lumber and building material, was such as established forever Bill's reputation in finance.
With The Pilot's plans in his hands he went to Williams, seizing a time when the store was full of men after their mail matter.
"What do you think ov them plans?" he asked innocently.
Williams was voluble with opinions and criticism and suggestions, all of which were gratefully, even humbly received.
"Kind ov hard to figger out jest how much lumber 'll go into the shack," said Bill; "ye see the logs makes a difference."
To Williams the thing was simplicity itself, and, after some figuring, he handed Bill a complete statement of the amount of lumber of all kinds that would be required.
"Now, what would that there come to?"
Williams named his figure, and then Bill entered upon negotiations.
"I aint no man to beat down prices. No, sir, I say give a man his figger. Of course, this here aint my funeral; besides, bein' a Gospel shop, the price naterally would be different." To this the boys all assented and Williams looked uncomfortable.
