Alger, Horatio, Jr. / 2008-07-24 00:00:00


At length he had hit upon selling prize packages, and his first
experience in that line are recorded in the previous chapter.
Adding only that it was now a year since his father's death, we
resume our narrative.
"Do you want to know how much I've made, mother?" asked Paul,
looking up at length from his calculation.
"Yes, Paul."
"A dollar and thirty cents."
"I did not think it would amount to so much. The prizes came to
considerable, didn't they?"
"Listen, and I will tell you how I stand:
One pound of candy . . . . . . . . .20
Two packs of envelopes . . . . . . . .10
Prize. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .90
----
That makes . . . . . . . . . . . . $1.20
I sold the fifty packages at five cents each, and that brought me
in two dollars and a half. Taking out the expenses, it leaves me
a dollar and thirty cents. Isn't that doing well for one
morning's work?"
"It's excellent; but I thought your prizes amounted to more than
ninety cents."
"So they did, but several persons who bought wouldn't take their
prizes, and that was so much gain."
"You have done very well, Paul. I wish you might earn as much
every day.
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