Two sisters inherited a family farm.

After a few tough years, money was tight, and the only way to save the farm was to buy a bull so they could start breeding their own cattle.

They scraped together their last $600, and one sister drove to a faraway stockyard. After looking over the animals, she found the perfect bull—priced at $599. She bought it, leaving only $1 in her pocket.
Needing to let her sister know to bring the trailer and come pick up the bull, she went to the telegraph office. The clerk said, “It’s 99 cents a word.”
She thought for a while and said, “Send one word: Comfortable.”
The clerk raised an eyebrow. “How will she understand that?”
The sister grinned and said, “Because she’ll read it real slow: Come… for… the… bull.”