Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1914-05-30
At 'DOUDlE.ENTRY'
Teacher Had Brought His Pupil
to Point Where She Might
Accept Position.

the accumulated litter OF advertising
papers and cards; groceries, mar
kets, drug stores, souvenirs, trading
stampsLI'm so tired of seeing them
If people must litter up the porch,
! wish they'd leave something new
and helpful~ She bundled up the
collection scornfully, ready for the
waste basket, when a small, neatly
printed white card met her eye.
With a Characteristic birdlike tilt of
her brown head, she read it through.
Bookkeeping taught; evening
lessons given to classes or indjvid-
uals.' Why, he's right here in our
block-Brian Bonner, 1886 Linden
row; must be some relation to the
nice old lady who sent Sara some
jelly when first came, for she said
it was from Mrs. Bonner"
Hurying in, she disposed of the
offending papers, but she saved the
card, setting it up on the dining
room mantel, within easy reach. And
as she attacked her Saturday clean
ing, she turned over in her mind the
idea which it had suggested. If she
knew more about bookkeeping, she
pondered, it would help her to keep
the house accounts better, without
bothering her tired brother in the
evenings. Mathematics had always
been hard, even at school. And then,
maybe, when Sara got well enough to
spare her, she could get position as
cashier somewhere. 1t wouldn't be
right to stay on and be a burden,
after Sara was able to do her own
work, though Sara was the kindest
of sisters-in-law, and she loved the
home. She would ask Toms advice
and get him to see whether this Mr..
Bonner was a good teacher, and ask
Sara again about the nice old lady.
About a week later Freda stood at
the front door of her neighbors, half
way down the square A sweet-faced
elderly woman answered her ring,
and, upon learning her errand, took
her into a pleasant living room and
introduced her son, a tall, somewhat
shy-looking young man, with a frank,
kindly face. Freda liked him at
once, for the way he smiled at his
mother and tucked her comfortably
into the biggest armchair marked
him as a good son. When Freda
made inquiries as to his bookkeeping
classes, he laughed, with a mingling
Of humor and embarrassment.
"Classes is perhaps too ambitious
word, Miss Whiting, for the only
one | can boast is composed of small
boys, and meets at the church guild.
But shall be glad to help you if
you want to take lessons, for l have
had some experience, though I'm not
prodigy of learning"
"He has been assistant bookkeeper
with the Corning company for five
years, with a pretty good chance of
promotion" put in his mother, with
pride, for the firm was an old and |
honored one, and the son smiled
again and shook his head at her be-
fore going on to state his modest |
terms. Freda arranged to take one |
lesson a week, and found out what |
she would need in the way of |
supplies, then rose to go, feeling
that the new acquaintance would be
a pleasant spot in the monotony of
her days, aside from the value of the
lessons.
Brian might go to your house, as
you're so near, if you'd rather" sug-
gested the old lady, kindly, as they
went to the door; out he has the
lights so well arranged for such work
here, and miss him so when he's
out in the evening; so maybe you
won't mind coming to u.s." And
Freda readily agreed to this arrange
nent.
The lessons went well from the
tart for Freda was a patient, con-
cientious student, if not a brilliant
me, and she honestly wished to in
rease her usefulness to the good ,
ister-in-law, whose mainstay she
ad been during long and tedious
Illness, as well as to fit herself for
elf-suppOrt. And young Mr.. Bon
er was patient and considerate with
er mistakes and knew his subject
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