a typewriter. How much does one cost? Have you any idea?"

"Typewriters come at all prices," his father answered. "What I should
advise you to get would be one of the small, light-weight machines. They
are far less expensive than the others and do excellent work."

"About how much would one cost?"

"Fifty or sixty dollars."

Paul gave a low whistle.

"That's all very well, sir," he laughed. "But where am I to get the
fifty or sixty bones to pay for it?"

"I don't know, my boy. That's up to you. Doesn't your business manager
provide you with a typewriter?"

"Not on your life!" replied Paul. "Much as ever I can wring enough money
out of him to cover my incidental expenses. No, the paper isn't fitting
up offices for its hard-working staff. If I get a typewriter it must be
my own venture."

"You would always find such a machine useful," returned his father
slowly. "It would not be money thrown away."

Paul glanced down thoughtfully.

"I've half a mind to save up and get one," he said suddenly. "I could
put my war-saving stamps into it," he added.

"So you could."

"I have nearly twenty-five dollars' worth of them already."

"Oh, that's fine! I had no idea you had been so thrifty." Mr. Cameron
looked pleased.

"We fellows have been racing each other up at school to see who could
get his book filled first. I'm afraid it was not all thrift," Paul
explained, meeting his father's eyes with honesty.

"The result, however, seems to be the same, whatever the motive," smiled
the man. "Twenty-five dollars would be a splendid start toward a
typewriter. You might possibly run across a second-hand machine that had
not been much used and so get it for less than the regular price. I
think, considering the cause is such a worthy one, I might donate ten
dollars to it."

"Really! Oh, I say, Dad, that would be grand. I'll pick you right up on
your offer."

"You may, son. I shan't pay over my ten dollars, though, until you have
the rest of the money."

"That's all straight; only don't forget about it."

"You needn't worry. I don't expect you will give me the chance to forget
even if I wanted to," replied his father teasingly.

"You bet I won't. I'm going right to work to get the rest of my cash as
fast as I can," responded Paul. "And I'm going to look up machines,
too."

"I can give you the names of one or two good makes," his father
suggested.

"I wish you would, Dad. You think one of the small machines you spoke