March Twenty-seventh
“Have you made your will?” asked the lawyer of the old colored citizen.
“No, suh. I ain’ got nothin’ to leave ’cept one wife and de rheumatism.”
—Atlanta Constitution.
“Have you made your will?” asked the lawyer of the old colored citizen.
“No, suh. I ain’ got nothin’ to leave ’cept one wife and de rheumatism.”
—Atlanta Constitution.