“No,” answered his uncle. “If we had it, we might be tempted to open the safe and use the money; then your dollar wouldn’t grow.”
“What did Mr. Cashier mean by saying, ‘we will make your money grow?’” asked Richard when they were once more driving toward home.
“He meant that the bank people will pay you three cents for every dollar you let them use for a year.”
“Isn’t that fine!” exclaimed Richard. Then he opened the box that held his pretty home-safe.
“The next time we take this to bank,” he said, “when I shake it, it will jingle.”
“I believe it will!” said Uncle Dick laughing; “and I believe it will make your first dollar grow big.”
And it did; for Richard worked hard and saved almost all of his money. When the cashier opened it with the key the next time Richard and Uncle Dick went to the bank, even he seemed surprised as he counted the money.
“Well, young man,” he said, “I see you know one way to plant a dollar and make it grow.”