"So am I," put in Frank. "I don't know enough to be captain."
"I second the nomination of Joe Westmore," came from Paul Shale. "He is the fellow for the place, boys," he added, earnestly. "He knows more about baseball than any of us."
"Any more nominations?" asked Link, gravely.
There was a moment of silence.
"Let us make Joe's election unanimous," suggested Frank.
"That's the talk!" was the cry. "Hurrah for Captain Joe Westmore, of the Lakeport Baseball Club!"
"Gracious me!" gasped Link. "I forgot! We ought to have organized the club first. We don't know who is a member and who isn't yet."
"Oh, we're all members," came from Bart. "I guess it's carried that Joe is our captain," he added.
"Yes," said Link. "Joe, come up and take the chair."
"Thanks, but I don't see the chair," said Joe, gravely, and this brought forth a laugh. "Fellow members of the Lakeport Baseball Club, I thank you for the honor you have done me, and——"