Then the
bank people heard about it and had him exempted. They said
he was too valuable to them, and he has been doing
remarkably well in selling Liberty Bonds!" and Mary's eyes
sparkled with her emotions.
"Yes, Ned is a crackerjack salesman!" agreed Tom, no less
enthusiastically. "He's sold more bonds, in proportion, for
his bank, than any other in this county. Dad and I both took
some, and have promised him more. I am glad now that we let
him go, although we valued his services highly. We hope to
have him back later."
"He can put me down for more bonds too!" said Mr. Nestor.
"I'm going to see Germany beaten if it takes every last
dollar I have!"
"That's what I say!" Cried Mary. "I took out all my
savings, except a little I'm keeping to buy a wedding
present for Jennie Morse. Did you know she was going to get
married, Tom?" she asked.
"I heard so."
"Well, all but what I want for a wedding present to her
has gone into Liberty Bonds. Isn't this a history-making
time, Tom?"
"Indeed it is, Mary!"
"Everybody who has a part in it--whether he fights as a
soldier or only knits like the Red Cross girls--will be
telling about it for years after," went on the girl, and she
looked at Tom eagerly.
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