The Young Wireless Operator—With the U. S. Secret Service: Winning his way in the Secret ServiceTheiss, Lewis E. (Lewis Edwin)
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The Young Wireless Operator—With the U. S. Secret Service: Winning his way in the Secret Service
Theiss, Lewis E. (Lewis Edwin)
Radio -- Juvenile fiction; Secret service -- United States -- Juvenile fiction
“Oh! You can pick a pretty pattern as well as anybody, and besides,
if I don’t like your choice, I can exchange the napkins for others.”
Willie hurried away and reached the store in no time. He had no
difficulty in finding plenty of beautiful napkins, but the prices
were appalling. The embroidered ones were simply out of his reach.
To get even the plain ones of good size and best quality required
most of his ten-dollar bill. He got the best bargain he could and
hurried back to his employer.
“There were plenty of fine embroidered napkins, Mr. King,” said
Willie, “but ten dollars wouldn’t touch them. These are very fine
napkins, but they are plain. Here’s your change.”
Mr. King unwrapped the napkins, looked at the purchase slip, and
then counted the change Willie had given him. He found it correct.
“Here’s fifty cents for you, Willie,” he said, handing out a half
dollar. “And I’m obliged to you.”
Willie laid the half dollar on the desk. “I’ve been paid once for my
time,” he said. “I cannot take the money. But I thank you.”
Mr. King gave Willie a sharp look. He saw nothing but sincerity in
the lad’s face. “Very well,” he remarked. “You are at least entitled
to car fare. All our agents have their expenses paid when on duty.”
And he handed a dime to Willie.
“Thank you,” said Willie, as he pocketed the money.
“Now we’ll see what sort of taste you have,” said Mr. King, as he
spread the linen out on his desk.
“Well,” he said, “that suits me first-rate and it would suit Frank.
But whether it will suit Frank’s wife or not I don’t know. She might
not like them because they are not fancy.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t get the embroidered ones,” said Willie. “They
were almost double the price of the plain napkins. And the price of
the plain ones was a fright.”
“Yes, I knew they would come high. These are imported goods, and the
duty is something like eighty or ninety per cent. _ad valorem._”
“What does that mean?” inquired Willie.
“Simply this. The import duty is eighty or ninety per cent. of the
original value of the goods. If an article is worth ten dollars,
say, and the import duty is eighty per cent., the importer would
have to pay a tax of eighty per cent. of ten dollars, or eight
dollars, to get the stuff in. So he would have to have eighteen
dollars merely to cover the purchase price and the revenue tax.”
“Whew!” whistled Willie. “Are import duties as high as that?”
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