"May I be one of your depositors?"
"Of course, if you wish. Mr. Allison is the cashier," and he introduced the old man to her.
"Give me a check, please," she said, and when she got it she filled it out for $10,000, handed it to the old man, saying:
"I am your first depositor, and am so glad to know it."
"I'll send you a book to-morrow," he said, as he put it away.
"No, don't send it; I'll call for it myself," she replied.
"Very well, Miss Ketcham."
The old cashier was knocked topsy-turvy at receiving a check for such a sum from a young typewriter. As they were going out Gertie Clayton came by and said:
"They told me you had opened a bank here, Bob, and I wanted to see if it was true," and she looked up at the sign on the big plate glass front.
Callie caught her hand, kissed her as girls do, and said: