“Then Tenderfoot might do,” proposed Daniella, reminded of her ranch life.
“That’s worse yet!” declared Jack.
“We might combine Miss Marshall’s name and Miss Lloyd’s and call him Lomar,” suggested Miss Helen.
“Oh, no. I once knew a boy named Jim Lomar and I despised him.” Jack was decided upon this point.
“Clearly we must be particular,” said Bertha Stine. “Suppose we ask Miss Lloyd; she is always fruitful of suggestion.”
“Heaven knows we have made suggestions enough,” said Mary Lee, “but the trouble is to suit Jack.”
The question, however, was taken to Miss Lloyd who, after a moment, said, “How would you like Happy as a name? This is Camp Happiness, and if he isn’t happy he ought to be.”
Jack considered this gravely. “Does every one like Happy better than Dearie?” she asked looking around.
“We’ll put it to vote,” said Miss Lloyd. “All in favor of Happy will please raise their hands. One, two, three, four—nine. I think that is a majority, Jack, for it leaves but six to answer. Are you satisfied?”
“Oh, yes, I believe I like it quite as well. Probably,” she added after a moment, “I liked Dearie better only because I thought of it myself.”