twenty-cent articles. He will take ten of each article, or five hundred and twenty in all. Think of it, Markham!"
"It's grand, yes, just grand!" declared Markham, in a tone of suppressed excitement.
"He says he will trust to our judgment to select the most catchy novelties, only he expects us to give him special figures on the lot."
"Of course you'll do it, Frank?"
"Yes, and make a neat profit, too. Well, this is encouraging."
"Yes, Frank, that one order will cover the cost of all the circularizing we have done to date. Hello! hello! hello!"
In three different crescendo tones Markham tallied off three letters which Frank opened next in turn, and in each instance with cash results—two silver dimes and thirty cents in postage stamps. When the entire mail was opened, Frank had a little heap at his elbow representing six dollars and eighty cents, three dollars of which was to pay for two rings.
"Seven orders for your puzzle, Markham," announced Frank, "besides what goes in the big order. Only one apple corer ordered. I'm afraid my prized invention is a frost."
"Not at all," dissented Markham. "Look
