"You haven't taken in as much as you've given yet."
"All right," said Teddy. "I'm satisfied if you are. Have a
package, Jim?"
"Yes," said Jim. "Mind you give me a good prize."
The package was bought, and, on being opened, proved to contain
fifty cents also, to Paul's great amazement. How Teddy's
business could pay, as it was managed, he could not comprehend.
One thing was certain, however, his new competitor monopolized
the trade, and for two hours Paul did not get a solitary
customer.
"There's something about this I don't understand," he pondered,
thoughtfully. "He must lose money; but he's spoiled my trade."
Paul did not like to give up his beat, but he found himself
compelled to. Accordingly he took his basket, and moved off
toward Wall street. Here he was able to start in business
without competitors, and succeeded in selling quite a number of
packages, until a boy came up, and said:
"There's a feller up at the post office that's givin' fifty-cent
prizes. I got one of 'em."
There was a group of half-a-dozen boys around Paul, two of whom
were about to invest; but on hearing thus they changed their
intention, and walked of in the direction of the post office.
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