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most cursory knowledge of business methods—improperly so called— shows how shallow they are." "I'm so glad you feel as I do, Adele. It's such a comfort to hear you express those convictions. Father has always scolded us girls for not being businesslike, and I've always tried to conceal my ignorance more or less. It seemed such a matter for scorn." "Scorn? My dear," said her friend in a tone of finality, "business Is Incompatible with high thinking." "Adele," said the girl suddenly, "how do you send money.." "Seal it up," snapped her friend. "How else?" "You darling! Of course how else! But as long as I can remember, whenever we sealed up money In an envelope and father found it out he would throw up his hands and Implore the fates to help us. Then he has gone about for days after, uttering instructions about 'money orders' and registered letters! But neither Ethel nor I had ever paid any attention to him until last summer when I went to the country. It was very funny.
"I had been away only a short time when Ethel wrote In a rather superior tone that she had sent me a registered letter for $10. Just as if she had been in the habit of doing those things every day of her life! The money didn't surprise me, you know, because she owed it to me. But 'registered letter' sounded entirely too ambitious for our little Ethel.
"Well, I went down to the postoffice every day for a week, insisting that there was a registered letter for me. The postoffice there was a poor excuse of a place, and It had a lot of suspicious looking clerks. So when my letter was overdue I just drew myself up and Insisted that the letter was there, and so was the money. But they did not seem greatly excited.
"The people of the town began to Interest themselves In my financial condition. It was rumored that I was expecting a lot of money that hadn't come, so I had to spend money lavishly to show that I didn't really need it. Then I wrote Ethel that something was wrong. And I didn't hint that It served her right.
"Her next letter was suitably humble. She couldn't understand what was the matter, but she Inclosed a little paper, which, she said, the man at the postoffice had given her as a receipt for her money. She said she had given my name and address quite plainly and she suggested that if I showed the receipt they might be able to trace the letter. So down I went to the postoffice with the little paper.
'Here's the receipt,' I said. Then, Adele, you never heard such a noise a& those crazy men made. You'd have thought they had been saving up that guffaw for the best part of their lives.
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