A man married one daughter to a gardener and another to a potter. After a while, he made a visit to the gardener's wife and asked how she felt. "Very well," replied she, "we have everything we want but a little rain. I am praying for a heavy rain to water our plants."
Off he went to see the potter and asked this daughter how matters were with her. "There isn't a thing we want," she replied, "and I only hope this fine weather and hot sun may keep on to bake our tiles."
"Alack," said the old man, "if you wish for fine days and you sister for rain, which am I to pray for!"