Several other boys, whom Bart asked regarding Sandy’s activities, returned evasive answers. None of the intimate friends of the chums had been approached. Bart had no time to pursue his inquiries further as the bell rang for school to assemble.
At noon, however Sandy’s actions were explained. On a bulletin board, used to post announcements of athletic and other school events, was this notice:
“There will be a meeting of the Athletic Committee this afternoon to take action on a certain matter.”
“That’s some of Sandy’s work,” said Bart. “Well I’m ready for whatever happens.”
Several boys crowded around the board to read the notice. Sandy was not among them.
“Who wrote it?” inquired a number.
“Whoever did was afraid to sign his name,” commented Bart. “It’s in printing, so we couldn’t tell whose writing it is. Well, I’ll be at the meeting.”
It was an expectant group that gathered in the court which was used, after school, for sessions of the various clubs and teams. Sandy was on hand, talking earnestly to a number of the pupils. Finally he walked up to the big iron post where the chairman of whatever gathering was called, usually stood.
“We’re here to elect a new captain of the High School baseball nine,” Sandy announced.