"Yes, their names will be proposed at the next meeting, which by the way comes this very night. Hope neither of you will be so leg tired that you stay away. Before Fall comes around the church improvements will be finished, and then we'll have a meeting room worth while. Just now that old wheelwright's shop at the crossroads must serve our purpose."
"Oh! there, that's too bad!" suddenly ejaculated Jasper, coming to a halt.
"What ails him now?" Larry remarked, surveying his companion queerly.
"I went and forgot something; how silly of me," Jasper went on.
"Oh! we'll agree with you, all right," grinned Larry; "but suppose you tell us what it was? If you left anything back there where we hung our clothes on a hickory limb, until it looked like a regular Irish washday, why, the chances are you're out that much, because I for one decline to cover all that ground again."
"And I wanted to know so much!" grumbled Jasper, as he raised one of his feet and rubbed his shoe regretfully.
Elmer watched his actions and smiled. Evidently he had guessed what was on the other's mind.
"Perhaps I might tell you what it was, Jasper," he said, quietly.
"I wish you would, Elmer," cried the other. "Did you peek in, and see him? And was it a great big black bear, or a savage bobcat?"
"Neither, I think," came the answer. "You would be pretty safe to call it a 'coon, and let it go at that."