“Surely,” Allan assented, “and the club will be on hand to say what it wants.”
McConnell was immensely happy, and turned a handspring before getting on his wheel.
Allan knew that Wincher had a “four by five” cartridge Kodak in stock, and he went straight to the point as soon as he arrived at the store. Wincher put out the camera on the case, and Allan lifted it with affectionate eagerness. They opened the folding front, and Wincher reached for a film cartridge and showed Allan how it was placed in position by removing the sliding back of the box. It was all very pretty and ingenious and simple, and the boys were delighted. To make Allan’s satisfaction complete Wincher gave a cartridge with the camera for the twenty-five dollars.
“And now,” said Allan, “the club can do as it likes with the other twenty-five.”
“Don’t you think,” said Owen, “that we had better speak to your father first, and then make our plans?”
“If you like,” Allan said; “but I know it will be all right. And then we might look around the rooms and decide what we need.”
Dr. Hartel was much pleased with the plans for a club. He promised the boys several chairs, a box-scales, and other furnishings, which he had in mind, and gave them some advice as to rules which they must adopt as to the use and care of the dark-room. It was agreed that the rules should be written and posted in the rooms.
“You see,” said the Doctor, “when your new members come in there would be confusion if you did not have working rules and regulations.”
The boys had not thought much about the other members. “I wish there never would be any more,” said McConnell, “but just us.”
“But your new members will bring more funds and you can improve your outfit. However,” added the Doctor, “you must limit your membership.”