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"
Oh
,
no
,
"
said
his
son
,
"
you
discount
it
and
take
your
money
.
I
may
want
mine
.
"
His
father
smiled
at
his
business-like
air
.
"
All
right
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
'll
fix
it
to-morrow
.
Tell
me
just
how
you
did
this
.
"
And
his
son
told
him
.
At
seven
o'clock
that
evening
Frank
's
mother
heard
about
it
,
and
in
due
time
Uncle
Seneca
.
"
What
'd
I
tell
you
,
Cowperwood
?
"
he
asked
.
"
He
has
stuff
in
him
,
that
youngster
.
Look
out
for
him
.
"
Mrs.
Cowperwood
looked
at
her
boy
curiously
at
dinner
.
Was
this
the
son
she
had
nursed
at
her
bosom
not
so
very
long
before
?
Surely
he
was
developing
rapidly
.
"
Well
,
Frank
,
I
hope
you
can
do
that
often
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
hope
so
,
too
,
ma
,
"
was
his
rather
noncommittal
reply
.
Auction
sales
were
not
to
be
discovered
every
day
,
however
,
and
his
home
grocer
was
only
open
to
one
such
transaction
in
a
reasonable
period
of
time
,
but
from
the
very
first
young
Cowperwood
knew
how
to
make
money
.
He
took
subscriptions
for
a
boys
'
paper
;
handled
the
agency
for
the
sale
of
a
new
kind
of
ice-skate
,
and
once
organized
a
band
of
neighborhood
youths
into
a
union
for
the
purpose
of
purchasing
their
summer
straw
hats
at
wholesale
.
It
was
not
his
idea
that
he
could
get
rich
by
saving
.
From
the
first
he
had
the
notion
that
liberal
spending
was
better
,
and
that
somehow
he
would
get
along
.
It
was
in
this
year
,
or
a
little
earlier
,
that
he
began
to
take
an
interest
in
girls
.
He
had
from
the
first
a
keen
eye
for
the
beautiful
among
them
;
and
,
being
good-looking
and
magnetic
himself
,
it
was
not
difficult
for
him
to
attract
the
sympathetic
interest
of
those
in
whom
he
was
interested
.
A
twelve-year
old
girl
,
Patience
Barlow
,
who
lived
further
up
the
street
,
was
the
first
to
attract
his
attention
or
be
attracted
by
him
.
Black
hair
and
snapping
black
eyes
were
her
portion
,
with
pretty
pigtails
down
her
back
,
and
dainty
feet
and
ankles
to
match
a
dainty
figure
.
She
was
a
Quakeress
,
the
daughter
of
Quaker
parents
,
wearing
a
demure
little
bonnet
.
Her
disposition
,
however
,
was
vivacious
,
and
she
liked
this
self-reliant
,
self-sufficient
,
straight-spoken
boy
.
One
day
,
after
an
exchange
of
glances
from
time
to
time
,
he
said
,
with
a
smile
and
the
courage
that
was
innate
in
him
:
"
You
live
up
my
way
,
do
n't
you
?
"
