“Unanimous!” said Mr. Bronson. “It is a vote! Now I’d like to hear a motion to perfect a permanent organization to build a creamery.”
“I think we ought to have a secretary first,” said Mr. Talcott, “and I nominate Mr. James E. Irwin for the post.”
“Quite correct,” said Mr. Bronson, “thankee, A. B. I was about to forgit the secretary. Any other nominations? No ’bjections, Mr. Irwin will be declared unanimously elected. Mr. Irwin’s elected. Mr. Irwin, will you please assume the duties?”
Jim sat down at the desk and began making notes.
“I think we ought to call this the Anti-Carmichael Protective Association,” said Columbus Brown, but Mr. Bronson interrupted him, rather frowningly.
“All in good time, Clumb,” said he, “but this is serious work.” So admonished, the meeting appointed committees, fixed upon a time for a future meeting, threw a collection of half-dollars on the desk to start a petty cash fund, made the usual joke about putting the secretary under bond, adjourned and dispersed.
“It’s a go this time!” said Newton to Jim.
“I think so,” said Jim, “with those men interested. Well, our study of creameries has given a great deal of language work, a good deal of arithmetic, some geography, and finally saved the people from a swindle. Rather good work, Raymond!”
“My mother has a delayed luncheon ready for the party,” said Jennie to Jim. “Please come with us—please!”
But Jim demurred. Getting off at this time of day was really out of the question if he was to be ready to show the real work of the school in the afternoon session.