Two old Arizona cowboy friends had scraped enough money together for a ranch. They bought a few head of cows from their neighbors but needed a good strong bull. Zeke had family in the east that he wanted to visit, but he and Keats agreed that he would stop at a ranch in Texas to buy a bull they'd seen advertised. Once the sale was completed Zeke would telegraph Keats and continue on his way. Zeke headed out with their $200. He got to the ranch and found that it was indeed a fine bull just like the rancher had advertised. "How much will ya take for 'im?" "Can't let him go for less that $250" "All I got is $200, and I have to telegraph my partner." "Well, if you let me do one more week of breeding with him, I'll let him go for $199." "Deal" Zeke paid the rancher and headed to the telegraph office. "How much for a telegraph? I need to let my friend know I bought a bull for our ranch." "90 cent set up and 10 cent a word." "Okay, set up a telegraph to Keats Wilson over to Sonoita Arizona." "Fine, what's the message?" "One word, comfortable." The telegraph agent looked up a bit confused, "Now, how the dickens is your friend going to know what that means." Zeke smiled and explained, "Old Keats, he's a smart man, but he never learned to read real good. He'll mull over that word, sounding it out bit by bit....Cum-for-da-bull."