When the Honeymoon Began
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A minister in a Western town was called upon one afternoon to perform the marriage ceremony between a negro couple—the negro preacher of the town being absent from home.
After the ceremony the groom asked the price of the service.
“Oh, well,” said the minister, “you can pay me whatever you think it is worth to you.”
The negro turned and silently looked his bride over from head to foot, then, slowly rolling up the whites of his eyes, said:
“Lawd, sah, you has done ruined me for life, you has, for sure.”