In a Western town close to a reservation, an Indian paid off a debt of two hundred dollars to his lawyer. The lawyer took the money, but the Indian stood with arms folded, evidently waiting for something else. The lawyer naturally asked the Indian what he wanted, and received the reply:
"Waiting for a receipt."
"What do you want a receipt for?" asked the lawyer. "Are you afraid that I will ask you for the money a second time?"
The Indian shrugged his shoulders and said: "When I go to meet the great Saint Peter he will want me to show him a receipt for two hundred dollars before I can enter heaven. I want to show him a receipt when I come to the pearly gates. I don't want to hunt all over hell to find you."
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