16 | Page 7 | The Philosphy of It

The Philosophy of It. "I talked wid a rich man do ytither day," said Brother Dickey, "an' got somo information fum him." "That wasn't strange, was it?" "Yes, suh, kazo ez a rule, dey don't stop fer talk wid de po' man dat Is, not fer long." "Well, what came of It?" "Well, suh, I tol" him dat ho orter give ter de po' ef ho would git treasure' in heaven an' lfe say ho done dat once pon a time; dat be gin mighty nigh all ho had ter do po' an' do vo'y next timo he meet him In do big road do po' wuz dross In a silk hat an' wnlkln' cane, likewise staudln' collar, an' what you reckon ho tell dat ricli man?" "You tell It." " 'Git outer my way, darl Glmmc do middle er do road or I'll frail you ter a frazzle wld dis yer walkln' stick!'" Atlanta Constitution.