One of the managers of a home for destitute colored children tells a funny
story about the institution. She went out there to see how things were
getting along, and found a youngster as black as the inside of a coal mine
tied to a bed-post, with his hands behind him.
"What is that boy tied up there for?" she demanded of the attendant.
"For lying, ma'am. He is the worstist, lyingest nigger I ever seen."
"What's his name?
"George Washington, ma'am," was the paralyzing reply.