CHAPTER X
A VISIT TO THE CITY
"It almost frightens me!" said Frank Newton's mother.
The speaker looked quite serious, as she sat facing her son, who had just read over to her the contents of several closely-written sheets of paper.
"It needn’t, mother," answered Frank with a bright, reassuring smile. "Mr. Buckner gave me my motto when I started in at this work. It was 'Sense and System.' They seem to win."
"Yes, Frank, and I am very proud and happy to see you so much in earnest, and so successful."
"I have over one hundred dollars in hand," proceeded Frank. "We shall get fully as much more from the sale of our assorted needle packages and the general junk stuff down stairs. Mother, I call that pretty fine luck for three weeks' work."
"You have certainly been very fortunate," murmured Mrs. Ismond.
"Then if it is a streak of fortune solely," said Frank, "I propose to make it the basis of my
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