Some of the people of the fold thought the family had mentally run amuck. Whoever heard of an impecunious minister taking an expensive auto in preference to a money-making cow? It was incomprehensible. But even those who wondered, smiled with loving sympathy when the family bundled joyously into the motor "just to have a good time for an hour." "But wherever in the world we are going to scare up money for gas is more than I can figure out," said Mr. Artman, looking at the girls with sober eyes. "We've got the car--but it won't run itself. It costs twenty-five cents a gallon, and we only get about eighteen miles to the gallon--" "Don't do figures, father, it makes my head ache," pleaded Doris. "We must concentrate. Where is the money for gas? Everybody think now." After a painful silence Treasure came forward with the first sacrifice. "I will give half of my allowance--but it is only a dollar." Zee frowned at her. "That's a poor idea," she said. "Now I have to live up to your precedent, and give half of mine. That is another dollar." And then, with a truly herculean effort she added, "And, Doris, I will go ahead wearing stogies to school, and you can have the price of the fine shoes for gas, too." "That is just fine for a starter," said Doris. "And since you little ones have set the example, I know I can cut down on the expense of cooking--we must use less butter, and less sugar, and other rich things. I am sure I can save a few dollars every month, and you will never notice the difference. It will take a little more planning, and a little more work preparing the food--but I am willing to do that. Put me down for at least three dollars." Rosalie sighed. "What can I do? I have my winter clothes already, and my allowance--I can't give it up, for if I haven't any money the other girls will pay my share of things, and I can not sponge on my friends, you know." Then she added slowly, "But father gave me the money to join the Golf Club--and I only wanted to join because it is so smart--I get plenty of exercise without it. It is five dollars to join and two-fifty a month. That goes into the gas." "Rosalie, that is lovely--and so sweet and unselfish. Now we can use the car with clear consciences, and we will enjoy it all the more because we are making a sacrifice to pay for our pleasure." "How can I help?" asked their father suddenly. "I should like to follow your lead. Is there anything I can give up, or go without? How do men economize, anyhow? I shave and shine myself already. Cigars--I never use. Theater tickets--never even saw them. What can I give up?" "Oh, father, I never thought of that. You do not have any money for yourself at all, do you? You always turn it right over to me. Are--we--as poor as that?" There was tragedy in the young voice, and she broke over the words.