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Sitting by the window of her convent, Sister Barbara opened a letter from home one evening. Inside the letter was a $100 bill her parents had sent. Sister Barbara smiled at the gesture.
As she read the letter by the window, she noticed a shabbily dressed stranger leaning against the lamp post below. Quickly, she wrote, “Don’t despair, Sister Barbara,” on a piece of paper, wrapped the $100 bill in it, got the man’s attention, and tossed it out the window to him. The stranger picked it up and, with a puzzled expression and a tip of his hat, went off down the street. The next day, Sister Barbara was told that a man was at her door, insisting on seeing her. She went down and found the stranger waiting. Without a word, he handed her a huge wad of $100 bills. “What’s this?” she asked. “That’s the $8,000 you have coming, Sister,” he replied. “Don’t Despair paid 80 to 1.”
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After a lengthy conference with the estranged husband, the lawyer reported to his client.
“Mrs. Frobisher, I have succeeded in making a settlement with your husband that is eminently fair to both of you.” “Fair to both?!” exclaimed Mrs. Frobisher. “I could have done that myself! What’s the point of hiring a lawyer then?”
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