In a Macon (Ga.) court the other day a lawyer was cross-examining a negro
witness, and was getting along fairly well until he asked the witness what
his occupation was. "I'se a carpenter, sah." "What kind of a carpenter?"
"They calls me a jackleg carpenter, sah." "What is a jackleg carpenter?"
"He is a carpenter who is not a first-class carpenter, sah." "Well, explain
fully what you understand a jackleg carpenter to be," insisted the lawyer.
"Boss, I declare I dunno how ter splain any mo' 'cept to say hit am jes'
the same difference 'twixt you an' a fust-class lawyer."