Hans chuckled:
“Dot peen a coot von on you, Efy! Haw! haw!”
“Oh, haw! haw!” mocked the Vermonter. “I don’t see where the fun comes in!”
Rattleton was pronounced secretary.
For treasurer Browning had seven votes and Toots one.
The colored boy laughed as if he considered it a good joke.
When the officers were elected, Frank said:
“To raise funds to carry this club through I propose to sell my yacht, for which I have no further use. Yesterday I received an offer of nine hundred dollars for her, and I hope the gentleman who wants her will add another hundred to-day. That is what I paid for her, and I got a bargain. She is easily worth fourteen hundred, and I could get something near that out of her if I had time to look for a customer.”
“And you propose to put that money into the running of this club?”
“Why not? Prof. Scotch knew I would need money, and he provided a sum for my use. He will expect me to use it as I see fit.”