mong," urged Nan. "Lots of the men earn only eight or nine dollars a week, and have families to support."
"Well, of course, they don't have to be supported as we are," objected the easy-minded Bess. "Anyway my father says frugality should be taught to the poor just the same as reading and writing. They ought to learn how to save."
"When you earn only just enough to supply your needs, and no more, how can you divide your income so as to hoard up any part of it?"
"Dear me! Don't ask questions in political economy out of school, Nan!" cried Bess, forgetting that she had started the discussion herself. "I just HATE that study, and wish we didn't have to take it! I can't answer that question, anyway."
"I'll answer it then," declared Nan. "If you are a mill-hand your stomach won't let you save money. There probably won't be a dozen families affected by this shut-down who have more than ten dollars saved."
"Goodness! You don't mean that that's true? Why, dad gives me that much to spend on mys