"We've got a club song and a club badge, and we ought to have a club motto," Josie said.
"It's right to your hand, in your song," her brother answered. "'It's a habit to be happy.'"
"Good!" Pauline seconded him, and the motto was at once adopted.
CHAPTER VIII
SNAP-SHOTS
Bell Ward set the new song to music, a light, catchy tune, easy to pick up. It took immediately, the boys whistled it, as they came and went, and the girls hummed it. Patience, with cheerful impartiality, did both, in season and out of season.
It certainly looked as though it were getting to be a habit to be happy among a good many persons in Winton that summer. The spirit of the new club seemed in the very atmosphere.
A rivalry, keen but generous, sprang up between the club members in the matter of discovering new ways of "Seeing Winton," or, failing that, of giving a new touch to the old familiar ones.
There were many informal and unexpected outings, besides the club's regular ones, sometimes amongst all the members, often among two or three of them.
Frequently, Shirley drove over in the surrey, and she and Pauline and Hilary, with sometimes one of the other girls, would go for long rambling drives along the quiet country roads, or out beside the lake. Shirley generally brought her sketch-book and there were pleasant stoppings here and there.