I asked him what will his father had made.
He replied that he had left him the farm and its stock.
'What's to become of your brother and sister?' says I.
'They are to get whatever I draw,' says he.
'That means whatever you get with your wife?'
'That is so.'
'Well, suppose you marry a girl worth only twenty pounds, what would happen then?'
'That would not do at all,' very gravely.
'Is there no limit put on the worth of your wife?'
'Oh,' says he, 'I was valued at one hundred and sixty pounds.'