Well, it reminds me of a picture I saw once in one of the comic papers.

An old feller from the backwoods somewheres--good deal like me, he was, and just about as green--was pictured standin' along with his city nephew in the gallery of the Exchange.

And the nephew says, 'Uncle,' says he, 'do you realize that a seat down there's wuth seventy-five thousand dollars ?' 'Gosh!' says the old man, 'no wonder most of 'em are standin' up.' Ho! ho! Is that seat of 'Bije's part of the five hundred thousand you figger he's left ?" "Yes, in a way it is.

To be truthful, Captain Warren, we're not sure as to the amount of your brother's tangible assets.

Graves made a hurried examination of the stocks, bonds, and memoranda, and estimated the total, that's all." "I see.