"That's the first one. Go on."
The fly turned about and crept upward at an angle till it rested on nineteen.
"Now show them how much is left when nineteen is taken from twenty-two."
Upward again at an angle in the opposite direction went the marvelous fly, and it finally stopped on three.
"Nineteen from twenty-two leaves three," called Merry, with satisfaction. "That is right!"
"Hooray!" shouted the red-faced man. "I'm going to start catching flies and teaching them to reckon! There's money in it!"
Next Frank had the fly do a sum in multiplication, following with one in division.
These feats were performed perfectly.
"If some person present will name a word containing not more than four letters, Solomon will spell it out for you," announced Frank.
"Yale."