You may cut leaves and open envelopes for me, that will save me some time and exertion--be quite a help." "Yes, sir; I'll be glad to do it all.

But, oh, papa," and a bright, eager look came into her face.
"Well, daughter, what is it ?" as she paused half breathless with her new idea.
"Papa, couldn't I write some of the letters for you?
Here is my typewriter that you so kindly let me bring along.

I've learned to write pretty fast on it, you know, and wouldn't it be easier for you just to tell me the words you want said and let me put them down, than to do it all yourself with either it or your pen ?" "That is a bright thought, daughter," he said, patting her cheek, and smiling down upon her.

"I dare say that plan would shorten my work considerably." "Oh, I shall be so glad if it does, papa!" she exclaimed.

"There is nothing in the world I'd enjoy more than finding myself a real help and comfort to you." "I have found you both many a time, daughter," he responded, taking up and opening a letter as he spoke, while she picked up a paper cutter and fell zealously to work opening envelopes, laying each one close to his hand as she had it ready.
"Now, you may get your typewriter ready for work," he said presently.
"Put in a sheet of this paper," taking some from a drawer in the table and laying it beside the machine, "date it, and in a moment I will tell you what to say." He had already instructed her carefully in punctuation and paragraphing: spelling also; and, with an occasional direction in regard to such matters, she did her work well.
She was full of joy when at the close of the business he bestowed upon her a judicious amount of praise and said that she had proved a great help to him, shortening his labor very considerably.
"I think," he concluded, "that before long my dear eldest daughter will prove a valuable amanuensis for me." "Papa, I am so glad!" she cried, her cheeks flushing and her eyes sparkling.