A rich man from a country in the Middle East died and in his will he left all his possessions to his son. But only on condition that he would give 1000 pounds to the meanest man he could find.
The dutiful son knew of a man who he thought could be the meanest person in the world. It was the mayor of the village. He offered him the money.
"But I can't take your 1000 pounds," said the mayor. "I never knew your father. There was no reason why he should leave me the money."
"It's yours, all right," insisted the sad youth.
"I could take it for a fictitious transaction," said the mayor.
Then he thought for a little while and said:
"I can sell you all the snow in the courtyard for 1000 pounds."
The young man agreed, he didn't care for the snow, he only wanted to fulfill his father's will and give the money to the meanest person. Next day he was arrested and taken before the mayor. The mayor was very angry and ordered him to remove his snow off the courtyard at once. But the young man couldn't do this thing quickly enough, so the mayor fined him 200 pounds for disobedience.
"At least," the young man said sadly when he left the court, "father's 1000 pounds went to the right man."