"No, she ain't a Normal, but she's got her certificate off the superintendent."
"Has any of yous saw her?"
"Och, yes, she's familiar with us," replied Joseph Kettering, the Amishman, who was president of the Board.
"Why ain't she familiar with me, then?" Getz inquired, looking bewildered, as the president opened the ink-bottle that stood on the table about which they sat, and distributed slips of paper.
"Well, that's some different again, too," facetiously answered Joseph Kettering.
"Won't she be here to-night to leave us see her oncet?"
"She won't, but her pop will," answered Nathaniel Puntz; and Mr. Getz vaguely realized in the expressions about him that something unusual was in the air.
"What do we want with her pop?" he asked.
"We want his wote!" answered Adam Oberholzer—which sally brought forth hilarious laughter.
"What you mean?" demanded Getz, impatient of all this mystery.