From all sides the idea was commended. No one had ever thought of such an original scheme before, though some of the boys had pretty extensive libraries of their own covering shelves of space in their dens at home, and consisting, for the most part, of modern books for growing lads, such as the well-meaning but short-sighted librarian disliked to see them taking from the public institution.
Dick, coming along just then, was told of the new scheme.
“I think it’s a good idea of yours, Phil,” he declared as soon as it had been explained to him. “Like the rest of you I’ve grown tired of having Mr. Loft forever looking so disgusted whenever I ask for a book by my favorite writer who knows boys, and writes straight down into their hearts.”
“Let them keep the library just for works of educational value if they want,” asserted the proud originator of the idea; “although few people think that’s the only function for a public institution.”
“Most boys get all the instruction they need in school,” asserted Peg; “and to read a good boy’s book, something along the line of outdoor sports, is one of their best recreations. Think of how every one of us, yes and our daddies and grandfathers, as well, have poured over such classics as Robinson Crusoe and Swiss Family Robinson.”
“Sure thing,” added Dick, convincingly, “and a good book keeps a boy from getting into heaps of mischief; because he’s just got to be doing something. But there goes the bell, fellows. Hope to see all of you on hand at the first meeting of the Junior Organization.”
“We’ll be there, you can bet, Dick!” cried Peg, as he limped after the rest to resume his studies.
That afternoon Leslie Capes caught up with Dick as the latter was hastening home from school.
“I’m in a hurry to get home, Leslie,” said the latter, “but I wish you’d keep me company part of the way. Somehow or other I haven’t had much chance to get a few words with you on the sly so as to tell you how our little plan is moving along.”
“I’m just burning up with curiosity to know about that same, Dick. Has Old Nocker run across little Billy yet?”