A prisioner in jail received a letter from his wife:
Dear Husband, "I have decided to plant some lettuce in the back garden. When is the best time to plant them?"
The prisioner, knowing that the prison guards read all the mail, replied in a letter:
Dear Wife, "Whatever you do, DO NOT touch the back garden! That is where I hid all the gold."
A week or so later, he received another letter from his wife:
Dear Husband, "You wouldn’t believe what happened. Some men came with shovels to the house, and dug up the whole back garden."
The prisoner wrote another letter:
Dear wife, "NOW is the best time to plant the lettuce!"