The young man rushed into town, collected his money, then hurried back home. He ran across the field, told his father the news, and handed the older man a $50 bill.
The father looked at the money for a moment and then said, “Son, you know I’ve always been careful with what little money we had. I didn’t spend it on whiskey or women. In fact, I couldn’t even afford the license to legally marry your Ma.”
“Pa!” the young man stammered, “do you know what that makes me?”
“Yep,” said the old man fingering the $50, “… and a cheap one, too.