“And it is true.”
“Well, I wish you success, Frank. But I never would have believed it, never! Bring your books around here some day and maybe I’ll buy one from you.”
“Thank you; I’ll bring the samples the next time I come,” answered our hero, and walked from the store with his purchases.
CHAPTER XXVIII
FRANK STARTS FOR THE SOUTH
When Frank reached the post office, he found several letters for his parents and himself. One was post-marked Charleston, and was in the handwriting of his brother Mark.
“Hullo! Mark must have reached the United States at last,” he said to himself. “Wonder when he will be home?”
He knew his parents would be anxious to read the communication, so hastened home without delay.
“Here is a letter from Mark!” he called out, and this brought his mother and his father to the dining room.
“Let me see the letter, Frank,” said his mother, and he cut it open for her. “I’ll read it aloud,” she added, and walked to the window, to get the benefit of the light.