Babe and Roberta looked crestfallen at Mary’s dash of cold water, and Betty hastened to the rescue. “I think it would be lovely to have a society,” she said. “Why not have it fixed so that whoever wants the pin can have it, and those who don’t care for it or can’t afford it, like the penniless Miss Brooks, can belong just the same?”
“You might make the ones who don’t wear pins officers,” suggested Madeline.
“Happy thought,” agreed Mary. “But then, of course, you’d want me for president anyway, because I’m the only senior.”
“No reason at all,” said Katherine, severely. “You’ve been holding the whip-hand over us ever since we were freshmen. All the same I move that the secretary be instructed to cast a unanimous ballot for the penniless Miss Brooks.”
“But there isn’t any secretary,” objected matter-of-fact Helen.
“Madeline can be secretary,” suggested Babbie, “because she’s had experience.”
“All right,” agreed Madeline, complacently. “Only I won’t write any reports, because nobody ever wants to hear them and I object to making a bore of myself.”
“Good point,” said Katherine. “Madame President, I move that in the—what’s going to be the name of this organization, girls? Well, anyhow, I move that the secretary be instructed to write no reports.”
“I think motions are just as much of a bore as reports,” declared Babbie. “Let’s not have any of those either.”