“Good! good!” echoed the others.
“Is it your pleasure that our club be called the Yale Combine?”
“Yes! yes! yes!”
“Then I declare that name formally adopted. Now I wish some assistant officers—a vice, a secretary and a treasurer. How shall they be elected?”
“I motion they be elected by written ballot,” proposed Hodge.
“Sicond th’ motion,” said Barney, promptly.
“The motion is made and seconded that the assistant officers be elected by written ballot. If that be your minds make it manifest by a show of hands.”
Up went the hands of all.
“It is a vote. Please prepare your ballots for vice.”
“Hold on a jiffy, Mr. President,” said Ephraim, awkwardly, grinning a little. “I want to wag my jaw a bit before we begin tew vote.”