"Very much," said the Professor. "I am compiling a new work on zoology, and will devote a chapter to the species of animal you have mentioned."
"Toney will give you a history of the origin and objects of the organization," said Tom.
"With the greatest pleasure," said Toney. "But come, let us light our cigars and take seats on yonder bench under the trees and make ourselves comfortable."
The three friends proceeded to the spot designated, and while the fragrant smoke was rolling off from their cigars, Toney gave an account of the Mystic Brotherhood, such as Seddon had already been made acquainted with; following it up with a recital of the events which had recently transpired in the town of Bella Vista; including a graphic description of the combat between Botts and the monkey in the ball-room; the contemplated duel between Botts and Bragg, and its singular termination; the terrible quarrel between the latter and the landlord, and the expulsion of the valiant captain from the hotel; the abortive attempt of Perch to commit suicide, and the scenes that ensued up to the time of the arrival of Tickle. The Professor listened with grave interest, and occasionally made a note in a little book which he drew from his pocket and held in his hand. When Toney had concluded, he exclaimed,—
"Well, Toney, I thought that I knew something, but you are a long way ahead of me, my boy, in useful knowledge. Let me see." And he looked over his notes. "The Mystic Order of Seven Sweethearts. An order founded on principles of benevolence. Its object the welfare of women. To prevent marriages. Single women much happier than those who are married. A grand idea of M. T. Pate. Toney, this organization must flourish. It will soon get far ahead of the Order of Seven Wise Men. But it must have leaders. Who are its officers?"
"I have a list of them here," said Toney, drawing a paper from his pocket-book.
"What is this?" said the Professor, taking the paper in his hand and glancing over it. It read as follows:
| M. O. O. S. S. | |
| N. G. G. . . . . . . | M. T. Pate. |
| M. W. D. . . . . . . | Wm. Wiggins. |
| P. O. P. F. . . . . . | Edward Botts. |
| G. G. G. . . . . . . | Samuel Perch. |
| D. A. . . . . . . . | Lucius Love. |
| N. N. . . . . . . . | Altamont Dove. |
| W. W. . . . . . . . | Marmaduke Bliss. |
"What do those letters signify?" said the Professor.