"Candy, tennis balls and matinee tickets?" I asked.
"All included," said father. "And Church collection also,
and ice cream and taxicabs and Xmas gifts."
Although pretending to consider it small, I realy felt that
it was a large amount, and I was filled with joy when father
ordered a Check Book for me with my name on each Check. Ah, me!
How happy I was!
I was two months younger then and possably childish in some
ways. For I remember that in my exhiliration I called up Jane
Raleigh the moment she got home. She came over, and I showed her
the book.
"Bab!" she said. "A thousand dollars! Why, it is wealth."
"It's not princly," I observed. "But it will do, Jane."
We then went out and took a walk, and I treated her to a
Facial Masage, having one myself at the same time, having never
been able to aford it before.
"It's Heavenley, Bab," Jane observed to me, through a hot
towle. "If I were you I should have one daily. Because after
all, what are features if the skin is poor?"
We also had manacures, and as the young person was very
nice, I gave her a dollar.
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